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Jerry Wilson Williams, 70, of Raleigh, died Monday, December 16, 2013 at WakeMed.
He was born in Raleigh, the son of the late Edith Morgan Williams and Conder Stinson Williams. Jerry was a proud veteran of the US Navy and was retired from AT&T as a Communication Technician after 49 years of service. He was an avid reader and he never gave up in his quest to learn new things.
Funeral service will be held at 11 o'clock Thursday morning, December 19, 2013 in the Chapel of Bright Funeral Home with the Rev. Dr. Jim Perry officiating. Burial will follow in Rolesville Baptist Church Cemetery.
Jerry is survived by his life partner of 38 years, Charlie Ann Merritt; his children, Ginny Williams Poulsen and husband, Karsten, of Youngsville, Lynn Williams Bruner and husband, Chris, of Indian Trail, and Lee Williams and wife, Gretchen, of Apex; grandchildren, Kathryn, Caroline, Alex, Madelyn, and Jackson; special cousins, Emily, Bill and William Lee and Martha Morgan and husband, Lee Little.
In lieu of flowers, memorial contributions may be made to the NC State University College of Veterinary Medicine, Office of Development and Foundations, 1060 William Moore Drive, Raleigh, NC 27607.
Friends may visit with the family from 7:00-8:30 p.m. Wednesday, December 18, 2013 at Bright Funeral Home & Cremation Center, 405 S. Main St., Wake Forest, NC 27587. (919-556-5811)
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Charles (Carey) Faison
I felt like I had been punched in the stomach when I saw the notification in my email. Jerry was an important part of my time at Broughton. He will be most favorably remembered as the driver of the Christmas Assembly go-kart that i wrote about in my profile story. At the 50th Reunion, he got a little mad at me for writing the story, but I pointed out that I had not said who it was, and that calmed him down some. I don't think he would mind my giving him credit for it now.
Jerry had an old black Chrysler car that he used to carry some of us (no list included) around, usually to get food when the Stage Crew took a break. He was almost out of gas one night, and pulle in aat one of the cheap gas stations on Capitol (once Downtown) Boulevard. We all threw in our change, and came up with 35 cents, but it still bought almost 2 gallons of gas. He was always our technical wizard, but he couldn't figure out how to make the car run on anything other than gas. I think that irritated him.
There are more stories, but, right now, it hurts too much to remember them.
People who live on in the memories of their friends, live forever. Jerry, you'll always be with us.