My first memory of Billy was him chasing me around the playground in 1st and 2nd grade at Webster Elementary. I remember the gentle, sweet, shy side of Billy the most. My last memories of Billy were of him sitting around my dining room table on many nights playing games with dice and cards during our senior year. I remember the shock and sadness I felt while living in CT when I received the call that he had passed. RIP my dear friend.
I will never forget my last memory of Bill. He pulled up behind me just before I was leaving for work about 6:30 a.m. on a beautiful mid summer morning in his old pickup truck. I had just gotten in my truck that was parked on the street with the morning sun shining up the street from the east. When I looked back as he as he came up the street from behind all I could see was the biggest smile I've ever seen. He had the visor down over his face and was sitting straght up on the seat. I couldn't tell who it even was at first and he knew it.
Miss you to this day, I know if you were here we would be hangin!
I will never forget the n ights all the people hung out on the street light. he had a love for wresalig the crusher and we watched it at his parent's home . He always had a joke to tell,or just a prank. he was a fun and happy person. we the street memory ave. got hickery nuts behind his parents home, he would be the first one that climed that tree.
Lauri Vandevelde (Ramsey)
My first memory of Billy was him chasing me around the playground in 1st and 2nd grade at Webster Elementary. I remember the gentle, sweet, shy side of Billy the most. My last memories of Billy were of him sitting around my dining room table on many nights playing games with dice and cards during our senior year. I remember the shock and sadness I felt while living in CT when I received the call that he had passed. RIP my dear friend.
Pat Bienzen
I will never forget my last memory of Bill. He pulled up behind me just before I was leaving for work about 6:30 a.m. on a beautiful mid summer morning in his old pickup truck. I had just gotten in my truck that was parked on the street with the morning sun shining up the street from the east. When I looked back as he as he came up the street from behind all I could see was the biggest smile I've ever seen. He had the visor down over his face and was sitting straght up on the seat. I couldn't tell who it even was at first and he knew it.
Miss you to this day, I know if you were here we would be hangin!
sadly submitted, Patrick Bienzen
Claudette Lemerond (Petermann)
I will never forget the n ights all the people hung out on the street light. he had a love for wresalig the crusher and we watched it at his parent's home . He always had a joke to tell,or just a prank. he was a fun and happy person. we the street memory ave. got hickery nuts behind his parents home, he would be the first one that climed that tree.