I lost my breath for a moment to learn of Bill's passing. He was a fellow former book clubber, a mentor, and a friend. He had a gentle way to encourage you to take risks; he could always see the long game, and knew you were better for trying it. I loved to hear what he was reading, loved his cooking, and now emulate his dance with readers. I enjoyed his look of seriousness just before he would suggest there was another way to view a situation (i.e. you're wrong), and I adore the way he loved his bride.
He was in the great category of listeners who would respond with "why not?" when an adventure was to be had. He was also an encourager when lessons were learned the hard way.
I'm raising a glass tonight to Bill and to book clubs. Thank you for all your many gifts.
