Bill seems to be holding up well, all things considered -- hugged near everyone at today's service (~300), rescued Jace's photograph several times (it kept falling off the chalice table), talked about rooting for Da Bears, and jabbed me about the last auction (Jace and I had gotten into a bidding war over "choose the minister's sermon topic." If I win next year's round, I'm going to tell her to write something in memory of Jace). And he's reminded people that if they want to help, there are all the projects Jace had going...