Gawd fucking dammit 💔
Heartbroken isn't even the word for it. It's indescribable what I'm feeling right now.
Except for that one time I blurbed out something about him on here, I never really publicly commented on Billy's situation, and the few times I did it was to tell people very vocally and loudly face to face that I thought he was innocent. Still do. His passing doesn't change a damn thing about how I feel about him, or what I thought about him, or about how much love I had for him. Our paths crossed constantly. If I wasn't covering for him in one of his bands he was replacing me in whatever band I just got the boot from... ha ha ha I shared many a cold beverage late night and good morning with him, and it's beyond sad to think that I'll never have that time with him again. It's wrong on so many levels...
Billy was funny. He had that heartfelt smile that just drew you in, he made you feel welcomed, part of the crew, and he was fearless in so many regards. His love of lunacy and things that weren't normal or what you were supposed to do was the best. He was the first guy to say 'fuck it' and just figure shit out and get over and around it or just fucking do it. He was crazy in all the right ways. He would be the first guy to do something stupid or unexpected just to get a laugh. He was THAT guy... they didn't call him 'Bingo Billy' for nothing... heh heh I don't know anyone who had a bad word to say about him. Sure, he was no angel but who among us is? I could go on and on about what a fucking wonderfully great human being Billy is, but it's all moot at this point because someone I knew and was proud to call a Friend has passed away, leaving behind his family and a bunch of friends and acquaintances who thought the world of him... mourning the loss but treasuring the time we got to spend with him. Vaya con dios Billy. Save me a seat at the bar Brother. Until I see you again...