Was once in a record store in New Jersey -- Rare Records (unfortunately not there any more) -- and a woman came in to have the owner Rod put a Donald Byrd LP she had on disc. Rod would do that for people. After she dropped off the record, Donald Byrd himself came in to the store. He lived not too far away and came by once every blue moon. He signed the CD for the lady. When she came back, she had a cool surprise.