Bill Harrison fought a brave fight these past few years as he battled various medical problems, but every few days we would visit telephonically and either praise or deride the West Virginia Mountaineers (sometimes the St. Louis Cardinals -- his second favorites). Occasionally we would vent on the present-day political situation. He always played down his various medical problems. Occasionally when we had a minior disagreement, he would tell me, "Now Hugh, I am older than you..and." Truth of the matter is I was only about four months younger -- and those disagreements were always very minor. Bill, in his last few years, had his good buddy (and mine) Jack Carter close by in Florida -- and they often got together...a source of pleasure and comfort for them both. One of the finest qualities of West Virginia folk I've found is that generally they stick together: Friends for life! I can't count the many times Bill and Jack, Joe and Lila Kopshina, Bob and Mary Wolfe got together -- in West Virginia, Texas, Virginia or Arkansas. We used to stream back to Clarksburg every so often for a reunion or other event. Last month Bill and I talked on the phone and broke up in laughter as we recalled meeting in Clarksburg to celebrate the 50th year of an infamous Roosevelt Wilson junior high basketball team. That team, in 1945, lost 22 straight games before pulling out a two-point victory in the finale. Harry Jett, Bob Wolfe plus Bill, Jack Carter and I were starters on that robust team. *** *** *** Condolencies to his lovely daughter,Kay, and her husband, Robert E. Haddix Jr., and granddaughters Nicole and Samantha. I will miss Bill Harrison. He was one of a kind --the very best kind! Hugh and Paula Aynesworth