He was so giving all the time. Whenever he visited us he would always try to give us money for dinner. He wouldn’t take no for an answer. He would actually hide money around our house since we wouldn’t take it. A few days after he visited we would be cleaning out a cabinet and find a 20 or something.

His laugh was so majestic that I can still hear it loud and clear. Kavi and I spent seemingly endless hours working together at the Daily, so we had to temper our giggling but also tried to make each other laugh constantly. I knew I was successful if he had to get up from his computer and take a lap — it was a huge victory. I hold his poop jokes in highest esteem, as he was one of the few who truly understood this art form.