Saturday, November 18, 2023
I was 17 years old when I first met Bill and Joyce. I’m 58 now and they’ve been a big part of mine and my children’s lives since they were born. Bill had a big heart and was always ready to help anyone that needed it. He always brought potatoes and maple syrup and anything else he thought we might need from the Amish because he knew the kids had big appetites. Especially Jimmy Jr and Dylan. All the kids were told to call him Grandpa whether they were his or not. It really takes a man with a huge heart and a lot of love to do that and I will miss him forever. I’m so glad I had the opportunity to have him in my life.
