I don’t have a first memory of Joan Rivers. It was as if she always there. She was the modern day mother of comedy, a lady of convention, conviction and sass. In the dash to read up on the news, I read various fan comments in a blur as my fingers quickly clicked from page to page. One commenter on Facebook said it well: “Robin needed an opening act.” But that’s just one morsel. She was a pioneer.

Heaven must be a funnier place now. Things are certainly less funny down here.

Rest in peace, Joan.