My closest friend from my years in Charlottesville grew up with Katherine Greider. She is Bill's daughter and is herself an author.
I heard a story twenty-five years ago and still haven't forgotten it. Apparently, the Greider family took a writing sabbatical to France for 2 years in the 1970s. Bill labored and wrote some kind of Tolstoi-esque masterpiece for the entire 24 months. Upon completion, the family prepared to relocate back to their home in the Washington DC area. At the airport or in transit thereto, William Greider lost the one and only copy of his manuscript. It was never found. The more I think about this story, the more interesting it becomes.