I shall recount this story in tribute to Mr. Ramis. Not to be a name-dropper, but because as I said above, I had the opportunity to meet him a couple of times and I think it is illustrative of what a kind man he was.
I was fortunate enough to have a few opportunities to hob-nob with some of the elites during the time I lived in Chicago. The former Mrs. Wiggum taught at a wealthy private school in the city, and we often got invited to fund-raisers, parties, etc. where you could run into business/political/media folks who were rather high up on the food chain. We attended a fund raiser in the early 2000's and was introduced to Harold Ramis. Rather than fawn over his celebrity status, we proceeded to chit-chat for 10-20 minutes. I didn't talk about his movies, just kind of had an amusing conversation. When we parted ways, I shook his hand and just stated something to the effect of "Pleasure to chat with you Harold and I've always enjoyed your work...enjoy your evening."
A month or two later, I was waiting in line for a take-out order at a very busy restaurant in the north suburbs. I was fourth or fifth in line when all of a sudden I got a tap on the shoulder. It was Harold Ramis, and he said "Hi Ralph, how are you?" We again chatted for a few minutes until it was my turn to pay for my food. I was absolutely floored that he remembered my name. I'm sure he had met thousands of people over the years in Hollywood and various movie sets, but just the fact that he recalled meeting me was incredibly special.