I have no idea, I have not spoken to him in years. He was a pretty good guy -- his father always let us have parties at his house when we are in high school, I think he just liked looking at all the girls we brought over. He pretty much let us do whatever -- but apparently showing a **** flick on his living room wall off of an old projector was too much for him. He also did not like it when we snagged his toupee off his head.
The guy who killed him had an amazing scope of knowledge about sports trivia. It was the damest thing I ever saw. You could literally ask him the starting lineup of any sports team and he could rattle it off. People from other units would come by to seee if they could stump him.