Years ago, when I worked as an immigration inspector at JFK
Airport, I would sometimes encounter celebrities that would come through my
line. The first one I remembered was Joan Collins. People I mentioned this too
asked me if I remembered what her actual birth date was from looking at her
passport, but I didn’t pay it much mind. She was very well dressed and seemed
very polite and proper.
Among the other celebrities I has pass through my line were
Sting, Geoffrey Rush, George Clinton, Sally Jesse Rafael and Brian Cox. I also
met the Jon Spencer Blues Explosion, who were very nice. When I told Graham
“Suggs” McPherson, singer of the band Madness, that I liked his music, he
replied, “You have a good memory.”
But by far and away the best celebrity encounter I had at
JFK Airport was the actor Geoffrey Holder.
Working at JFK Airport was actually a big drag. Things
changed a lot after the September 11 attacks, so I can’t attest to what the job
is like today. But the pre-September 11 era was a miserable place where
inspectors often worked seven days straight and could be held for mandatory
overtime with no notice given.
I was so unhappy working at JFK that I lived in a state of
near permanent miserable anger. Any sign of other people’s happiness made me
immediately angry and resentful.
I was coming to tend of my day at the old T.W.A. terminal,
thinking that the most recent flight was done processing and I could prepare to
go home. I was still in my booth when I noticed people from the airline
wheeling a passenger in a wheelchair directly towards my booth. The passenger
was singing.
‘What kind of horrible freak are they bringing me,’ I
thought to myself—indeed, my resentment of all things happy even extended to
the elderly and disabled.
The airline escort wheeled the passenger into my booth and
he put his paperwork on my counter. He was a green card holder from Trinidad
and once I saw his name I knew exactly who he was: Geoffrey Holder.
Geoffrey Holder spent most of his long entertainment career
on stage as a dancer, actor and director. He was one of the lead actors in the
first all-black production of ‘Waiting for Godot,’ a choreographer for the
famed AlvinAiley American Dance Company, a Tony-Award winning costume designer and
successful painter. He was the bodyguard Punjab in the 1982 version of ‘Annie’
and may be best known for 7-Up commercials he made in the 1980s. He was
characterized by his height (he was six-foot-six) and his deep, Caribbean
voice.
Geoffrey Holder was also one of the best James Bond villains
in history, playing Baron Semedi in the 1973 Bond film ‘Live and Let Die.’
Being a Bond villain counts as movie royalty in my book.
“Are you the actor?” I asked him.
“Yes.”
“Well it’s very nice to meet you. I’ve very much enjoyed
your work.”
“Thank you. And thank you for paying my rent,” he said, and
then let out a big and sincere booming laugh that I couldn’t help but share
with him.
Our business together was finished quickly. I stamped his
documents and handed them back to him or the airline employee who was escorting
him. He thanked me, said, “God bless you.” And then was on his way. It was an
encounter that changed my mood and brightened my whole day, and is one of the
fondest memories I have of working at the airport.
Geoffrey Holder passed away recently from complications
attributed to pneumonia. He was 84 years old. He was remembered for his many
contributions to the stage and screen; Broadway theaters dimmed their lights
in his memory.
New York is packed with celebrities, and the cool thing to
do is pretend to not notice them and then tell all your friends about seeing
them later. I had many New York celebrity sightings before and since, but
Geoffrey Holder will always be my favorite and best.
1 comment:
I just let out a nice HA Ha Ha! in his honor on my Delta flight. Great memory, Matt. May he rest in peace.
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