On  Veteran's Day, Wednesday November 11, 1999, my daughter Jamiann and I  ventured into New York City on a whim. We truly exercised our faith that  day, traveling approximately eighty miles in the pouring down, cold,  November rain in hopes of obtaining stand by tickets for the audience of  The Rosie O'Donnell show.
 
The  show would air on Friday November 13, 1999, the guests were Matthew  Fox, Barry Manilow, and Rosie's longtime friend Jeannie Davis.
My  daughter Jamiann who was nineteen at the time, was a die hard Barry  Manilow fan since the age of nine when my sister Irene had won tickets  on a radio show to be chauffeur/limo driven, complete with long stem  roses to the Stabler Arena to see Barry in concert. Irene chose to take  Jamiann along with her that night, which led to a fourteen year  fantastic journey into the world of the Maniloonies. When Jamiann  learned that Barry would be a guest on a taping of the show on Veteran's  Day, and that I was going to be off of work that day, a plan was put  into action.
Upon  arriving we parked a few blocks away from Rockefeller Center where the  show was taped. We both were in dire need of a restroom, and despite  its disgusting condition we had to use the one in the parking garage.  In our moment of excitement, coupled with a painfully full bladder, we  both forgot our umbrellas in the car. We knew we needed to be in line  before 8:00 AM in order to obtain stand by tickets. We did not realize  just what odds were against us.
After what seemed like hours of  trying to find shelter from the rain under an above ledge just outside  of the entrance where the line formed, a young lady dressed in Rosie  show garb, came out with a top hat in hand. Inside the hat were numbers  to be picked by each group of potential audience members. I allowed  Jamiann to reach into the top hat and pick. She picked a low number, I  believe it was the number three if my memory serves me right. While we  stood there rumors were spreading that they call out higher numbers  first, and we started to become discouraged. We were then allowed to  file into the building. We took our wet coats off, and used the restroom  to try and make ourselves presentable.
It really seemed like  hours passed again, and I was silently praying for Jamiann's sake, that  we would be chosen. But, I must admit, I too wanted to get the chance to  see Rosie in person. I realize since then that Rosie has alienated  many, but I still like her. She has done a lot for many who needed help.  She has always been down to earth, and forth coming. Perhaps her candid  way of expressing her thoughts has earned her a reputation of being a  bit too liberal, but much of what she has said is the truth. I do agree with her position on peace,  adoption, unconditional love, and gun control. She is also a very funny  comedian, and excellent actor.
Finally, the young lady from the  Rosie show appeared again and called out our number, and we were  escorted to an elevator. Suddenly a commotion erupted by a nearby  entrance to the lobby, and there approaching us was the legendary  comedian Nipsey Russell and his entourage. We 

stood  in line there and also went through a metal detector. Once we entered  the elevator, I began to get butterflies in my stomach. Once we reached  the floor of the Rosie studio, we walked down a long hall way with  photos of Saturday Night Live Shows on the walls. The excitement of the  moment kept building inside me, and when we walked through the studio  doors I actually had tears welling up in my eyes. I was not just happy  for myself, but thrilled for my daughter that her dream was coming true,  and my adventurous nature was instrumental in making it happen.
We were seated in separate rows, and didn't mind, as we just felt so fortunate to get in. We in 

fact  were just filling in empty seats. As Jamiann was positioned in front of  me, she was led to a seat near the front on the left side, just behind  John McDaniel and his band. I was seated directly behind a roving camera  on the ceiling, and practically every time they either cut away or came  back from a commercial there I was smiling and waving. On the following  Friday when it aired we taped the show. My big moment of television  history, being a silly, excited fan in the audience of the Rosie  O'Donnell show.

I  really did want to see the expression on Jaminann's face when Barry  Manilow appeared on the stage. He first came to Rosie's desk to be  interviewed. Barry was promoting his Frank Sinatra tribute album,  Manilow Sings Sinatra. It was evident that he had a nasty head cold. He  asked Rosie to help him sing and they sang Strangers In The Night.
And  in the typical Rosie O' Donnell show fashion she shot Koosh Balls into  the audience, gave us a snack, and a goodie bag full of nice

  things, including Old Navy mittens and an ear warming head band, a  toddler toy Billy Blaze, a Koosh Ball, a Rosie T shirt, and a Christmas  ornament.
She also had a cooking segment where she joined her  life long friend Jeannie "Weanie" Davis making a squash recipe for  Thanksgiving Dinner, which ended in a food fight.
In between  commercials they inserted a pre-taped interview with Matthew Fox who at  the time starred in the television show, Party Of Five. Today Matthew is  well known as playing Jack on Lost.
We later received tickets by  mail a year later to be in the audience of the show with Al Pacino as  the guest. After we filed into the audience seats we discovered that Mr.  Pacino did not want to be taped in front of a live audience, and  instead two shows would be taped to be aired during the holidays. To our  amazement and utter joy the guests were Julie Andrews, Christopher  Plummer, James Garner, and even Florence Henderson popped in sweeping  the floor as it was "Sweeps Week".
We took along Rosie O'Donnell  dolls that she autographed for us. I also had the pleasure of occupying  her audience one more time with a group of Barry Manilow fans in the  fall of 2001.
Here is a link to the day we saw Julie Andrews:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wqR2YufBzoM
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| Rosie Ornament is always on our tree! | 
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| Jami and I 
 
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