Reynolds, of course. Just finished his biography from 2015, read by himself, via Audible. First, a story of my own. My dad was an older Dad, and one of the things he never did was go to the movies. Upon returning from a business trip, he couldn’t wait to take me to a movie he had seen on the flight. I had never, ever been to the movies with my dad. Sure enough, he took me to see “Smokey and the Bandit.” We both laughed so hard we were crying. From the Jackie Gleason era, my Dad couldn’t keep a straight face when he was on the screen. I’ve got a lot of great memories with my dad- but, not one memory in which we both laughed so hard. Thanks, Burt. Also, I loved the biography.