Born on Feb. 4, 1954 in Brooklyn, NY., William was a renaissance man par excellence. He was always amazingly good at math and science-- and fascinated by computers which were as big as entire rooms when we were little: he couldn't wait for them to become, as Irving predicted to him they'd be, the size of a suitcase (or smaller)!
He was a wonderful writer, photographer, and musician as well. He created Digitas, the first CD-ROM literary magazine (this format is now coming into its own).
So many remember hearing him play his flute and recorder in the beautiful high mountains of Vermont, or through the misty hanging beards of Spanish moss in Florida... we'd go swimming and have "diving contests" in the clear waters of Still Lake, Fla., where we partly grew up, in the Ocala National Forest.
I remember his birth. I was nervous, spending the night with my aunt Miriam, uncle Sid and their three boys in their very comfortable Long Island house-- which was actually nice. But then, the new baby!
He and I often had difficulties, but we relied on and loved each other. I hope to be able to scatter some of his ashes at his home at Quarry Hill soon. With love always from Barbara, Brion, Joya, and me, as well as many others-- I'm sure J, E and S, as well-- to William in the Infinite state. We came from the stars, we return to the stars. There has been joy. There will be joy again (as Alfred Bester says).
xxx Ladybelle
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