Bill and I met at Saint Joseph’s University when I joined The Hawk; the university’s newspaper. I was a freshman features writer and he was the business manager. (It’s always good to make friends with the money guy.) After college, I disappointed my parents by joining the police department and Bill thrilled his by working as an accountant with KPMG Peat Marwick – or as I called it, Peat Mosswick.
We remained friends after college after the other members of our clique drifted off to Leftist Island. (A few good friends from SJU unfriended me on Facebook solely because I was a conservative.) Bill was – and is – a staple at all our family celebrations, and is godfather to my son Erik. In short, he is a member of the family.
Bill is arguably the nicest person you would ever want to meet. He never swears, is very active in his church, and he’s a NASCAR fan. What’s not to love? Bill has also sacrificed his personal life in favor of taking care of his elderly mother. I don’t want to sound like his grandmother, but he would make someone a very fine husband.
(Ladies, send me your addresses and an 8×10 glossy. I’ll hook you up!)
We’ll be seeing Bill at Julia’s birthday party on December 3rd, and as always, the family will be excited to see him.
Happy birthday, Bill! Never forget I’m younger than you. 🙂
Oh, a preliminary birthday gift is below the fold…