My dearest Didi, John, Jack, Molly and Ryan: What is "comfort"? Comfort is knowing that Billy's light has not gone out, and he is not far. He lives on in the wind that blows, the blinding brightness of the fresh snow, the collage of color painted on fall's canvas, the twinkle of the stars against the darkness of night; the sun's warmth against your face. Be still, and you will feel him, today, tomorrow and always. You are in our hearts and in our thoughts. Kim and Jim