Bruce, Bill was a great guy and I was saddened to learn of his death. I didn’t know you guys were friends. Too bad, we could have told some funny Sleazeweasel stories but back then, most of there were actually pretty grim. LOL.
Geary From: bmorgan...@aol.com [mailto:bmorgan...@aol.com] Sent: Thursday, January 28, 2010 11:58 AM To: texascavers@texascavers.com Subject: [Texascavers] The always popular caver obituary Since obituaries are so much more popular among cavers these days than theological discussions, even those pertaining to Oztotl, I thought it might be good to offer this reminiscence of much beloved caver extraordinaire Bill Berryhill who some of you may have known. In response to my post concerning Yucatan breccia Roger Moore wrote “Thankee fer the rocks. Find any nocks while you were there? Roger (for whom the Great Newt will always be supreme.)" To which I replied, “There are knockers aplenty in Cancun. It was a touching moment, I had taken my old caver friend Bill Berryhill who was dying of cancer on a trip to Cancun. We went to a titty bar and he insisted on expectantly holding a tissue up for the girls. They had no idea what he was doing and neither did I. Turns out that his dick had fallen off but he still liked the smell of a woman and wanted them to wipe their nether parts with the tissue so he could sniff it!” Roger replied, “Touching, but gawdawful! I hope his trials are over.” To which I replied, “And well done too! He was diagnosed and told that he had only months to live, so he rejected all treatment and lived another three years during which time he devoted himself to bringing joy to the world and plumbing to the Old Timers Reunion. It appeared that he would never die, so when he announced his last Thanksgiving swillfest and feed at his extremely rustic home along the Haw river in central NC I was too busy to attend. I will never forgive myself. He was reduced to laying on a couch with a beer drip during the week long party. When it was all over and the guests were ready to leave he announced, "It's been great everybody, but the party is over and I'm outta here. Bye!" Then he died. What a guy! There is a stone in his honor at the OTR sauna, and every time I see a naked caver chick I think of the kindest most generous person I have ever known!” Sniff, Sleaze
