The cows still speak fondly of him
For as long as I live, whenever I pass a field of Texas wildflowers; I'll remember summer days spent lying in clover and wildflowers, listening to the trains, watching the sky kaleidoscope, and laughing my fucking ass off while Bill went off on one thing or another. I watched him explain philosophy to a cow once. I'm pretty sure the cow understood. I have never laughed so hard in my life.