I didn't know her husband Rodney all that well, but on the few occasions that I met him, he was the perfect match for her: also a lovely human being (I had a kinship with him as he and I were almost exactly the same age). As Murray Rothbard would have said of these two people were he to have met them, they were "sweetie pies."

Tragically, her husband Rodney died last week, under tragic and infuriating circumstances. This television clip tells the really disgusting story. To make a long story short, this good man passed out on the sidewalk in the Garden District of New Orleans. Several Good Samaritan passers-by called for an ambulance to help this man, who was unconscious, almost immediately. It took almost an entire hour for help toarrive, and he died, presumably, as a result of this inexcusable tardiness.

One of my other friends at Loyola, a staff member at the business school of Loyola, wrote this:

"(Here is) the story on Fox 8 (t.v. station) about Rodney… (referring to the clip linked to above). It is infuriating to me…. I spoke with Carolyn last night.  An autopsy is being done on Rodney. They suspect heart attack but since he died in Touro Emergency Room an autopsy is required.