I love hugs. I used to get more than I do now. Now it is rare to get a real hug.
I’m a Star Trek fan. After the first Star Trek movie was coming out, Walter Koenig, who played Chekov, was doing a signing for his diary book of his experiences making the film. The person before me on the line asked for a hug. He got up and gave her one. He looked at me, but didn’t move to give me one. I was too scared to ask for one. So I didn’t get a hug from him.
Years later in a long autograph line to James Doohan, who played Scotty, I found myself with the same dilemma. Two teenage boys in front of me mentioned that they had read Mr. Doohan was a member of an international hug society. They asked him if that was true. His response was to say, if you want hugs, come back behind the desk and you can have them. They did. I asked too. The hug was lovely.
There is a new free hugs movement out there now. I was downtown one day, in a store, and at the entrance hall to the store stood a bunch of people in a line. They all had signs that said Free Hugs.
I told myself that I was going to go up to each one of them and get a hug. I didn’t. I got close and no one moved towards me, they were all standing silent and leaning up against a wall, and I got scared and shy and walked on by.
Next time I’ll get some hugs. Next time I’ll stay and give some hugs.
Hugs, Hugs, Hugs, Hugs, Hugs, Hugs, Hugs, Hugs, and Love to you All.