I have some amazing memories of Bill. We first met in 4th grade. Bill was a HUGE flirt and deemed me "his". Well...he and Alex Lund, as his "bestman", staged a wedding for us on the playground during recess one day. He even gave me a ring. So, Bill was my "first" husband. HA! We lived two streets away from each other all our lives and there weren't many days I didn't see Bill. As we got older, we had different sets of friends but were still great friends to and for each other. Bill was such a jokester, too...but one joke wasn't so funny...he thought he'd give me my own "fireworks" one 4th of July and threw firecrackers into the GateShack (where I was working as GateGirl) down at Green Valley Pool...I didn't hear for a week!! There are so many stories that could be shared about Sombo...he lived life to the fullest and loved his friends. Sombo, I'll always love you and am so GLAD we got to talk before you passed away, as I was able to TELL you how much I love you...and always will.
Bill and I became friends at Washington Elementary. He would act silly and clown around; however, Bill was extremely bright and a whiz in math. We shared so many laughs, usually when we should have been working. There are times when I think of the wild things he would say and of course, I laugh.
Sambo! Bless his heart. If you'd ever had a class with him, you'd got a laugh! I had him in Mrs. Coffer's Algebra class -- 9th grade -- and she wouldn't let him go to the bathroom. And if you'd ever had Mrs. Coffer you'd NEVER interrupted, but Bill had to go SO BAD he exploded out of his chair and shot down the hallway. I can't remeber who it was -- somebody ran to the door and watched him dart into the restroom counting "One hundred .. two hundred .. three hundred". Even Mrs. Coffer laughed.
Robbin Smith (Ferguson)
Sombo! So many good stories to tell of your love of life. Now you are with your son Nick. May you both RIP...Lynn Holt (Campbell)
I have some amazing memories of Bill. We first met in 4th grade. Bill was a HUGE flirt and deemed me "his". Well...he and Alex Lund, as his "bestman", staged a wedding for us on the playground during recess one day. He even gave me a ring. So, Bill was my "first" husband. HA! We lived two streets away from each other all our lives and there weren't many days I didn't see Bill. As we got older, we had different sets of friends but were still great friends to and for each other. Bill was such a jokester, too...but one joke wasn't so funny...he thought he'd give me my own "fireworks" one 4th of July and threw firecrackers into the GateShack (where I was working as GateGirl) down at Green Valley Pool...I didn't hear for a week!! There are so many stories that could be shared about Sombo...he lived life to the fullest and loved his friends. Sombo, I'll always love you and am so GLAD we got to talk before you passed away, as I was able to TELL you how much I love you...and always will.
Roslyn Gibson
Bill and I became friends at Washington Elementary. He would act silly and clown around; however, Bill was extremely bright and a whiz in math. We shared so many laughs, usually when we should have been working. There are times when I think of the wild things he would say and of course, I laugh.
Claudelle Rankin (Duncan)
Sambo! Bless his heart. If you'd ever had a class with him, you'd got a laugh! I had him in Mrs. Coffer's Algebra class -- 9th grade -- and she wouldn't let him go to the bathroom. And if you'd ever had Mrs. Coffer you'd NEVER interrupted, but Bill had to go SO BAD he exploded out of his chair and shot down the hallway. I can't remeber who it was -- somebody ran to the door and watched him dart into the restroom counting "One hundred .. two hundred .. three hundred". Even Mrs. Coffer laughed.
Man! Dem's was the good ol' days!
Blessings, Bill!