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Mr. Hanks teased his late co-star about his penmanship, which he described as “loopy and huge.”

“It looks like a 12-year-old girl who loves horses wrote it,” Mr. Hanks said.

He went on to tell a story of a young Mr. Duncan on the South Side of Chicago who one day decided he would join a gang. When he came home and told his mother, she whacked him in the head with a frying pan — a sizzling pork chop still inside — and told him to extract himself from the gang immediately.

Mr. Hanks impersonated the 6-foot-5-inch, 300-pound, deep-voiced Duncan sheepishly explaining to his fellow gang members that his mom wouldn’t let him be in a gang.

“If it wasn’t for that mama and the frying pan with a pork chop, we would not be here today celebrating the life of Michael Clarke Duncan,” Mr. Hanks said.

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