I think I’ve told this story before. I do trust the guy that told, because, very simply, this was the only story that he told me like this, and it’s fits with Barry’s personality.

My friend was in high school and was at his buddies house, who lived in Barry’s subdivision. Barry was shooting hoops in his driveway and my friend and his buddy went and joined him. They had a good time. A while later, my friend was in a local grocery store. He saw Barry, and was thinking of saying “Hello” but decided to leave him alone. A few minutes later my friend gets a tap on the shoulder and it’s Barry, who says “Don’t I know you?”