So, he came in the room - at that point he was suffering from lung cancer, I believe, but still trying to work. As I did with Tippi, I went to say to him, "I don't know if you remember me..." but before I could even open my mouth he said, "I don't know if you remember meeting me when we had lunch on The Young Lawyers" - I couldn't believe it. I was so moved by that. He had almost no voice left and he said, "You know what I do, if it's okay I just am struggling with my voice and I'd rather not read." I told him it was fine and I reiterated to him how much his kindness meant to me and that I'd never forgotten it. A month later, the day before my birthday, he passed away at forty-seven.