Yesterday morning I woke up feeling still sleepy and not quite ready to join the waking world. I grabbed my cell and decided to check my IG account and scroll through some posts. That's when I saw a post (in my suggestions feed) with Bill Cunningham's face. I immediately thought the worst, which was confirmed when I read the post and saw the #RIP. On Saturday June 25th, the world lost a beautiful and remarkable person, Even though he may have had a long and exceptional life, full of colour and joy and kindness, I can't help but feel sad that he's gone forever; that he's taken his endearing and effervescent being to someplace else. Wherever he is, I hope Bill is smiling and riding his bicycle, snapping photos of fabulous things.