Willis and I met showing Arabian horses. We were always happy just to finish the class on, not underneath, our mounts. He was a gentleman, a sportsman, a true friend, a devoted husband and caretaker to Jimmie and a kindly soul who was always clean and trim, shirt tucked in, even in the heat of Miami summer, with only positive things to say, no matter the situation. Willis led by example, and Morgan and I were honored to be among those he called friends. Godspeed, dear man, you and Jimmie can now ride the heavens together.