My favorite memories of Billy are from when we were kids. My brother, Billy, and I would explore the neighborhood together on our bikes, skip rocks, pop “touch-me-not” plants, build log forts and play capture the flag. For a while, he would constantly do Jim Carey impressions, that were actually pretty good. I have a more cautious personality but I always admired Billy’s enthusiasm and almost invincible attitude, even when he ended up in the emergency room because of it. He would just go back out and live as fully as possible.