I met him at a Charity benefit in 1985.

He was with Jill St. Jon and when they arrived at this tennis club in Claremont, Ca. He was wearing a black tuxedo. He was really stiff and had this pompous and angry look on his face. He was a poser and was still acting like he was some big shot who demanded to be fawned over and treated like royalty. When it came time for photo opps with the stars, he changed his tune and flashed a very signature smile that looked great. He exemplifies one of those stars that was able to transition his attitude at the drop of a hat when on the record. He struck me as kind of an A-hole, but I didn't suspect him of being the homicidal type.