Bill was more than just my godfather—he was a shining presence in every room, the ultimate entertainer of every celebration, and a source of endless laughter. His visits were always a highlight, marking unforgettable moments in my life—whether it was a graduation, weekend in Big Bear, a day out at the Santa Monica pier, or the Family Weekend my first year of college. Dining with Bill was never just a meal—it was an adventure filled with laughter and playful mischief. From creamer-stacking contests to spoon-flung sugar packets, he had a way of having fun everywhere. There were even moments when his antics nearly got us in trouble, but his charm always won the day—like the time he managed to smooth things over after flinging a baked potato across the restaurant. The memories he left me with are countless, and for that, I will always be grateful. His joy, humor, and warmth will forever be missed, but his spirit will continue to live on in the stories we share and the love he gave so freely.