I would like to say a few words to honor William's memory. (His Mom would not let anyone call him "Willie".) He was one of the quiet largely unknown "good guys" of our class. I grew up on five acres near the Lane Allen and Parkers Mill intersection and near Joe Neff. Probably a mile further Emily Houston grew up on hundreds of acres. Another couple of miles and William grew up in the small African-American community of "Little Georgetown" which was across from the back entrance to Bluegrass Field. The community was under the landing and takeoff patterns of the planes. All four of us rode Bus #25 to Clays Mill Elementary and Bus #13 to Lafayette Junior and Senior High until we turned 16.
William was quiet and thoughtful and had a very kind heart toward animals large and small. He was good with his hands and could fix or build almost anything. He needed to work to help his Mom after school so was not able to participate in any team sports but I can tell you from the times he and I did things together he was very fast. He might even have been Kenny Prather fast.
After UK I left Kentucky and lost contact with my childhood and adolescence. The last time I was with William he was in the Army and leaving for Fort Leonard Wood in Missouri. We hugged and he touched the tip of my nose which he liked to say was for good luck. Truly a good man was he.
William Franklin (Will) Buck
I would like to say a few words to honor William's memory. (His Mom would not let anyone call him "Willie".) He was one of the quiet largely unknown "good guys" of our class. I grew up on five acres near the Lane Allen and Parkers Mill intersection and near Joe Neff. Probably a mile further Emily Houston grew up on hundreds of acres. Another couple of miles and William grew up in the small African-American community of "Little Georgetown" which was across from the back entrance to Bluegrass Field. The community was under the landing and takeoff patterns of the planes. All four of us rode Bus #25 to Clays Mill Elementary and Bus #13 to Lafayette Junior and Senior High until we turned 16.
William was quiet and thoughtful and had a very kind heart toward animals large and small. He was good with his hands and could fix or build almost anything. He needed to work to help his Mom after school so was not able to participate in any team sports but I can tell you from the times he and I did things together he was very fast. He might even have been Kenny Prather fast.
After UK I left Kentucky and lost contact with my childhood and adolescence. The last time I was with William he was in the Army and leaving for Fort Leonard Wood in Missouri. We hugged and he touched the tip of my nose which he liked to say was for good luck. Truly a good man was he.