Maybe you've seen this - it sounds vaguely familiar.

A Michigan woman and her family were vacationing 
in a small New England town 
where Paul Newman and his family often visited. 



One Sunday 
morning, the woman got up early to take a long walk. After a 
brisk five-mile hike, she decided to treat herself to a double-dip 
chocolate ice cream cone.



She hopped in the car, drove to the 
center of the village and went straight to the combination 
bakery/ice cream parlor. 

There was only one other patron in 
the store:
 Paul Newman, sitting at the counter having a doughnut 
and coffee.


The woman 's heart skipped a beat as her 
eyes made contact with those famous baby-blue eyes. 

The 
actor nodded graciously and the star struck woman smiled 
demurely.



Pull yourself together! She chides 
herself. You're a happily married woman with three children, 
you're forty-five years old, not a teenager! 

The clerk 
filled her order and she took the double-dip chocolate ice cream 
cone in one hand and her change in the other. Then she went out the 
door, avoiding even a glance in Paul Newman's direction.



When 
she reached her car, she realized that she had a handful of change 
but her other hand was empty. 
Where's my ice cream cone? 
Did I Leave it in the store? Back into the shop she went, expecting 
to see the cone still in the clerk's hand or in a holder on the 
counter or something. No ice cream cone was in sight. 


With that, she happened to look over at Paul Newman.
 His 
face broke into his familiar, 
warm, 
friendly grin and he said to the 
woman,

'You 
put it in your 
purse.'