I just wanted to wish you a Happy Birthday, although I'm sure this is a tough one for you. I hope you spent the day with people you care about, doing something that brought you joy.
I also wanted to tell you something that I'm sure you know, but maybe it wouldn't hurt to remind you - Barry loved and respected you so much.. to the point of idolizing you. Even when he'd pregnant dog about you bugging him to do something he really didn't want to do, he loved you. He talked a lot about the two of you playing and traveling in the 70's. And there was always a kind of reverence in his voice when he spoke of you. He really did adore you.
And finally, I want you to know how much you mean to me, and indeed to countless others. Your gift of music has given so much joy to so many, and my first musical education was from you - listening to your voice, your arrangements of harmonies... When I grew up from the little girl who was in love with Barry, I realized that you were the one who made the Cowsills so special. And when in the '80s I came to meet you in Vancouver, you were so sweet and kind to me... spending time when you really didn't have to. I appreciated that so much. And through the years, whenever our paths would cross, you were so amazingly patient and generous. Thank you so much for all you have done and given me. Thank you for the music and the inspiration. Thank you for being Bill.