I was with them on a service project, and we were fixing up a school in Brooklyn. I was painting, inside, and I went out to clear my head of the fumes, and there’s Jon Stewart, raking. He has his kids with him. And I said, “Jon! What the hell are you doing here?” He said, “Raking. And you’re… painting.” He did not draw any attention to himself. He didn’t make a speech. He didn’t have a photographer with him. He was willing to stand for selfies, but he just did his work and left, drove himself home. And I thought, what a total mensch.
