In Memory of William Ewing
The world is suddenly a darker place. At least it is in my corner of it. When William Ewing died, I lost a dear friend and a light went out for all who knew himfor those who really knew him. Yet, so many didnt really know him.
WILLIAM EWING
Over the years, some knew him as William; some, as Johnny. Some remember him only from his youth; some had the pleasureblessingof their also having known him in more recent years. It is primarily for those in the former category that I pen these memorial thoughts.