Lilyfish

I can’t imagine what it costs to write a piece like this, much less lose an infant daughter. Anything I could say would be inadequate. So all I can do is call your attention to a few of the things Bill did to make it work.

“After the world takes an eggbeater to your soul” is one of the great opening lines in any piece ever to run in this magazine. It’s simple, and homely, and something that everyone can picture in their mind. It’s devoid of drama, bathos, and pathos. But there’s no mistaking what your soul looks like when the eggbeater stops.

“It was the ham that got me off the dime,” he says.