I was sitting at my desk, about to go out and make the deposit, and I hear "Coming up, more information on the shooting death of Phil Hartman" and I just froze.

I sat in front of that radio for twenty minutes, waiting to hear, and they finally told the story of how his wife shot him then herself and I was completely stunned. I mean, Frank Sinatra was very old and had been ill for quite awhile, and Chris Farley was dancing with the devil for so long that it wasn't a question of whether he would die young but just how young he would be. I think this one is like Gianni Versaci's--violent, senseless and completely out of nowhere.

Anyway, I told two people in my office what had happened and they both said "Who's Phil Hartman?" So I was like "Umm...Saturday Night Live? Newsradio? Unfrozen Caveman Lawyer?" but I just got back blank stares.

Well, I knew who he was.

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