Yesterday my neighbors John and Liz Baker came by to tell me that our friend Douglas Holbrook had died. I couldn’t believe it. Douglas, such a force of nature, isn’t the kind of person who dies. I had talked with him for over an hour several days earlier and he seemed to be in perfect health with big plans for the future, excited about the success of his radio show, and overjoyed that his little granddaughter was going to be in San Diego. His mother was about to celebrate her 92nd birthday. H...