Bill, your giggle and laugh never changed all the years I knew you. Knowing you began around the age of 3 when your family moved across the street and very quickly you became friends with my 3 yr. old David. One particular time I will forever hear you giggling is when I was in the kitchen cooking and singing while you boys wrestled in the family room. Of course your giggling at me just that egged me on and I went into opera mode - just to hear you laugh!! I loved you then even as now.

DIMENSIONS of 2-29 if I punch my hand through, could I reach you? the sky feels like a shell now my foundation has shifted and perception and existence are changed foggy, rainy lost night and the howling strong, windy, days that followed like a special shroud for our family to mourn under Until- Sun shining so pure, piercing and sparkling like diamonds on falling flakes Your gift. Where are you now? What are your thoughts? Do you see me? Hear me? Feel me? I feel you. All the time. I need you. Even if from the other side. I love you Bill.

I am I and you are you, whatever we were to each other that we still are. Speak to me in the easy way which you always used. Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight? Life means all that it ever meant, it is the same as it ever was.