Friday, January 30, 2015
George & Family,
I stopped for many a chat with Billy on his strolls along Water St. West, and I always felt better for it. I’ll never forget one crisp still winter's night, at the bottom of Downing Street, when he remarked how nice the smoke smelled, rising straight up from the chimneys. It was something I’d never really appreciated until he mentioned it… but I have ever since.
And he would drop by Collis’s and chat with my mother. She told me how one day he said, “You know, I like Wayne and Lloyd (my brother), but I believe Lloyd is a bit large.” Mom got a big kick out of that one!
He was a nice man… and wise beyond his years. Sad that he’s gone.
