Happy Juneteenth, Bill Brown.

He was the most beautiful man in the world to me.

^{This is the only photo I have of Bill. I can imagine him fussing at me to find a better picture}.

His skin glistened more than black satin touched by the sun. Speaking of the sun, his skin was so smooth and well loved that you could SEE suns in each of his cheeks when he smiled. And his smile! The diastema …