My friend died today in an awful collision on the 10 freeway. We were counselors together at St. Matthew's Day Camp in the Palisades for seven years when we were in high school and college. Luckily, I saw Curt this summer at a party/reunion for another counselor, and I remember our last satisfying bear hug. He was a good friend, a caring father and husband, and a dedicated detective. Curt loved kids and wanted to help them live better lives. You couldn't have had a more kind person suffer such an unfitting death. He will be sorely missed.