Eulogy
Given by Bill's Friend Andy Sand on 7 February, 2004:
I’d like to first
say Thank You to Tom, Ann and Roger, Nancy and Dan, Mr. Birchler and Molly for
providing me the opportunity to say a few words. Since I first met Billy as a
freshman at Ohio State I’ve had the opportunity to spend a lot of quality time
with each of you. And whether it was an Ohio State football game, a trip
to Key West, a visit to Cleveland, a rendezvous in Las Vegas, or numerous visits
to DC and the lake house, you have all treated me, Mindy, and our girls as part
of the Birchler family. For this I am truly grateful. Thank you, and
I love each and every one of you.
How does one
describe Billy? Fortunately, he had a lot of nicknames that help to
describe him. Perhaps his most notable nickname was "The Toe." He
even had Presidential Inaugural license plates that said "The Toe." And
while "The Toe" describes many of Billy’s real and/or questionable
accomplishments on the football field as a young man, it doesn’t describe Billy
as a whole. A second nickname of Billy’s does a better job of describing
Billy: "The Big Chief." Amongst his close friends Billy was truly a big
chief. He was our de facto leader, and in some ways a father figure to
each of us. But perhaps another nickname of Billy’s does the best job of
describing him, "Mr. Wonderful." Billy was wonderful at making you laugh.
He was wonderful at making you smile. Billy was a wonderful whistler.
He had a wonderful wit. He was wonderful at trivia and he was wonderful at
history. He was a wonderful person to talk to on the phone for 2 or 3
hours at a time. Billy was a wonderful friend. And Billy was a wonderful
person. And what made Billy so wonderful? Billy was wonderful because he
was always himself--nothing more, nothing less. Billy was always Billy.
Freshman year in
college Billy was simply being Billy when he flagged me down in the lobby of
Paterson Hall. "Hey Andy," he said. "You’ve got to come over hear
and listen to this song." Billy was taking piano lessons that quarter.
So, I went over and watched as Billy sat down at the piano, and with the
concentration of a master pianist performing at Carnegie Hall, he performed his
number. When he finished, he leaned back, and in a very proud Billy-esque
way he said, "Wasn’t that great!" Billy had just played "Twinkle, Twinkle Star."
Billy was just being Billy.
Now, I have to
admit, sometimes it made me angry when Billy was just being Billy. One of
these occasions was a few years ago, and I’d like to take the time to apologize
now to Billy for being upset. Billy, I’m sorry I got a little jealous and
somewhat angry when you bought Mindy a nicer birthday present than I did!
Billy was also
just being Billy two weeks ago when Iggy, Lila, Ross and I had the opportunity
to visit him in the hospital. And although very ill, he kept his sense of
humor, he kept his pride, and he kept his dignity. And when we left his
room for the last time, Billy was just being Billy when he said "I love you
guys."
We love you too
Billy.