William McIlvanney November 25, 1936 — December 5, 2015 I see we've lost quite a few legends recently, so I'm betting there's quite a time to be had upstairs now. Today is the anniversary of the late William McIlvanney's death and I often wonder how he'd feel about who we've become since. I like to look at pictures of Willie in laughter, he laughed a lot, made me laugh a lot, and I'm ever grateful for the memories. He didn't waste much time wondering how he'd be remembered, though, as the extract below from one of my interviews with him shows, but remembered he is. TONY BLACK: How do you think you'll be remembered? WILLIAM MCILVANNEY: First of all, I'm not sure I will be remembered. I mean, I can't quite believe in posterity because I'll not be here — it's a bit idle to say, will I be remembered? In a way a bit of me doesn't give a monkey's because I'm not going to be here and I think often of the writers I love,