“I was on the train on my way downtown to my office I was reading one of his books, and I just burst out laughing, loudly and uncontrollably, with tears running down my cheeks. People on the train looked at me like I was nuts. And I didn’t care.”
I love this. It’s actually making me kind of teary-eyed, sort of like what PJ sometimes did with his pen; on occasion he would make you laugh and cry at the same time, although this time it’s just knowing he’s gone that brings on the sad.
“...although this time it’s just knowing he’s gone that brings on the sad.”
Yes, it does.