In 1985, a friend and I were taking a road trip to California from Arizona in my '56 Chevy. We were driving through La Mirada when I remembered reading that Ed Roth lived there. We stopped at a phone booth, called info and Ed was on the line. I told him I was a big fan and he said to meet him at a hardware store down the road. I was stoked! Expecting him to arrive driving a bubble topped car, I was a little disappointed when he pulled in driving a little red pinstriped Honda. We talked with him for awhile and he gave me a big Rat Fink sticker that I still have today. Anybody got a good Big daddy story?