Julie Satterlee Zaepfel
Rusty, Jumsy, Cookie, UB, Joker, Huge, Billy and Bill - no matter how you called him, you knew him to be one of those very special people whom God blesses with great capacity to love and serve others before self. Billy was my eldest brother. He was my hero. We had wonderful laugh sessions. Billy not only had a great sense of humor, he had the sharpest wit ever. If you had a worry, he would speak wisdom to you. He was always quick to help anyone with a problem or a need. Billy had a servant’s heart. I miss him terribly. But most of all, that I no longer have the ability to prepare his favorite dessert - our Gram’s bread pudding recipe. Billy called me Puddin’ because I could make it like Gram. Well Billy, you are with Gram now and no doubt enjoying her bread pudding in Heaven. I love you always my brother dear. Not a day will go by that I will not think of you and say a prayer for the repose of your sweet soul. If you’re already in Heaven, there is no doubt that you will ask Our Lord to apply those prayers to someone else. That’s what you did in life - kindness and charity - now you do it in Eternity.