If anyone has been in the theatre district lately, it is sheer bedlam.. You literally have to wait on-line to walk. Trying to get to The Samuel J. Friedman Theatre, on West.47th Street to see Snow Geese, we walked by the Ethel Barrymore, where Betrayal was playing. My friend who actually spells her name Barbara, said she saw James Brolin getting out of the car. I had no time to even glance, because who was face to face, nose to nose, to me….Barbra Streisand. We were almost breathing in each others faces. I had all of one second to make my move. Being a New Yorker, we are used to seeing celebrities all the time, walking, eating, whatever, just enjoying their life, and we respect their privacy. But this was a quick decision on my part and in one instant, I blurted out “you are fabulous.” I had heard many stories that she can be very nasty to fans, but probably just gossip, because my new BFF said so graciously, “thank you very much.” So I became a breathless fan in my encounter with the fabulous Barbra Streisand and have no regrets whatsoever. No NYC guilt. I did what I had to do.