My go-to "Light-guy" was Kenneth; we're the same age. Billy was "the older guy" - and was my brother - Hermes' - go-to "Light-guy." Baseball has a way of transcending "age," and, Lord knows, Billy, Kenneth, Hermes and I; we LOVE Baseball. We played the game almost on a daily basis ... from sun-up until that point when it became downright dangerous to continue playing because, well, it's unnerving to hear the 'crack' of the bat ... and then 'listening' to the sound of a ball you did not see 'whizzing' an inch or two from your face! And so we'd stop playing. Until the following day - and we'd all have at it ... again and again (and again, and ...). And then there were the late hour escapades with Hermes sneaking out of our Michigan street home by climbing down the second floor gutter - and then making haste to meet up with Billy, who had, according to plan, done that very thing. The two would meet up with other chums and find some barely legal (or otherwise!) way of enjoying the nightlife (I never was invited to those. "Baseball" was one thing; hanging out with 'the older guys' on such after-hours adventures, wel-l-l-l, I was suddenly "a kid" - and not welcomed to partake - in those! I never held those rejections against my older brother or Billy (I'd usually score a quarter from Hermes to keep my mouth 'zipped'); I would simply try to get my "revenge" the following day --- on the Ball Yard! Lord knows, "The Lights" and "Velezs" - we made many many wonderful memories as the sands of time spilled onward in our lives. We did well to maintain our level of "Brotherhood" for many years after our 'Glory Days' became as waters gone by. Our annual treks to our Old Hometown (Lebanon) from Chicago were always filled with excitement; it was ALWAYS "good" to add to our memory-making with "The Lights" - 'Ma, Pa, and the Boys and Kathy. Sadly (for my part), the memories became all that we had to hang on to. Sad, isn't it (?) - how, step-by-step-by-step ... communications, so vital to maintaining "old acquaintance' - lest it be 'forgot' - breaks down. And then comes - "this" kind of news!! The flashbacks come - fast and furious! I am reminded of a quote from that wonderful movie - 'The King & I:' "It is always surprising how small a part of life is taken up by meaningful moments. Most often they're over before they start even though they cast a light on the future and make the person who originated them unforgettable." WE WILL ALL REMEMBER BILLY LIGHT WELL! THE BOY/YOUNG MAN/MAN CAST A LIGHT UPON ALL OUR LIVES ... that will not be extinguished for so long as we shall live! Goodbye, Billy! THAKS ... FOR THE MEMORIES!