On Tuesday, June 16, Will and I met his Psychiatrist. The meeting was cordial, and I found it informative. The meeting confirmed much that I already knew. The doctor asserted that Will has a brilliant mind, that he is a Renaissance man, able to discuss many topics in depth. We talked of the changes Will is facing in music, the inability to raise necessary money for marketing. We talked of various possible future choices, whether to attend Naropa University, or some other further educational institution.
We discussed Will's empathy, his qualities as a person, his loyalty. The psychiatrist praised my friendship and support for Will, how important he felt I was in Will's life. We talked of my own life, as well, of the death of Darryl, the profound grief I feel.
We talked of the lack of understanding Will's parents have of his life and goals. But we talked too of the deep love they have for him.
We talked for over two hours, much to my surprise, and I was impressed by the doctor's deep concern and his admiration for Will as an intelligent and kind person.
