I met Marv when I was waiting tables way back, probably 2001ish.
It was mid afternoon, really slow time between lunch and dinner. Wasn’t my table, so I waited until he and his wife finished their meal and paid their check.
They were getting ready to leave and I approached, extending my hand for a handshake, told him thanks for all the good memories in Buffalo and that he was truly someone that I had looked up to. He shook my hand and said “Thank you young man, that’s quite a compliment!” in that unmistakable booming Marv voice.
I was on cloud nine. I had never been that “starstruck” in my life. A very fond memory of a very fine gentleman.