That was quite an adjustment. Bill was a, he and I probably worked more closely together than, certainly more closely than I did with the man who followed him. Bill would listen to me, ’cause I was a dreamer I guess and I always had some crazy idea and he always wanted to hear what I was thinking about. And when he was gone, it’s like now. I still, up ’till few weeks before he died, would talk to him every week or so and I’d tell him the latest news I’d heard about animals or zookeepers or whatever, and we would chat along those lines just like we did when we were working. It just wasn’t like that after he was gone. And I think that the person following him wasn’t secure in his plans and I wasn’t looking for his job but I think he probably was a little threatened by me. There’s no reason, I was as loyal to him as I was to Conway.
