Reflections On Death, And Life On the Final Frontier

Glenn Reynolds writes an elegy to Mark Hopkins.

“For years, the phone would ring at random times, and when I’d answer it was always the same:  ‘This is Mark Hopkins.’  (He always started exactly the same way.)  Then followed some sort of problem, usually leading to either a request for advice, or for me to do something.”

Yes. I and many others had the same experience. Sometimes we would do them, other times not. But we always answered the phone.