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Roy Simmons posted a condolence

Wednesday, December 31, 2014

Bill is my best, truest and oldest friend. We grew up together. We became friends in grade school and remained friends throughout high school, college and beyond. We shared in the glorious discoveries and difficult challenges of being a teenager. Through it all, I always knew Bill was there for me and I for him. There was pretty much nothing about our lives that we didn't share and we learned many great lessons in life together. We were both blessed with wonderful parents and siblings and Bill's family was like an extension of my own. There were many, many conversations over dinner at Bill's parent's house that I will never forget, warm meals mixed with warm kindness that his family blessed me with. Our greatest adventure was when we took a leave of absence from college one semester and hiked our way across Europe and the coast of Africa. We spent almost 2 months together 24/7, hiking, site seeing, eating breakfast, lunch and dinner and sharing a hostel where we could find one with never a single harsh word or disagreement. That was most 40 years ago and I still think of the time we had, the things we experienced and the wisdom we gained. I was with Bill the day he met his wonderful wife, May Marg, and I still remember how taken he was by her that first moment. Later we shared in each other's weddings as best friends do and in the birth of our children. Bill was very proud of his family and all of their accomplishments. I could go on writing for pages and my only regret is that I did not spend more time with Bill later in life. It is with great sadness that I share with you that there will always be an emptiness in my heart that only Bill could fill in this life but also an eternal joy that I know I will one day see him again. No man ever had a better friend.....Till we meet again my dearest, oldest and best friend, God bless you and keep you forever.......Roy

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Mike Atkinson posted a condolence

Friday, November 14, 2014

I've always enjoyed sailing with Bill. With Bill on board, I've always felt that we would be able to push ourselves and the boat to the limit and still survive. I have never gone faster than that time with Bill, and I've never been in waves as high as that other time with Bill and John. We shared many great times sailing, even when there was little wind. On the calm days when we weren't trying to survive, we talked quite a bit. We knew how lucky we were to be able to enjoy Pultneyville and the lake. Bill would share all the things his children had accomplished and how proud and fortunate he was. I am grateful to Bill for helping me in my struggles and being a wonderful friend. Mike Atkinson

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Jim and Carol May posted a condolence

Thursday, November 13, 2014

Two memories..... A fierce storm brewed on Lake Ontario, high winds and waves over 12 feet lashed the shores. Our beach was being hit hard. Unfortunately, one of our new Cat sailors had left his boat on the beach, planning to sail the next day. About 5PM I received a call that a boat was loose on the lake and being tossed up onto the rocks adjacent to our Club. Rushing to the lake, I discovered it was Bill's Cat. After tying myself off, Bob Hopkins held the line while I managed to board his Cat, cut his lines and secure the boat until the storm subsided. We all learned a valuable lesson about how powerful Lake Ontario can become. Bill, with undampened spirits, rebuilt his boat and sailed on! Sunday afternoons in the summer often meant the Stubler family would be at PMI, occupying the same space that our family did when we first joined the Club. Carol and I would comment on "that nice new family" who reminded us of our family when our own kids were their age. As the years went by and the Stublers became regulars, we enjoyed watching their family grow up, graduate from high school and college, get jobs, marry and start their own family (Julie). Time has a way of repeating itself and the memories it spurs of our own lives are often fond and pleasurable. And so it was that Bill & Mary Margaret unknowingly gave us the gift of remembering happy times with our own family. Thank you. Carol & Jim May

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John Ferrari posted a condolence

Thursday, November 13, 2014

Bill Stubler to everyone who knew him was truly one of a kind. I remember standing on the beach at Pultneyville one gray stormy day looking at the white caps wondering if we should go out. ( Or could go out if you pushed it!) Younger Bill had come home from college that weekend so it was disappointing, making for a little conversation to fill the void. And as men often do, we started talking about something we knew maybe just a little about. But with Bill and son Bill- that is somewhat at a high level anyway. I can't remember - maybe it was fusion or grains of sand on a beach in the Caimans (I think what kicked it off was how a photon can be two places at the same time)- but whatever it was- it came close enough to rocket science that the information was sketchy -albeit somewhat plausible- And we were into it! After a good while I began to wonder why it could even be going on so long, and mind you, if you knew Bill, he was not a BS type. Actually he leaned a little to the practical and logic "holding sway" end of that spectrum. Even I know enough that we probably weren't making a whole lot of sense. Proof of that was my comments were taken up like Eureka moments and cobbled onto the framework of this legendary science. Then it occurred to me that it was for a couple of good reasons. One was that Bill was a creative thinker. He could leap frog to the next lily pad in a swap of chaos without a hint of effort. As I look back now though, it was more that Bill was able to talk not above you or at you or through you, he talked with you. No pretensions or judgements. Just a genuine good natured and gracious guy. I also saw enough of that influence on his son Bill to know that conversations like that were not in short supply. I'll always miss those moments and feel blessed to have shared talks like that.

In loving memory of

William

2014

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