The ubiquitous summer fog, dwarfing San Francisco, welcomed us in.
Irv's place on the 18th floor of Fox Plaza, San Francisco.
As much as we craved to see the city, we spent all of our time inside with Irv, watching Lewis Black comedy specials, laughing our asses off, as was the usual vibe when visiting Irv.
In a birthday note addressed to all of his friends around the world, Irv wrote. “If I were to die today … I’d die the happiest man ever to have lived and loved for knowing you."