One of the finest actors and directors this world has ever known was found dead in his Manhattan apartment this morning, of a suspected heroin overdose.  What a waste of life and talent.    He and one of my film industry friends were close friends.  She is in deep mourning today.  I saw him live in “Death of a Salesman” and John and I saw him when we were coincidentally stuck in a Hollywood traffic jam together a few years ago.  He was right beside us.  I looked over and waved at one point, and he gave a smile and a little wave back.  I’m sure he forgot that instantly, but I never will.    Each time I saw him act in a film, I marveled at the fact that he was even better than he had been in the last one.

This is a sad day for the world.