No one is going to believe me but I swear to God that this is true. I am not particularly religious, either, but I'm willing to stake whatever credibility I have on this: I had Christmas dinner with Ron Jeremy as a kid in 1980 or 81. He dated my stepdad's twin sister. Some years later, I was with a bunch of other 15-year-old boys, huddled in a living room after school, watching some grainy VHS porn videos that a kid had stolen from his dad, and who comes on screen but the hedgehog himself. Of course everyone is talking about him, for all the reasons why every teenager finds Ron Jeremy novel (chubby, hairy, ugly, BUT ALSO A PORN STAR! etc etc). My first thought is, "I know that guy. He's a family friend or something." But of course I wasn't about to say that, for fear of that small utterance following me through the rest of high school.
About three or four years ago, my mom told my now-grown siblings and me that my Aunt had dated him. Before that I thought he just vaguely looked like some hippie friend of my parents.
I had a weird fucking childhood.