There is never a good time to lose a friend. Billy taught me a lot of life’s lessons. The kind of lessons that sometime never learned until it is too late. He was charitable to say the least. He was well spoken. Humble, stern and kind. He taught me so much; for that I am thankful. Everytime we ran into each other; we always had a toast. A sincere toast. Unfortunately, those days are no more, but his traditions and lessons will be cherished.
“Only nature has a right to grieve perpetually, for she only is innocent. Soon the ice will melt, and the blackbirds sing along the river which he frequented, as pleasantly as ever. The same everlasting serenity will appear in this face of God, and we will not be sorrowful, if he is not.”
-Henry David Thoreau