Do read it. You can never have too much stories about Don Segall. And Mark does him proud -- dealing beautifully with the frenetic and friend-to-the-world nature that was Don, telling lots of great tales and confirming how remarkable Bob Hoskins' portrayal of him was.
Again, do read it. You can check out the whole thing here on an archive from Mark's website, but blow are a couple of passages to whet your appetite. And "appetite" is the appropriate term here when discussing Don. (You'll recall I mentioned the glorious spread he set out to help break the fast after Passover. Mark goes into much more loving detail about Don and food.)
"He was tall by any measure, save for Perpendicular. In a restaurant, he would run the help ragged with the changing of tables, the constant reconfigurations and add-ons of the order, never for his own comfort, only for that of his guests. (Well, I take that back: Those who write the most complex instruction manuals possible could not compete with Don Segall in the act of ordering a corned beef on rye. He would specify from which part of the loaf the two slices of bread should be taken, how the beef should be trimmed and laid thereupon…everything short of which pasture the cow should have grazed in. It reminded me of those scenes in the movies where a doctor on the phone has to talk a layman through performing a delicate surgical procedure and, thereby, save a life. Only Don was more serious about his sandwich.)
"There was always food around Don but, as his pal Chuck Rapoport noted before an overflow crowd at the services, it wasn't because Don liked to eat. Don liked to feed. Nothing was too good for his friends. If you were one, you were a lucky person, indeed. I was a lucky person, indeed.
"...Don left every room with more buddies than he'd had on arrival…and once you were his friend, you were his friend forever. No matter how often he moved, no matter what new industry he conquered, he never left anyone behind. His wonderful wife, Marina, and his two sparkling kids, Greg and Pamela, just had to accept that the Man of Their House was also Host to half of society…and the kind of Host who never did for himself; who derived his joy from doing for others."
Alan Alda's eulogy was hilarious, emotional, hilarious, touching, emotional, beautifully delivered, richly heart-felt, and hilarious and captured Don impeccably -- but then this is the same man who wrote a movie role that perfectly captured his dear friend. When he finished, the room in attendance was happier and sadder and far happier than they'd been before. It was deeply cathartic and so memorable. When he was finished, the next speaker came on the stage. He stood there a moment -- and then turned around to look at the casket behind him, at which point he said, "Thanks a lot, Don, for having me follow Alan..."
The room roared. It was all pure Don Segall.
Now, go read Mark Evanier's full posting here.