William Lloyd III

I remember when I was a kid when uncle Bill would come to Utah to visit my dad, mom and myself and it was always a joy to see him and to see his family and I will really miss him and his presence, he will always be a blessing to me and my family and he will be dearly missed

Beautiful well thought out tribute to your Dad Lizzy. He would be so proud of how you wrote this with such love and affection. I remember how much he loved our children when we were married and was a “modern “ man who changed diapers and combed little girl’s ( The Threes Sisters!) hair into ponytails. He talked even more than I did if that is possible. In visiting him during his last few days and hours he mentioned how proud he was of you kids, Jonathan and Maranda and how you cared for him. It was so bittersweet. He and I had some wonderful years in Arkansas and while he pastored in OC. He talked so much about the grandchildren and how much he loved them. I am relieved he is no longer in pain and crossed the veil into heaven! You’re right he is no doubt drinking coffee and affectionately talking a lot his precious children , their spouses and grandchildren. Much love to you Bill. See you in a while. 💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖

I have a photo of Bill and I sitting on my desk where I can see him every day and give him an air kiss. Sometimes I will be in middle of something, and think, I bet Billy would know the answer to that, or ask him about a time when we were growing up and I pause, a little sad and know that those answers won’t be answered in this lifetime. I am hoping he is happy and getting on with his new life. He must have so many questions or getting so many questions answered that there were no answers to while he was on this earthly plane. I miss you Bill. I was going to ask him to give my family that have passed on a kiss and a hug. I realize more of my family are on the other side. Mom and dad would love to give great cocktail parties. Clink a glass for me at their next one dear brother.

Brother Billy was ten years older than me. One of my earliest memories of him was when he was in high school. At that time he was taking elective classes at Skyline High School in Salt Lake and was thinking about being an architect. I remember him using all of his drawing instruments and working on a project. Another memory I have of him when I was young is running to him to ask for a dime to buy ice cream when the ice cream man came around. He would always give me one. I remember him playing drums in the basement getting ready for playing in his band. Later, he took me with him when he would sell carnations in front of McDonalds across the street from ZCMI Mall in Holladay. He made beautiful leather goods and granted my dearest wish to have a rabbit skin purse one year. As the years went by and he moved away and I grew up we were going our separate ways for awhile, but later on when I had married and started a family and he was well established in Oregon we reconnected and would send each cards and notes. As we got older and our kids grew up we grew closer together. For the last several years we were able to see each other and talk quite a bit. I had the privilege of seeing him several times over the last year as he began to decline and I am so glad I got to spend time with him, talk with him, reminisce and pray with him! I got to be with the family quite a bit too and I am so glad about that! I miss my dear brother, but I know he is in heaven and we will see each other again. All his earthly pain and suffering is over and though he misses all of us I am sure, he knows that God's got us all. And it is all good. Until we meet again bruthy!

I remember coming over to the house over in Oregon city out in Beavercreek and visiting Liz and Jessica and Katie and Bill and just always having a good time at the house and feeling welcomed and he always made me feel very cared for and I’d always give him a hug.

You are gonna amazing man. I've got many days night talking with him.. I loved every minute of discussing things, car. Just things in general. We would watch movies and sports Yes, somebody that I could talk freely to. I've only known him for 8 years. But he met a lot to me in those 8 years. He seemed like a father to me. I love and miss you bill

My dad was a wonderful human being. I miss him so much! He always made me feel special, beautiful and perfect just the way I was. He taught me to be a hard worker and to forgive and love unconditionally. He wanted so much to be a dad and a grandpa and to love us to "the moon and back". I think of him when I see a mustang or a chocolate chip cookie! I imagine he is playing jazz and talking someone's ear off wherever he is now and free of pain. He always told me I cracked him up and to keep making peopel laugh. He was one of the sharpest smartest people I have ever met. I will miss you pops terribly! Until we meet again