My friend Bill died a few days ago. He went to bed and just didn’t wake up. Linda and I went to his memorial service yesterday.
It is hard to find people who are kind without effort or thought or affectation. If you knew Bill you knew a kind person.
It is hard sometimes to find people who are humble without an audience or show. If you knew Bill you knew a humble person.
It is hard sometimes to find a person who believes you deserve to be treated well because we all deserve to be treated well. If you knew Bill you knew a good person.
It is hard to find people who think friendship is about the gift you are in their life and about the gift they can be to you. If you knew Bill you had a friend.
Bill was 86 years old. He was a truck driver in his younger days. He lived a full life and he could tell you stories for hours. He talked loud. He didn’t hear well anymore and he wanted to make sure you heard him. But he listened and listened well.
He lived in Cagle Terrace, government housing in Knoxville. Cagle was a hard place. Many of the people who came there had known much pain and hurt and injury. Everyone knew Bill. And it was such a better place for him being there. Linda lived there awhile when we were separated and Bill was here friend when friends were few. He told her she mattered when few others did. She left Cagle and later I moved there to get closer to her. He was my friend.
Bill was a gift of God and has went home to be with him. He will be missed. Really missed.
If you have time today remember him in your prayers, in your thoughts.
Take a moment also remember the gifts in your life. Something of Bill lives in so many of us.
Thanks Bill. I hope we can honor you as much in your death as you honored us in your life.
Larry and Linda