Rest in beautiful peace, my dear most precious friend.
I will remember Bill for his laugh most of all, I think.
He had a course voice/ laugh that sounded devilish, if any of you had ever heard his voice, but it went softer when he spoke of those times when he and I shared times of pain and sorrow.
He was a good man who put others first before himself, and helped out his Amish friends a lot.
I'll always remember his concern for me when I was hospitalized, and when I went through the loss of my family members.
He was there for me DAILY. It's rare to have someone like that, a friend like that which began over this place we know as the internet.
So he has gone to rest in the arms of the God he loved, even though he never spoke about that much.
I'll always hold within my heart the time we met.
The fun of driving in the Prius through the countryside, when I showed him the wind farm and the place where I shoot Lady. He met Lady (my Ruger) and said he actually didn't believe I owned a gun.
We had dinner at Bob Evans and when the waitress greeted us, she asked if it was just the two of us, he said in a very dry manner, "yeah, we left the 7 kids at home."
Bill enjoyed talking about the weather, animals, the work he was doing on the farm and how he was hoping there would be enough wood for this winter.
Bill has everything now. He's in Heaven.
Prayers going out to Karen and the family.