Hello friends and family of Bill Blackley:

After nearly 35 years practicing medicine, Bill has decided to hang up his stethoscope and throw himself into "retirement" -- though some folks think Bill will never retire -- he is certain to remain active in many communities in North Carolina and beyond.

This blog is for old friends and new, co-workers, patients, musicians, artists, Boy Scouts, environmental activists, Tarheel basketball fans, family, and all who would like to share a word of congratulations, thanks, a silly Bill story, or a celebration for his years of contribution to his patients, and his community.

Please join us in raising a virtual toast to Bill!

Shhhhhh.... this is a secret! We'll unveil the blog with your messages to him in mid-June, but posts are welcome indefinitely.

To share a message, funny Bill memory, toast or other thoughts, email your post to me (Molly) at blackley@uw.edu, and I will post for you (please include your name, and how you know Bill).

Thanks for joining in the fun! With love and thanks,
Sandie... Molly, Ben, and Will Jackson...Seth, Brae and Davis Blackley

Monday, May 31, 2010

from Gail Peck

Bill, thanks for supporting my writing, and it has been a lot of fun to travel with you to AWP in Atlanta, attend the Postgraduate Workshop in VT., and also the local N.C. Writers' Network Conference, not to mention seeing you on occasion at the North Carolina Poetry Society where you have done wonderful work. Because the world is a busy place for someone like yourself with all your interests, some of my favorite times have been when you have been a guest in my home, or me in yours where we could talk of our love for poetry, flowers, and food.

I am proud of all you have achieved in your own writing, and appreciate the joy you bring to the world by being such a great person who gives so much. I don't believe you'll ever have a dull moment. I see you poking your nose in flowers, bringing in ripe tomatoes, playing your harmonica, peering at your dictionary to learn a new word. Let's continue to learn together. I hold my glass of wine to you, and so often see your face.

Gail Peck

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