In 1993, I was staying at the cousin's place in Southern California when I was down from Seattle on vacation. While they were out shopping, I was warned that Hope would call and that I should take a message. He called, and I did in fact take the message.
Later, Hope asked my cousin who it was who took his call. She explained who I was.
"Very professional," said Hope.
How cool! Great story. He must have been a good judge of character; he loved my dad.