Tuesday, February 3, 2015
Bill was the best truck driver-loading, unloading and hauling combines and tractors--but an even better friend at and away from work. When he was my "pitch partner", I would hold my breath when he bid so high, always thinking we'd go set, and sometimes we did, but usually we came out on top. Bill did love to play cards, and shoot a game of pool. He loved Bonnie, and would always say "I gotta keep mom happy". He was an easy man to cook for, hot dogs were always fine for him. Bill, I already miss you, so watch over us until the day we meet again.
