Well, Harold died in the early hours of the morning.
I can't think of a project we didn't work on together.
He and Lorne were roommates for a while and when I was called to come to New York when Chris died he was there...yawning...but was there.
He wrote down some of the best lines I ever came up with and they are out there for people to hear. He was a tower of strength to me and to Lorne.
He had been sick for a while and I think he knew it was his time, just after Sochi Olympics.
I don't feel sad. In fact, I feel like he did what you are supposed to do...leave them laughing. He had a full and wonderful career.
Rest in Peace my very dear friend.
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