Bill Cameron was a tremendous broadcaster and journalist. I had just started in the last few years to get to know Bill and his wife Cheryl, also a tremendous broadcaster and journalist, in their capacities as teachers, advisors, and campaigners for improving the craft. Among other things, Bill was teaching ethics for journalists at Ryerson University in Toronto. He was also interested to hear about my experiment trying to work in daily print and daily TV at the same time. It always felt marvellous having his attention focused on you and I suspect this was the secret to his success as an interviewer and broadcaster. He was a big, gentle man with a great sense of humour and what seemed to be infinite patience. And when he focused his attention on you, either informally at a cocktail reception or more formally in a television studio, he made you feel special and interesting and, as a result, you tended to open up to him a bit more. You always felt good about yourself after talking to him and I think it was for that reason: You walked away from even a quick 'hello' from him thinking, "Well, at least one person out there recognizes what a tremendously interesting person I am." Bill was diagnosed with eusophagal cancer just a few months ago and finally succumbed to that terrible disease. Well, the world is a much less interesting place without him in it. I'll say a prayer for Cheryl and their children. Bill Doskoch , John Gushue , and Paul Wells have some notes about him at their blogs. CBC, where Bill worked for much of his career, has a special section at its Archive for Bill. Among other things, it's got a wonderful radio commentary Bill did in 1977 in which he reflects on the movie Network and his own 'complicity' as a television journalist.