William Bradley Warren
June 16, 1940 - Jan 29, 1992 |
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William, son of Arlie and Marion Warren is known by Bill to all his friends and family.
He was a good
provider, a loving husband of 33 years to Virginia, a wonderful father to
Sharlene (Michael) Williams, Darlene (John) Cramer, William Jr.
(Vickie), Angela (Lamont) Hunter, Michael and foster father
to Gina (Mark) Massey and Denny Lyons.
Grandfather to Jesse and Lacey Williams, Samuel, Nickolas and
Elizabeth Judd, Jennifer, Amber and Brandon Warren, Christopher
and Chelsea Hunter.
Bill retired from Winn Dixie and bought the
South Fork Bar and Lounge and the Super Sub Sandwich Shop in
Louisville, KY.
Bill lived with diabetes and passed away due to an insulin
reaction that caused a coma. After weeks of suffering, God said it
was time to come home.
Surrounded by his loved ones, Bill left.
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At his funeral his daughter read this poem |
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In tears we watched him sinking, We watched him fade away
Our hearts were almost breaking, He fought so hard to stay
But when we saw him sleeping So peaceful, free from pain
We could not wish him back to suffer that again
LORD keep your arms around him And in your loving care
Make up for all his suffering and all that was so unfair
It broke our hearts to lose him
But he did not go alone, For part of us went with him
The day GOD called him home. |
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Memories
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If you would like to share your memories of
Bill, please
email
us. And we will post them here.
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I remember happy times as a child with my uncle Bill and how happy his
children were. Being an only child, I enjoyed many playful times
with my cousins and my uncle Bill was always the center of our
antics.
Margaret Harrison
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Photos submitted by daughter Darlene |
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Bill as a baby |
Bill |
Bill and Virginia |
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10/21/06
I just wanted to say a few things about Papaw.
Papaw was my hero, my best friend. Every time it rains, I now know that I
am safe because of him. I remember on Walnut Way, we would sit
on the front porch on the old swing and watch it rain. Every
time it would start to thunder and lightning, I would get scared
and run inside and hide under my blue blanket. Papaw would
always come and get me after it stopped and let me know that I
was okay and safe. Also, he would wake me up at 5 in the
morning to watch Woody the Woodpecker and every morning, I would
fall back asleep every time and Papaw would take me back to my
bed and tuck me in again. Papaw was and is still my best
friend. I want to be like my Papaw and Memaw and follow in
there footsteps and own my own business as well. They are my
heroes and if this dream of mine actually happens, it will be in
memory of them. Also, I just wanted to thank you for creating
this site. Now my two children will be able to know their great
grandfather for the wonderful man that he was and see why our
family is so special. Thank you so much.
Thanks,
Beth Judd
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10/23/06 I am Victoria Warren and I
did not know my papaw cause he died before I was born
but me and my sister talk to him everyday cause he is on
Meme's shelf and we know all about him. We wish we did know him
Victoria and Alicia Warren
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10/23/06 I remember jumping waves in
Lake Erie with cousin Margaret before she was grown up.
I remember sunburns and fishing trips, and horse shoes and wrestling. And
I remember the rain.
The porch swing and peace as the rained, no matter how hard it was or with
what lightning -- it cleansed everything.
Sitting on the porch swing with blankets with Daddy. Every
time it rains I believe it is him saying hello and I welcome
the greeting. He IS my hero not was. As a mother I was
horrible to his grand children, punishing them if they
mourned him, afraid they would forget. They didn't. But
they don't see him as passed, just not
here. For that I am grateful.
My biggest regret with my daddy is that my husband knows him
only from me not personally.
A tribute to the man that is my dad is that when I speak of him,
people are SHOCKED not surprised
that he is not alive in the sense that they expect.
I can only pray that when it is my time to be with Daddy
that my children will not allow my grand babies to Not let
me be in their life just because I am in Heaven.
I Love my Dad, and there is Not -1- day that passes that I don't miss
him.
I thank God I had and have Mom.
Darlene Cramer |
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Stopping by in June to wish a Happy Birthday to Uncle Bill.
67 years old this year.
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