Death is more universal than life, everyone dies but not everyone lives. A. Sachs Bobby Williams was born in California on August 6, 1975 and passed away on October 18, 2008. You will live forever in our memories and hearts.
You had so much to offer the world,
everyone you touched surely knows.
You were my idol, my blood, and my friend,
and so the story goes.
I want to talk with you once more,
I never said goodbye.
I'll sit and wait forever for your call,
as if you haven't died.
I have countless memories with you,
each one I'll cherish more than gold.
I can see your face right now,
too beautifully young to go.
After so many nights together,
So much I've learned from you.
Over and over and over,
You were always so true.
Memorial services were held November 1, 2008 in Oakhurst, California.
If you would like to send his parents something please use the address below. Stories, memories, photos, and more will help them.
Robert and Violet Williams
PO Box 776
Coarsegold, CA 93614
| Josh lenahan |
Almost eight years |
August 8, 2016 |
Another year,
Another tear-
And smile,
For what we had-
And what you gave us.
Everyone saw the potential,
Saw what you had to give.
They warmed themselves by your fire.
You helped them live.
Almost Eight long years ,
Gone by so quickly.
It was hard to see your weakness.
I never saw you sickly.
Were you a rock cracked apart by freezing water?
Or were you the water-
Our hearts the rock?
Still heartbroken if I think.
So I Try to focus on the beauty -
Of your life.
You were always stronger than me.
Yet I would have carried you somehow,
as far as I needed to.
Just to help you out.
If I had another chance.
Yes there are things I would have done.
Just to help you see -
Your future daughter or your son.
I'm a father now- and it's still not possible to see.
The depth of the impact on your parents -
and the grief.
Life is supposed to be beautiful ,
And it's supposed to be long.
I want my kids to outlive me,
It's all still so wrong.
A loss so deep,
And a pain so strong.
I couldn't make sense of it then -
And I can't now.
Sitting in the same place on the beach-
Facing again what I never wanted to see.
I just try to hold on,
to your memory.
A quick flame you lit -
And You helped us see.
I miss you brother
Dear Bobby.
Hi Bobby..So many years have passed since I've seen or spoken to you, yet you remainded in my heart and my mind all along. When I heard the news I couldn't breathe..I went straight to my moms and pulled out the the cards, letters, & pictures you sent years ago. Somehow reading them again made me feel better. We were kids when we met and I wish I would have been able to know the wonderful man you became. I have so many memories..your dad trying to teach me to wake board when Lea and I came to visit - I was a disaster and you didn't laugh like everyone else (well maybe a little). hanging out at the lake, rafting in Yosemite, ours talks late at night falling asleep on the phone and waking up with you still there, your visits to "my desert town" - my heart tatoo on my ankle that you did with indian ink and a needle, track #10 on Brooks and Dunn Brand New Man Cd.. You had such a love for life and I was always so incredibly amazed at how close your family was and the bond you all share. Thank you for being so wonderful to me and for teaching me how to have fun with everything life has to offer and how to love unconditionally, I am a better person for having you in my life all those years ago, and I will remember you always.
Bobby,
So dude I needed to talk to you a bit, it’s been a long time… Words can’t express the way I felt when I heard the news. I was just looking through the pictures of you and the family. I feel so blessed to have been able to share a big part of my life with you. You always treated me like a brother and your Mom and Dad like their own son.
We had so many great times I don’t know where to start… Being pulled doubles on the knee boards trying to spray each other, Kimber fields on the quad and dirt bike, paintball (somehow you got me right between the eyes on the forehead), Sand bowling and driving through fire in Cancun, ping pong, “beer pong”, beer bong (that doubled as a fog horn!) baseball cards, so many nights playing cards, singing “friend in low places” and on and on! “Nuts” as you would say!
You will be missed and will remain in my heart forever.
Love ya Buddy
Merry Christmas
Jamie
Hey buddy, thought I'd have a little talk with you tonight. You've been on my mind and in my heart ever since you left. It's so awful hurtful for me,but I know you're at peace finally and in the grace of God. I often think about you growing up and the things we used to do. Remember when we took the Honda 90 back up in the hills behind Albertson's in the rain when it was wilderness and spooked a deer and a coyote. We were soaking wet and covered with mud. Then I surprised you with that fat wheel. You remember the trip to Coyote Lake with John and UJ and the blast we had on the top of the world. What a camp site! And I'll never forget your championship home run season. I was so proud of you and then on to the All stars.
These are just a couple of thousands of memories I will share on another day!!!!
Love you always, Dad
