I bumped into him in Oshawa and spent some time talking gear and technique. My conversation with him was almost a mirror of your own and I was immediately struck by what a genuine person he was. Here's how I described the meeting on another thread:
"Toto was really smokin' and Mr. Sklar was restrained, likely so as to not steal the show, but every lick and line was tasty. Mike P injured his hand and has not been on the circuit with the band for the last few months. Mr. Sklar's red sparkle Dingwall sounded great through the EA backline although the bass mix where we were sitting was missing a bit of definition. Nonetheless his solos sounded fabulous and were truly inspiring!
I was staying in the casino hotel and after the concert I went back to my room to change clothes. On my way back from the room who should I spot shuffling along with his entourage but THE Mr. Sklar himself, returning from the gig. It must have been pretty comical. I started walking towards him with my hand extended and said "oh, please..." No doubt he was filled with dread at this point as he had absolutely no avenue of escape, but he shook my hand anyway. I told him "Section - Ottawa Civic Center, 1972. I have been your biggest fan since I saw you back then". At that point he stopped and turned around to face me with a broad grin and a sparkle in his eyes and said "oh, WOW!". He reached forward and grabbed my hand in both of his and gave it a serious shake.
I find it very easy to understand why his gig list is so extensive. Not only is he a monster player, but a seriously warm and caring individual. To be honest I was almost totally speechless at this point

. I believe I did have the presence of mind to blurt out that seeing him in '72 had inspired me to take my instrument very seriously. Anyhow we had a good chat and then I thanked him for his time and for the opportunity to hear him play again.
The only "meeting" that tops this one for me was the lazy afternoon I spent fishing with John Entwistle, Pete Townsend and Roger Daltrey on a lake in Quebec. I still have the "Who Are You?" toque that John gave me, but that's another story."