Seeing as how two Lizardoids were touched by history when they were younger, in this case by Sir Winston S. Churchill, I felt I had to respond in kind and share my touching of history. Here is what I posted over at LGF:

In 1971, as a fifth-grader at Asmara American Dependents’ School in Ethiopia (Asmara is now the capital of Eritrea), I met Haile Selassie. He came to Kagnew Station every year to get his teeth examined because they were filled with GOLD!
I was in the front line of kids and His Imperial Majesty, a man who descended from King Solomon and the Queen of Sheba, a man who pleaded to the League of Nations for help when his country was attacked by Mussolini (and it fell on deaf ears), shook the hands of every one of those kids.
He was a short little guy too! 4’11” (as short as my ex-wife!). I RAN home and said “Mom! Mom! I shook Haile Selassie’s hand!”
Mom replied with an old wives’ tale: “Don’t wash it for a week!”
AND I DIDN’T.
Just that little encounter started my path toward the fascination with history which I hold today. When I found 20 years later what the Communists did to him after they murdered him, I cried. What a sad end.
But I touched history, and history touched me back.