I did enjoy reading this, especially once I worked out how Robert's first wife came to her end...


... it is my honor to present Robert's eulogy today. He was my best friend.

At 66, Robert was taken way too young, but, like so many baby boomers, he lived life to the fullest -- and we will celebrate his funeral to the fullest.

I'm still in shock over the freak accident that claimed Robert's life. He'd been living at a Buddhist monastery for only one month when it happened.

Instead of meditating and practicing yoga like the others, Robert, always the debater, peppered the monks on points of philosophy.

One morning he was found dead in an alley with sandal-scuff marks on his robe and a small statue of the Buddha stuffed down his throat.

Apparently, he'd fallen out a window.