A few weeks after Roy died, I went back and read Eight Hours For What We Will. It begins with the description of how Emma Goldman, Alexander Berkman, and Modiste Aronstamm opened an ice-cream parlor and lunchroom in Worcester, hoping that the profits…

I played comic second fiddle to Roy at George Mason for years. It was really obvious from the first time I met Roy that he was a really smart. You could see that right away. But a lot of academics are really smart—smart is sort of cheap in the…

I did not see Roy on a daily or even a monthly basis. Like everyone else, we were preoccupied with our own daily chores and routines. So, over the past 2 months it's been easier for me to busy myself with work and to pretend that Roy's…