William Bryant Tyree
September 30, 1981 - October 29, 2019
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Grandson of William Dennis Tyree and Mary Lou Tyree
Grandson of Frederick Christopher Racker and Virginia Woeller Racker
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Will Yum Tyree. From a young age that spelling distinguished Will from his namesake, William Tyree, Grandpa. And it brought a smile from each of us. If at any time I wanted to verify whom I was speaking to online, all I had to do was write the name as he spelled it from the beginning. The name seemed to define him and automatically brought joy. Joy that our special bond remained intact throughout the years.
Will was the middle child of Frank and Pat, having an older sister (Sharon) and a younger brother (Russell); the 6th grandchild of Bill and Mary Lou Tyree, also the middle (Keith, Karen, Sharon, Carrie, Michelle, Will, Tracy, Russell, Allison, Kelly, and Michael). Birth order and circumstances would seem to dictate how Will's life would play out. Or did it? We all have some control of our life's path but life seemed to have a way to lead Will on an unfamiliar road none of us were accustomed to. Sometimes we wanted to rein him in, but then he wouldn't have been Will. One time I was "home" and Mom gave a haircut to another grandson whose hair was already much shorter. On many occasions, Mom privately suggested that Will was way overdue for a haircut but "You don't want to make him sit still, would you?" Thinking to myself, "Why, yes I would. You expected the others to sit still, what makes Will special?"
Will's mom's philosophy was giving math problems to misbehaving children. Would you be surprised to know that Will made a perfect math score on his college entrance exam?
Will, who had many of the same attributes of his aforementioned grandpa, loved to be the center of attention without actually being the one out front. A true dichotomy, enigma, relishing love yet giving out the kind of attention he craved. When the family began unraveling as they often do over time, Will worried about me and tried to help. He was hurting yet he wanted to make my heart less sad. And he did. Just by showing how much he cared. Will instinctively knew I was the one in the family who felt the loss of Grandma on her birthday and the day of her death – May 30th and October 3rd - those were two times of the year I could count on hearing from him. Those two dates almost defined his adult life. His birthday led up to her date of death... He loved pink roses because grandma loved pink roses. Pictures would come when her bush bloomed. He recently offered to dig up that rose bush for me. Unexpectedly time ran short. Will was with Mom countless hours as she patiently hand-stitched with love a quilt that lay atop her casket. He believed he would inherit the quilt. No greater love of family could be found by anyone than Grandma. Mom wouldn't have wanted anyone to have grieved so deep or so long, especially not someone she wouldn't allow to be sad long enough to get a much-needed haircut. Mom would have been most appreciative that her love and spirit lived on not through her heirlooms and prized possessions, but through how she lived, inheriting her unselfish nature. In these times where people tend to think only of themselves, it is a wonderful tribute that her beloved Will would lead the way and have understood that it is the way we make people feel that is important. In his shortened life, he has left a wealthy man, but not as most men define wealth. And no, the quilt would never appear although he would have been content if that had been his only possession, that and his 100+ monkeys! He had offered the quilt to me; evidently he valued seniority! I was grateful for such a grand gesture. I don't think he realized the greatness in his offer. I will be indebted to Will for life for all the things I learned to live without and appreciate more. Genes are not a sole predictor for our choices in life. We develop characteristics that we choose to model. Ummm, I probably would still have enforced Will to sit for that haircut. But Mom was right, no one wanted to see Will sad or hurting—still don't. Mom has been with me because of him these past 18 years and both of them will live on in my heart forever and together!
❤❤ tyFlowers
Will Tyree passed away of acute liver failure at 4:15 am at Vanderbilt Hospital surrounded by family. He was the manager of The Pond in Franklin, TN. He died at 38 Years, 0 Months, 29 Days. His body was cremated and buried with his paternal grandparents.
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William Bryant Tyree was born September 30, 1981. He loved family strongly and valued friendship. He passed peacefully on the morning of October 29th, 2019.
He is remembered as a generous, engaging, and entertaining person, accepting of and interested in everyone he met. He uniquely moved to the beat of a different drummer as evidenced by riding a unicycle or tricycle to work. He was loved by many and will be missed forever. He was extremely competitive in every aspect of his life: soccer, trivia, chess, word games, juggling, family debates, sports, darts, and beard growing. Will graduated from Brentwood High School in 2000 and attended the University of Tennessee. He spent many years in the restaurant field.
Will is survived by his mother & father Patricia Racker Tyree and Frank Tyree of Brentwood, sister Sharon Glenn (Daniel), brother Russell Tyree (Courtney), four nephews - Ty, Todd, and Trey Glenn, and Patton Tyree, niece Ellis Jean Tyree, beloved aunts, uncles, cousins, and his dog Percy. He was predeceased by both sets of grandparents: Mary Lou and William (Bill) Tyree, Virginia (Gini) and Frederick (Fritz) Racker.
~ Online obituary submitted by immediate family
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September 30, 1981 - October 29, 2019
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Grandson of William Dennis Tyree and Mary Lou Tyree
Grandson of Frederick Christopher Racker and Virginia Woeller Racker
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Will Yum Tyree. From a young age that spelling distinguished Will from his namesake, William Tyree, Grandpa. And it brought a smile from each of us. If at any time I wanted to verify whom I was speaking to online, all I had to do was write the name as he spelled it from the beginning. The name seemed to define him and automatically brought joy. Joy that our special bond remained intact throughout the years.
Will was the middle child of Frank and Pat, having an older sister (Sharon) and a younger brother (Russell); the 6th grandchild of Bill and Mary Lou Tyree, also the middle (Keith, Karen, Sharon, Carrie, Michelle, Will, Tracy, Russell, Allison, Kelly, and Michael). Birth order and circumstances would seem to dictate how Will's life would play out. Or did it? We all have some control of our life's path but life seemed to have a way to lead Will on an unfamiliar road none of us were accustomed to. Sometimes we wanted to rein him in, but then he wouldn't have been Will. One time I was "home" and Mom gave a haircut to another grandson whose hair was already much shorter. On many occasions, Mom privately suggested that Will was way overdue for a haircut but "You don't want to make him sit still, would you?" Thinking to myself, "Why, yes I would. You expected the others to sit still, what makes Will special?"
Will's mom's philosophy was giving math problems to misbehaving children. Would you be surprised to know that Will made a perfect math score on his college entrance exam?
Will, who had many of the same attributes of his aforementioned grandpa, loved to be the center of attention without actually being the one out front. A true dichotomy, enigma, relishing love yet giving out the kind of attention he craved. When the family began unraveling as they often do over time, Will worried about me and tried to help. He was hurting yet he wanted to make my heart less sad. And he did. Just by showing how much he cared. Will instinctively knew I was the one in the family who felt the loss of Grandma on her birthday and the day of her death – May 30th and October 3rd - those were two times of the year I could count on hearing from him. Those two dates almost defined his adult life. His birthday led up to her date of death... He loved pink roses because grandma loved pink roses. Pictures would come when her bush bloomed. He recently offered to dig up that rose bush for me. Unexpectedly time ran short. Will was with Mom countless hours as she patiently hand-stitched with love a quilt that lay atop her casket. He believed he would inherit the quilt. No greater love of family could be found by anyone than Grandma. Mom wouldn't have wanted anyone to have grieved so deep or so long, especially not someone she wouldn't allow to be sad long enough to get a much-needed haircut. Mom would have been most appreciative that her love and spirit lived on not through her heirlooms and prized possessions, but through how she lived, inheriting her unselfish nature. In these times where people tend to think only of themselves, it is a wonderful tribute that her beloved Will would lead the way and have understood that it is the way we make people feel that is important. In his shortened life, he has left a wealthy man, but not as most men define wealth. And no, the quilt would never appear although he would have been content if that had been his only possession, that and his 100+ monkeys! He had offered the quilt to me; evidently he valued seniority! I was grateful for such a grand gesture. I don't think he realized the greatness in his offer. I will be indebted to Will for life for all the things I learned to live without and appreciate more. Genes are not a sole predictor for our choices in life. We develop characteristics that we choose to model. Ummm, I probably would still have enforced Will to sit for that haircut. But Mom was right, no one wanted to see Will sad or hurting—still don't. Mom has been with me because of him these past 18 years and both of them will live on in my heart forever and together!
❤❤ tyFlowers
Will Tyree passed away of acute liver failure at 4:15 am at Vanderbilt Hospital surrounded by family. He was the manager of The Pond in Franklin, TN. He died at 38 Years, 0 Months, 29 Days. His body was cremated and buried with his paternal grandparents.
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William Bryant Tyree was born September 30, 1981. He loved family strongly and valued friendship. He passed peacefully on the morning of October 29th, 2019.
He is remembered as a generous, engaging, and entertaining person, accepting of and interested in everyone he met. He uniquely moved to the beat of a different drummer as evidenced by riding a unicycle or tricycle to work. He was loved by many and will be missed forever. He was extremely competitive in every aspect of his life: soccer, trivia, chess, word games, juggling, family debates, sports, darts, and beard growing. Will graduated from Brentwood High School in 2000 and attended the University of Tennessee. He spent many years in the restaurant field.
Will is survived by his mother & father Patricia Racker Tyree and Frank Tyree of Brentwood, sister Sharon Glenn (Daniel), brother Russell Tyree (Courtney), four nephews - Ty, Todd, and Trey Glenn, and Patton Tyree, niece Ellis Jean Tyree, beloved aunts, uncles, cousins, and his dog Percy. He was predeceased by both sets of grandparents: Mary Lou and William (Bill) Tyree, Virginia (Gini) and Frederick (Fritz) Racker.
~ Online obituary submitted by immediate family
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William Bryant Tyree
September 30, 1981 - October 29, 2019
____________
Grandson of William Dennis Tyree and Mary Lou Tyree
Grandson of Frederick Christopher Racker and Virginia Woeller Racker
____________
Will Yum Tyree. From a young age that spelling distinguished Will from his namesake, William Tyree, Grandpa. And it brought a smile from each of us. If at any time I wanted to verify whom I was speaking to online, all I had to do was write the name as he spelled it from the beginning. The name seemed to define him and automatically brought joy. Joy that our special bond remained intact throughout the years.
Will was the middle child of Frank and Pat, having an older sister (Sharon) and a younger brother (Russell); the 6th grandchild of Bill and Mary Lou Tyree, also the middle (Keith, Karen, Sharon, Carrie, Michelle, Will, Tracy, Russell, Allison, Kelly, and Michael). Birth order and circumstances would seem to dictate how Will's life would play out. Or did it? We all have some control of our life's path but life seemed to have a way to lead Will on an unfamiliar road none of us were accustomed to. Sometimes we wanted to rein him in, but then he wouldn't have been Will. One time I was "home" and Mom gave a haircut to another grandson whose hair was already much shorter. On many occasions, Mom privately suggested that Will was way overdue for a haircut but "You don't want to make him sit still, would you?" Thinking to myself, "Why, yes I would. You expected the others to sit still, what makes Will special?"
Will's mom's philosophy was giving math problems to misbehaving children. Would you be surprised to know that Will made a perfect math score on his college entrance exam?
Will, who had many of the same attributes of his aforementioned grandpa, loved to be the center of attention without actually being the one out front. A true dichotomy, enigma, relishing love yet giving out the kind of attention he craved. When the family began unraveling as they often do over time, Will worried about me and tried to help. He was hurting yet he wanted to make my heart less sad. And he did. Just by showing how much he cared. Will instinctively knew I was the one in the family who felt the loss of Grandma on her birthday and the day of her death – May 30th and October 3rd - those were two times of the year I could count on hearing from him. Those two dates almost defined his adult life. His birthday led up to her date of death... He loved pink roses because grandma loved pink roses. Pictures would come when her bush bloomed. He recently offered to dig up that rose bush for me. Unexpectedly time ran short. Will was with Mom countless hours as she patiently hand-stitched with love a quilt that lay atop her casket. He believed he would inherit the quilt. No greater love of family could be found by anyone than Grandma. Mom wouldn't have wanted anyone to have grieved so deep or so long, especially not someone she wouldn't allow to be sad long enough to get a much-needed haircut. Mom would have been most appreciative that her love and spirit lived on not through her heirlooms and prized possessions, but through how she lived, inheriting her unselfish nature. In these times where people tend to think only of themselves, it is a wonderful tribute that her beloved Will would lead the way and have understood that it is the way we make people feel that is important. In his shortened life, he has left a wealthy man, but not as most men define wealth. And no, the quilt would never appear although he would have been content if that had been his only possession, that and his 100+ monkeys! He had offered the quilt to me; evidently he valued seniority! I was grateful for such a grand gesture. I don't think he realized the greatness in his offer. I will be indebted to Will for life for all the things I learned to live without and appreciate more. Genes are not a sole predictor for our choices in life. We develop characteristics that we choose to model. Ummm, I probably would still have enforced Will to sit for that haircut. But Mom was right, no one wanted to see Will sad or hurting—still don't. Mom has been with me because of him these past 18 years and both of them will live on in my heart forever and together!
❤❤ tyFlowers
Will Tyree passed away of acute liver failure at 4:15 am at Vanderbilt Hospital surrounded by family. He was the manager of The Pond in Franklin, TN. He died at 38 Years, 0 Months, 29 Days. His body was cremated and buried with his paternal grandparents.
❤•´*¨'*•✿•*¨'*•❤•❤•´*¨'*•✿•*¨'*•❤•
William Bryant Tyree was born September 30, 1981. He loved family strongly and valued friendship. He passed peacefully on the morning of October 29th, 2019.
He is remembered as a generous, engaging, and entertaining person, accepting of and interested in everyone he met. He uniquely moved to the beat of a different drummer as evidenced by riding a unicycle or tricycle to work. He was loved by many and will be missed forever. He was extremely competitive in every aspect of his life: soccer, trivia, chess, word games, juggling, family debates, sports, darts, and beard growing. Will graduated from Brentwood High School in 2000 and attended the University of Tennessee. He spent many years in the restaurant field.
Will is survived by his mother & father Patricia Racker Tyree and Frank Tyree of Brentwood, sister Sharon Glenn (Daniel), brother Russell Tyree (Courtney), four nephews - Ty, Todd, and Trey Glenn, and Patton Tyree, niece Ellis Jean Tyree, beloved aunts, uncles, cousins, and his dog Percy. He was predeceased by both sets of grandparents: Mary Lou and William (Bill) Tyree, Virginia (Gini) and Frederick (Fritz) Racker.
~ Online obituary submitted by immediate family
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September 30, 1981 - October 29, 2019
____________
Grandson of William Dennis Tyree and Mary Lou Tyree
Grandson of Frederick Christopher Racker and Virginia Woeller Racker
____________
Will Yum Tyree. From a young age that spelling distinguished Will from his namesake, William Tyree, Grandpa. And it brought a smile from each of us. If at any time I wanted to verify whom I was speaking to online, all I had to do was write the name as he spelled it from the beginning. The name seemed to define him and automatically brought joy. Joy that our special bond remained intact throughout the years.
Will was the middle child of Frank and Pat, having an older sister (Sharon) and a younger brother (Russell); the 6th grandchild of Bill and Mary Lou Tyree, also the middle (Keith, Karen, Sharon, Carrie, Michelle, Will, Tracy, Russell, Allison, Kelly, and Michael). Birth order and circumstances would seem to dictate how Will's life would play out. Or did it? We all have some control of our life's path but life seemed to have a way to lead Will on an unfamiliar road none of us were accustomed to. Sometimes we wanted to rein him in, but then he wouldn't have been Will. One time I was "home" and Mom gave a haircut to another grandson whose hair was already much shorter. On many occasions, Mom privately suggested that Will was way overdue for a haircut but "You don't want to make him sit still, would you?" Thinking to myself, "Why, yes I would. You expected the others to sit still, what makes Will special?"
Will's mom's philosophy was giving math problems to misbehaving children. Would you be surprised to know that Will made a perfect math score on his college entrance exam?
Will, who had many of the same attributes of his aforementioned grandpa, loved to be the center of attention without actually being the one out front. A true dichotomy, enigma, relishing love yet giving out the kind of attention he craved. When the family began unraveling as they often do over time, Will worried about me and tried to help. He was hurting yet he wanted to make my heart less sad. And he did. Just by showing how much he cared. Will instinctively knew I was the one in the family who felt the loss of Grandma on her birthday and the day of her death – May 30th and October 3rd - those were two times of the year I could count on hearing from him. Those two dates almost defined his adult life. His birthday led up to her date of death... He loved pink roses because grandma loved pink roses. Pictures would come when her bush bloomed. He recently offered to dig up that rose bush for me. Unexpectedly time ran short. Will was with Mom countless hours as she patiently hand-stitched with love a quilt that lay atop her casket. He believed he would inherit the quilt. No greater love of family could be found by anyone than Grandma. Mom wouldn't have wanted anyone to have grieved so deep or so long, especially not someone she wouldn't allow to be sad long enough to get a much-needed haircut. Mom would have been most appreciative that her love and spirit lived on not through her heirlooms and prized possessions, but through how she lived, inheriting her unselfish nature. In these times where people tend to think only of themselves, it is a wonderful tribute that her beloved Will would lead the way and have understood that it is the way we make people feel that is important. In his shortened life, he has left a wealthy man, but not as most men define wealth. And no, the quilt would never appear although he would have been content if that had been his only possession, that and his 100+ monkeys! He had offered the quilt to me; evidently he valued seniority! I was grateful for such a grand gesture. I don't think he realized the greatness in his offer. I will be indebted to Will for life for all the things I learned to live without and appreciate more. Genes are not a sole predictor for our choices in life. We develop characteristics that we choose to model. Ummm, I probably would still have enforced Will to sit for that haircut. But Mom was right, no one wanted to see Will sad or hurting—still don't. Mom has been with me because of him these past 18 years and both of them will live on in my heart forever and together!
❤❤ tyFlowers
Will Tyree passed away of acute liver failure at 4:15 am at Vanderbilt Hospital surrounded by family. He was the manager of The Pond in Franklin, TN. He died at 38 Years, 0 Months, 29 Days. His body was cremated and buried with his paternal grandparents.
❤•´*¨'*•✿•*¨'*•❤•❤•´*¨'*•✿•*¨'*•❤•
William Bryant Tyree was born September 30, 1981. He loved family strongly and valued friendship. He passed peacefully on the morning of October 29th, 2019.
He is remembered as a generous, engaging, and entertaining person, accepting of and interested in everyone he met. He uniquely moved to the beat of a different drummer as evidenced by riding a unicycle or tricycle to work. He was loved by many and will be missed forever. He was extremely competitive in every aspect of his life: soccer, trivia, chess, word games, juggling, family debates, sports, darts, and beard growing. Will graduated from Brentwood High School in 2000 and attended the University of Tennessee. He spent many years in the restaurant field.
Will is survived by his mother & father Patricia Racker Tyree and Frank Tyree of Brentwood, sister Sharon Glenn (Daniel), brother Russell Tyree (Courtney), four nephews - Ty, Todd, and Trey Glenn, and Patton Tyree, niece Ellis Jean Tyree, beloved aunts, uncles, cousins, and his dog Percy. He was predeceased by both sets of grandparents: Mary Lou and William (Bill) Tyree, Virginia (Gini) and Frederick (Fritz) Racker.
~ Online obituary submitted by immediate family
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