He had been in L.A. temporarily, and I was part of the team of sobbing friends who boxed his stuff to send back East. We puzzled over his laptop. We didn't worry too much. He was a brilliant, kind, sweet, thoughtful man, and although we didn't look, I'm sure his computer contains no surprise pain for his loved ones. Man, oh, man.
Police can cop things from the scene.
Wills may take too long, or get contested. But you might want to make all your friends and family promise that the first one on the scene will reformat the hard drive and destroy all the backup. You don't care if your bowling shirt goes from Goodwill to Melrose, where a nose-ring will wear it ironically. And we're all not as pure as my friend, Barry .