Jim Shea’s elevator story on remembering Whitney Houston

It was sometime back in the late 80s and I was in Saratoga doing a feature on the horse racing scene there. I was into triathlons at the time and owned an Italian racing bike that was worth more than my car. Rather than leave the bike on top of my car I decided to bring it into the hotel and leave it in my room. I was in the lobby, wheeling the bike around in an upright position on its rear tire. The elevator door opened and there were three people inside, including this incredibly beautiful young woman. I hesitated, not wanting to crowd the people in the elevator, when the young woman said: “Make way for the man with the serious bike.” The people shifted, and I got on with the bike. I thanked her and she just smiled. Later that day I was reading the local newspaper when I came upon a story about the singer who was appearing in concert that night. It was at that point I realized the woman in the elevator was Whitney Houston.