William Frederick "Rick" Kidd III

I will miss my calls from Rick on special occasions, especially at 12:01 a.m. every New Year's Day, wishing me a Happy New Year. We have been friends since he was a student here at Stonewall Jackson Middle School so I have many fond memories of him, his kindness, our lunch dates and how he saw some good in most every situation. His love of flying was his greatest joy. I feel that he is flying among the angels now.

You are all in our prayers. I know how hard this has been on your family. We are thinking about you all.

Dear Mrs. Kidd:
I am so sorry to hear about your loss. I will never forget how brilliantly Rick played both the piano and organ. He possessed such a gift with music. I remember how courageous he was as a child challenged by diabetes. I always respected his attitude about having to give himself insulin shots, as I was far too scared of needles to watch. I am thankful that Rick also had the courage to be himself. After being childhood friends and losing touch for many years, I was fortunate to see him again about six years ago when he was working for the U.S. Airways commuter airline and worked on a flight into Lynchburg. He had a great sense of humor and really seemed to enjoy life. God bless you and all the others who mourn Rick's loss. I am confident that he is in Heaven right now playing music for God and the angels.

We are so sorry for your loss. May you feel God's presence during this time of sadness.

May God bless you and your family in this time of sorrow.