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Michael Okuda
Michael Okuda

I first met Nichelle Nichols in 1985, when I worked at KHNL, a small television station in Honolulu. Nichelle strode into the soundstage, radiating warmth, grace, and beauty. She was kind enough to pose with me for a photo. The next day, I brought in a print and asked her to sign it for me. “Sure,” she said, “as long as you have another print that you’ll sign for me!” I had a spare print of the same photo, so that’s what I gave her. She insisted that I sign it the same as she had signed for me, “with love.” And I still smile when I think of the day that Nichelle Nichols asked ME for MY autograph. Go boldly, Nichelle.

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