He lived the life that 81% of poetv kinda mostly envies, except for the part where his taste in women went slowly but horribly awry from Anna Nicole Smith onward, and the part where instead of a real life and family he had a kind of celebrity that stopped mattering entirely after the sexual revolution, but, y'know, hell of your own design and all that.....
He's going to get a lot of grief in the thinkpieces, but he sustained spotpiece cartooning out of personal loyalty to the trade and gave Harvey Kurtzmann free office space as a matter of artistic principle. The other hero of cartooning was William Shawn, Wallace Shawn's father and editor of the New Yorker.