William F. Powell, Jr. Remembrance Service
Hymn “His Eye is on the Sparrow” By Sounds Like Reign
Welcome and Introduction Elaine Powell (daughter)
Poem Tyler Brown (grandson) “Remember Me” By Anthony Dowson
Eulogy Brian Powell (son)
Reflections from Family
Music “You Lift Me Up” By Josh Groban
Scripture Response All - Psalm 23
1 The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want. 2 He maketh me to lie down in green pastures: he leadeth me beside the still waters. 3 He restoreth my soul: he leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his name's sake. 4 Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me. 5 Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies: thou anointest my head with oil; my cup runneth over. 6 Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life: and I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever
Closing Remarks Elaine Powell (daughter)
Music “What a Wonderful World” By Louis Armstrong
When great trees fall, rocks on distant hills shudder, lions hunker down in tall grasses, and even elephants lumber after safety. When great trees fall in forests, small things recoil into silence, their senses eroded beyond fear. When great souls die, the air around us becomes light, rare, sterile. We breathe, briefly. Our eyes, briefly, see with a hurtful clarity. Our memory, suddenly sharpened, examines, gnaws on kind words unsaid, promised walks never taken. Great souls die and our reality, bound to them, takes leave of us. Our souls, dependent upon their nurture, now shrink, wizened. Our minds, formed and informed by their radiance, fall away. We are not so much maddened as reduced to the unutterable ignorance of dark, cold caves. And when great souls die, after a period peace blooms, slowly and always irregularly. Spaces fill with a kind of soothing electric vibration. Our senses, restored, never to be the same, whisper to us. They existed. They existed. We can be. Be and be better. For they existed.
On December, 27, 2020, William Faye Powell Jr, loving father, grandfather, uncle, and brother passed away at age 92.
Bill was born on December 21, 1928 in South Zanesville, Ohio to William Powell Sr. and Lucille Pearl Wright. Raised on a farm in the small town of White Cottage, Bill enjoyed rural life including farming, caring for animals, fishing, and having fun adventures with his five siblings.
He joined The United Brotherhood of Carpenters as a teenager and retired as a Master Craftsman at age 64. He worked for various construction companies throughout his career, however, the years spent working at Sears and Lazarus were the most memorable. His children’s favorite memories of those years were when Sears had a candy counter and Bill would frequently bring home red Swedish fish, chocolate covered cherries, candied fruit slices, and bonbons for them to enjoy. Although he said they were for the kids, Bill (who had an intense sweet tooth) always managed to hide some away for himself.
Bill proudly served in the United States Army from January 1951 to December 1952. He trained at Fort Knox and was stationed in Wolfgang, Germany. He helped build many different structures and worked in the warehouse “Depot.” He said that being in the Army taught him about hard work and fighting for a good cause. Bill often reminisced about how fortunate he was to visit France, Italy, and England during his leave. He felt that traveling opened his eyes to the vast beauty of the world and the endless number of opportunities for those who took initiative.
Bill was married to Nancy Amelia Nimitz from June 24, 1956 to January 11, 1989. Together they raised three daughters, Teresa, Elaine, and Ann, and one son, Brian.
Bill had many talents and passions. In March 1971, he purchased 7 1/2 acres of land in Galena, Ohio and built his dream home of brick which became 4101 Harlem Road. He was the man with the green thumb, and his family enjoyed plentiful gardens of vegetables, fruit, and flowers. Fond memories of his children included eating grapes off the vine, red raspberry and blackberry picking with the big white buckets with blue straps, mushroom hunting, and earning their rite of passage to mow the lawn with the riding mower. Bill also hunted and fished and enjoyed the faithful beagles by his side. He loved music, dancing, photography, making jewelry, and for several years being an usher at the Ohio Theatre, Palace Theatre, Southern Theatre, and the old Veterans’ Memorial Arena.
Bill was a man of few words but of boundless action. He dedicated his life to supporting and caring for his family and didn’t ask for anything in return. All that knew him will have a story to tell of how he assisted with home repairs, helped build something, fixed an appliance, drove you somewhere, used his extensive math skills to advise on finances, and many others. Bill had a delightful sense of humor often telling jokes and ‘pulling your leg’ with imaginative stories. Bill was afflicted with Alzheimer’s disease the last decade of his life. The disease robbed him of his memories and the ability to care for himself. However, until the end he remained happy; making jokes, and caring about others more than he did himself.
Bill was preceded in death by his father, William, and his mother Lucille Pearl, brother Jim, sister Virginia and brothers-in-law Bill Carson and Bob Hartley. He is survived by his four children Teresa, Elaine, Brian (wife Kay), and Ann (husband Jeff), three grandchildren Chelsea, Tyler, and Alex, brother Robert (wife Marylou), sisters Roberta and Wilma (husband Stanley), sister-in-law Rheta, and many cousins, nieces, and nephews.
A private family service will be held at Hill Funeral Home on Saturday, January 9, 2021 at 11:00am with graveside military honors immediately following at Blendon Central Cemetery.
There will also be a live stream video available on Hill Funeral Home’s website - www.hillfuneral.com.
The family would like to extend their deep gratitude to the staff of the Inn at Olentangy Trail and Capital City Hospice for the loving care and support they provided Bill.
In lieu of flowers, please consider donating to the Alzheimer’s Association at www.alz.org in Bill’s memory