He was a husband, father, brother, friend, and colleague. Though he was 75 years old he was nowhere near done yet. World traveler and life long learner, he was interested in everything, and shared the things he knew and the stories he lived with us all. He was everyone’s handyman, comfort and support; everyone was his friend, and his friends called him Bill. He was killed two days before Christmas, 2004, by a tired trucker who fell asleep at the wheel. Our world has been forever changed by that trucker.