January 13, 202 – Memorial Service for Paul Williams – FESCH.TV

January 13, 202 – Memorial Service for Paul Williams & FESCH.TV:

Paul Leigh Williams Obituary
My name is Paul Williams, and I died of Parkinson’s at the age of 77. I decided to write my own obituary because they are usually written in a couple of different ways that I just don’t care for. Either, family or friends gather together and list every minor accomplishment from cradle to grave in a timeline format or they try to create one poetic last stanzas about someone’s life that is so glowing one would think the deceased had been the living embodiment of a deity.

I don’t like the timeline format because, everything pales in comparison to my greatest accomplishments which were being a father to my wonderful, lovable, witty, and amazing daughter Andrea, being a Grandpa to my three precious grandchildren Sadie, William, and Sophie; and marrying my gracious, understanding, and precious wife Amy. And, mostly accepting the Lord Jesus Christ as my personal savior.

I ask and hope that you remember the things I did that added value to other people’s lives. As I look back on my life, the reality is this: I just tried to do the best I could. For all my crazy comments or jokes, I really did love people. I didn’t always say or do the right thing and at the end of life those are the things I really regret, the small simple things that may have hurt other people.

My life was not perfect, and I encountered many bumps in the road. I would totally scrap the years of my life from age 16 to 20 . . . OK, maybe 14 to 22. I think that would eradicate most of my fashion disasters and hair missteps from the 80s; but mostly I enjoyed life. Some parts were harder than others, but I learned something from every bad situation, and I couldn’t do any more than that.

Besides, there are some benefits to dying young-ish. I am no longer afraid of serial killers, telemarketers, or the IRS. I don’t have to worry about wrinkles or the ozone layer and/or hide from the news during election season.

Some folks told me that writing my own obituary was morbid, but I think it is great because I get a chance to say thank you to all the people who helped me along the way. Those who loved me, assisted me, cared for me, laughed with me and taught me things so that I could have a wonderful, happy life. I was blessed beyond measure by knowing all of you. That is what made my life worthwhile!

If you think of me and would like to do something in honor of my memory, please do this:

● Volunteer at a school, church, or library

● Write a letter to someone and tell them how they have had a positive impact on your life

● If you smoke, quit

● If you drink and drive, stop

● Turn off the electronics and take a child out for ice cream and talk to them about their hopes and dreams

● Forgive someone who doesn’t deserve it

● Stop at all lemonade stands run by kids and brag about their product

● Make someone smile today if it’s in your power to do so

In lieu of flowers, if you feel so inclined, please provide a donation in Paul’s name to

The Michael J. Fox Foundation for Parkinson’s research.