Bill has been like a little brother to me for many years. We lost touch while he was in college, and since moving to PA in 1999 we have not spent much time together. I would drop by and see him when I was in town visiting my mother-in-law which was quite a bit the last few years as she just passed away in May. The last few months of her life however, we spent every minute we were in town with her, taking care of her as we did everything for her. So, I did not get to see him since his diagnosis until I visited him in June. We spent a wonderful evening together and he was very convincing that he was beating his disease. From his description it sounded like it seemed fatal, but he was convincing or perhaps himself convinced he was going to recover, at least live much longer. He was making what seemed to be plans for his future, excited about remodeling his house, but looking back now I know he was doing it to increase the sale price for his estate. He was also excited about his brand new truck. It was so tricked out I could not believe it. But I think he bought it for Mike to have after he passed. He was always caring and thinking about his brother, sister and her kids. He loved you guys very much and talked about you a lot. I will miss him too. He was the little brother I never had, with that ornery grin.