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William J. Hill Veteran

Birth
Death
7 Aug 2007 (aged 85)
Burial
SeaTac, King County, Washington, USA Add to Map
Plot
Chapel of Memories -117-B
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William J. Hill
Born in Vandergrift, PA on Nov. 16, 1921
Departed on Aug. 7, 2007 and resided in Federal Way, WA.

Visitation: Friday, Aug. 10, 2007
Service: Saturday, Aug. 11, 2007
Cemetery: Washington Memorial Park

William J. Hill
Lt.Col USAF Ret.
1921 – 2007. Passed away August 7, 2007. Survived by his wife of 63 years Grace, daughter Patricia Bako and her husband Mike, sons James Hill and his wife Joann and Samuel Hill and his wife Karen, 6 grandchildren, 2 great grandchildren. William (Bill) spent 21 years in the Air Force flying jet aircraft. He was an instructor at Tuskegee, Alabama when he met and married Grace Cox in 1943. After retiring from the military Bill went to work for Boeing as an engineer. He retired from Boeing after 20 plus years. Bill loved to spend time with his family, working in his yard and playing a round of golf, which he considered a good crisp walk. He never lost his love of flying, photography, or entertaining friends. Visitation Friday, August 10, 2007 from 5:00 PM – 8:00 PM and Saturday, August 11, 2007 from 9:00 AM – 10:45 AM at Bonney-Watson Washington Memorial, 16445 International Blvd., SeaTac Crypstide service 11:00 AM Saturday, August 11, 2007 at the Chapel of Memories, Washington Memorial Park. In lieu of flowers please make donations to the Franciscan Hospice, Tacoma, WA. Please sign the online memorial guestbook at www.bonneywatson.com


High Flight
Oh! I have slipped the surly bonds of earth
And danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings;
Sunward I've climbed, and joined the tumbling mirth
Of sun-split clouds - and done a hundred things
You have not dreamed of - wheeled and soared and swung
High in the sunlit silence. Hov'ring there
I've chased the shouting wind along, and flung
My eager craft through footless halls of air.
Up, up the long delirious, burning blue,
I've topped the windswept heights with easy grace
Where never lark, or even eagle flew -
And, while with silent lifting mind I've trod
The high untresspassed sanctity of space,
Put out my hand and touched the face of God.
William J. Hill
Born in Vandergrift, PA on Nov. 16, 1921
Departed on Aug. 7, 2007 and resided in Federal Way, WA.

Visitation: Friday, Aug. 10, 2007
Service: Saturday, Aug. 11, 2007
Cemetery: Washington Memorial Park

William J. Hill
Lt.Col USAF Ret.
1921 – 2007. Passed away August 7, 2007. Survived by his wife of 63 years Grace, daughter Patricia Bako and her husband Mike, sons James Hill and his wife Joann and Samuel Hill and his wife Karen, 6 grandchildren, 2 great grandchildren. William (Bill) spent 21 years in the Air Force flying jet aircraft. He was an instructor at Tuskegee, Alabama when he met and married Grace Cox in 1943. After retiring from the military Bill went to work for Boeing as an engineer. He retired from Boeing after 20 plus years. Bill loved to spend time with his family, working in his yard and playing a round of golf, which he considered a good crisp walk. He never lost his love of flying, photography, or entertaining friends. Visitation Friday, August 10, 2007 from 5:00 PM – 8:00 PM and Saturday, August 11, 2007 from 9:00 AM – 10:45 AM at Bonney-Watson Washington Memorial, 16445 International Blvd., SeaTac Crypstide service 11:00 AM Saturday, August 11, 2007 at the Chapel of Memories, Washington Memorial Park. In lieu of flowers please make donations to the Franciscan Hospice, Tacoma, WA. Please sign the online memorial guestbook at www.bonneywatson.com


High Flight
Oh! I have slipped the surly bonds of earth
And danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings;
Sunward I've climbed, and joined the tumbling mirth
Of sun-split clouds - and done a hundred things
You have not dreamed of - wheeled and soared and swung
High in the sunlit silence. Hov'ring there
I've chased the shouting wind along, and flung
My eager craft through footless halls of air.
Up, up the long delirious, burning blue,
I've topped the windswept heights with easy grace
Where never lark, or even eagle flew -
And, while with silent lifting mind I've trod
The high untresspassed sanctity of space,
Put out my hand and touched the face of God.

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