In the main floor of the last house they lived in together, the one he currently lives in, the combination living room/family room, the dining room, office, and long hallway are filled with pictures of B and K, and K alone, over the almost five decades they were together. They are constant reminders of their life together. For B, K has an intense look of love and joy in all the pictures. K always looked upon B with love in all of the pictures where they were photographed together. Could there be a better life than a life filled with love, both receiving and giving? That is the inspiration, the passion, and the source for all of the writing.
Perhaps K looks down upon B, reading everything he writes, thinking ‘he never stopped loving me as I never stopped loving him.’ That would be his greatest reward.