Louis was a good friend. And he was a nasty enemy. I didn’t always handle him well. We were a lot like fire and gasoline in that way. We just didn’t mix well. We came from different worlds and we didn’t see eye to eye on a lot of things. He was a lawyer. I was a human. It normally didn’t get better from there. I’m just glad the last time we met we were friends, and I hope wherever he is now he remembers the good times and not the bad. God knows there were too many bad ones.