But you've never heard of him.
He was laid to rest on Friday.
But there was no fanfare.
When the time came to commemorate his passing, there were only those of us, who's lives he had touched, to say farewell.
There were a lot of us.
So many that some of the mourners had to stand outside of the chapel.
As we cried openly together, it was clear what a remarkable impact Bill had made on so many.
And yet, you haven't heard of him.
And I realised, so much of what we do is built around making a 'name' for ourselves. Fame. Or legacy.
But all that really matters, when the final curtain falls, is connection.
How we have connected with people.
With our words.
With our deeds.
For filmmakers, with our art.
In a world that baffles you with complexity and speed, it is still all about people.
About how we connect to our brethren. How we touch the hearts of strangers and kin alike.
It always has been. It always will be.
Bill knew it. That's why he made sure that he was a force for so much good in people's lives.
That's why I feel his loss now.
He wasn't famous.
But great men are rarely famous, and famous men are rarely great.
RIP, Edward "Uncle Bill" Green.
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