Having known Aimee for years, it was by chance that I met Bill. Our good friend Nik Schulz had just moved into an incredible work space, that featured a gallery with regular showings curated by Paul Donald and his colleagues. (The spot across from Zeitgeist, above Scuderia). At one of those shows, we were standing around in a group, and Bill came over, immediately distinguished by his black skull sweater, and totally charmed the pants off of me. I couldn't quite follow what he was saying, but he seemed pretty confident about it, flashing his sweet smile, and maintaining an extraordinary amount of eye contact.
After that eve, Aimee had to endure my year-long crush on her brother Bill, which brought us all closer together as the two became very central to our social circle. It was at this time that I got to know Paul as well, and helped spend his perk money at Bruno's eating and drinking, and listening . . . to Bill.
One of the funny things about having a crush on someone, are the lengths to which you make a fool of yourself, unburdened by irrational lust. I can't think of a better person to have spent all that energy on (except my husband, of course . . . are you reading this honey?) than Bill.
Much love to Aimee, and your family, and Paul Donald. We are here whenever you need us.