If he hadn’t been killed by an idiot who thought he was a police officer then today Bill would’ve hit the big 40 and I’d be teasing him mercilessly about how he’s two months older than I am.
It’s been four years since he passed away and time has dulled the pain of losing my best friend just as it always does. I even managed to forget to put up a post in February on the anniversary of his death. I’m still deciding on if that’s a good or a bad thing.
He is missed very much not just by me, but all his friends and family. You can see some photos of Bill in the SEB photo gallery.