Are you Peg Kehret?
Several times recently I’ve had someone come up to me and ask if I am Peg Kehret. I don’t do a lot of public appearances any more, so I’m always astonished when someone I don’t know recognizes me. It happened twice this week.
Today I was in a grocery story when a young woman and her mother stopped me. They had heard me talk ten years ago, when Small Steps was the “all city reads” book in Enumclaw WA. I live near Enumclaw, did an evening presentation at the high school, and these women had attended. The younger one said she had been in middle school then. She bought some of my books that night, I signed them, and she still has them. She graduated from college this month as a veterinary technician. She apologized for bothering me, and asked if I would have my picture taken with her, which I did.
I was also stopped in the lobby of Benaroya Hall in Seattle last Sunday when I attended the Bill Cosby show. That time I was recognized by a librarian who was most gracious and offered condolences because she’d read about Carl’s death. She told me how much her son had enjoyed my books when he was growing up, and said her young library patrons still do. She, too, apologized for bothering me.
I assured these lovely women that it was no bother. I enjoyed chatting briefly with them, and I feel honored that they recognized me and have such good feelings about my books.