Bill was named after Grandpa Burns.
Bill, such a common name for an extraordinary person.
Bill was the youngest brother in age, but he was always the oldest, wisest brother to James and me. He was always willing to offer help to any anyone he ever met.
I’ll bet I asked him 36,789 questions about computers, tech issues and he gave me 36,789 answers, all of them good ones.
If you knew Bill- he was never going to take the straight road. It was always the winding road, where you were worried he would take a wrong turn here and there, but he always got there.
The winding road.
Preaching-Attending Hyles-Anderson College (and because of that, fate intervened and he met you). Moving to Pennsylvania, moving overseas, then not moving overseas, becoming a computer nerd, leaving the Texas Silicon Prairie for the California Silicon Valley, Yahoo, Netflix, Paypal, Venmo and all the other tech companies I could never quite keep up with.
Every so often you’d get a call from an excited Bill telling you he had left his job that he was doing great at to take a new one. And Mom would be so worried he was taking too big a chance and something would go wrong, but other than a few setbacks, it never did.
Thinking back at the memories of Bill, he always had a passion to try something new. He would go all in.
All in on Magic-His Traveling Coins trick was amazing. To be a good magician, you had to have ‘patter’, (the ability to talk). Bill had the patter. That was the best part of his magic.
All In on CB radios- Bill would stay up all night talking to people around the world and making friends with people he would never see.
All In on Roller Skating- Bill determined to set a Guinness World Record for Roller Skating backwards. Bill had to do it differently than anyone else.
Snockey Ball in the backyard (Purists call it Wiffle Ball, but we preferred Snockey Ball). It started with just Bill, James and me. Later the Snockey Ball games got bigger as Bill and you added more Snockey Ball players to the family.
Chicken House Mini-Golf. Bill designed a 9-hole golf course in Dad’s big old abandoned chicken house. It had swinging obstacles, water hazards and everything you could imagine. We could have charged admissions except for the smell of the golf course.
Ratty the Hamster- Bill’s hamster that Bill cleverly named ‘Ratty’ we could never keep in the cage and finally never was seen again. One of our many cats was a prime suspect for his disappearance.
Dad Jokes- Not Dad-jokes as everyone thinks of now, but jokes about Dad, things that he said or did that would put a smile on your faces reliving them.
Bodan Creek Flood- The time you and Bill drove your car to the Bodan when the road was completely underwater. Mom went bonkers over that.
Motorcycling-Another thing that drove Mom crazy was Bill and that #*&% motorcycle! She was so happy when he finally got rid of it.
Christmas- It was never really Christmas unless Bill, you and the kids were over to share it. All the 200 gifts Mom would get for each kid. Dad’s joke gifts he’d put in wrapping paper where you knew immediately it was from him. Usually some random object he found in the yard and wrapped up.
Pollok Visits- Bill coming over and we’d have the TV on and wouldn’t pay attention to it at all and talk for hours and hours (You’d finally say I’m going to bed) and leave us there still talking for just a bit, another bit and another bit longer.
Where In the World Is Bill Scott Game?- Bill was always off somewhere , you never knew where, all over the world, all over California and every park you can imagine.
Catch-Up Calls- Bill excitedly calling and talking (of course with Bill, it would last for hours) about what he’s doing, what he’s planning, what the kids and grandkids were up to and us talking and laughing about the crazy world and what we hoped would happen.
Our Last Visit- I look back and feel fortunate that you and Bill stopped over at my house this year.
To see him in person, to hear his voice and how he was still so excited about what was next for him and you. I’m thinking there was only one creature on Earth that didn’t like Bill and that was my kitten Sandy. I guess she could sense Bill was a dog person.
One last Luftwaffe-Swapping. The object of this family tradition between Bill and me was to stick the other person with crazy complicated Avalon Hill game Bill bought me one Christmas.. Bill would usually get the better of me in this family tradition. This time, with your help Bill was unknowingly stuck taking Luftwaffe hidden in his van.
Oh, how I wish he were still able to get me again by leaving Luftwaffe somewhere in my house!
Wow! We were so lucky to have him in our lives!
The great thing about Bill was you and he had such a large loving family, made so many friends, touched so many lives that he will be immortal, living in everyone’s memories. Kids, grandkids and their kids….on and on and on while there are people still here on Earth.
So great that Bill was able to see and hold one last grandkid, Ledger.
Bill was a great brother, a great husband, a great Dad, great ‘Poppa’, great friend, great human being.
He was so lucky to have found his soul mate in you!
Bill’s favorite singer John Prine passed away last year and his last song was ‘I Remember Everything’.
We should all be so blessed to remember everything about Bill’s life.