This reminds me of when Perry Como was playing at the Westbury Music Fair many years ago. An aging nun that I was friends with absolutely loved him, so I wrote to Perry and gave him the phone number of the convent, explaining that she was getting on in her years but was a great fan of his.
He actually called her on what turned out to be her birthday. The nun had a hard time believing that she was talking to "her Perry" but after a while settled down oonto a memorable conversation with him. She never forgot it.
"Long live God!" (GODSPELL)