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William H. "Will" Milham

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July 12, 2013
Our family will never be the same after the loss of Wil. No words can express the emotions that are felt. To have Wil in our lives has made all of us better people.
A son,brother,uncle,nephew,cousin, friend and teacher...in each role Wil loved with his huge heart. We have been cheated to lose him so early! Thank you Lord for the time we did have with Wil to get to know and love him, Now i ask for you to be with my family and help us through the very sad time.
I loved the drum that Wil beat to. I MISS YOU sweet Wil and will love you forever. Aunt Denelle
July 12, 2013
"It's the little things, the small, everyday occurrences that you'll remember. The laughs, the stories, the smiles. And even though it seems like you can never recover from your loss, it is these very memories that will help push the pain away and bring back the smiles."

My name is Jeff Freyermuth and I had the pleasure and honor of working with Will for 3 years as members of the Panera Bread Management team in Franklin, MA. Will and I became great friends over that time. Will was one of a kind. So sincere, thoughtful, friendly, humble, and always had a positive attitude whatever he did. I remember him and I always talking and how much he loved spending time with his nieces and spoiling them. Will you will never be forgotten and entrenched in our memories for all of eternity. I will certainly miss your jokes and talks that we had of me trying to educate you about football and other sports. You are a great friend. You and your family will always be in my thoughts. Until we meet again my good friend...
July 12, 2013
Dear Billie,

I am so deeply saddened by the loss of your son and best friend. I wish there were words or deeds that could help heal your suffering. I wish I knew God's plans for the tragedies that happen in our lives. But I do know that he gives us each other, to help ease our burdens and suffering. There are so many people who love and care about you. And they are all here for you. Please know that I am here too. To talk, to listen or just a hug. Whatever you need. You are in my thoughts and prayers.

July 09, 2013
Will was a very humble person, he never told me that he wanted much in life. The time I knew him he would always talk about how much he loved his nieces and how he loved to babysit them. It is very unfortunate that Will has passed on, my deepest condolences to the family. I will always remeber Will as the person who pushed me and reminded me to never hold back in life.
July 09, 2013
Will was such a friendly, caring, loving person. He was so kind and giving in everything he did. He loved to laugh and joke, and that is what I loved most about Will. My heart goes out to his family, my deepest condolences.
July 08, 2013
I just found today that you gone and I can't believe it... Why? You left and I didn't get to tell you how much I love you and how much I miss you. I love you soooo much. You were sweet, kind, gentle and sincere. You are gone but the time we spend together I will always keep in my heart and there you will always always be alive! I will always love you!
July 06, 2013
One of my favorite things about Wil was his ability to let everyone be who they were. His thinking was a level beyond typical. He would always make me laugh and bring me back to reality when I was worried or thought I knew the answer by saying things like, "Mom, how do you know?" One of the stories he told me to helped me confirm his though process was as follows. Wil was a truly remarkable man and those of us who knew him received a great and precious gift. I cannot say enough or adequately express exactly how wonderful he is to me, but some of you know.
Who Knows? The Farmer's Son:

Fortune or Misfortune?

One day in late summer, an old farmer was working in his field with his old sick horse. The farmer felt compassion for the horse and desired to lift its burden. So he left his horse loose to go the mountains and live out the rest of its life.

Soon after, neighbors from the nearby village visited, offering their condolences and said, "What a shame. Now your only horse is gone. How unfortunate you are!. You must be very sad. How will you live, work the land, and prosper?" The farmer replied: "Who knows? We shall see".

Two days later the old horse came back now rejuvenated after meandering in the mountainsides while eating the wild grasses. He came back with twelve new younger and healthy horses which followed the old horse into the corral.

Word got out in the village of the old farmer's good fortune and it wasn't long before people stopped by to congratulate the farmer on his good luck. "How fortunate you are!" they exclaimed. You must be very happy!" Again, the farmer softly said, "Who knows? We shall see."

At daybreak on the next morning, the farmer's only son set off to attempt to train the new wild horses, but the farmer's son was thrown to the ground and broke his leg. One by one villagers arrived during the day to bemoan the farmer's latest misfortune. "Oh, what a tragedy! Your son won't be able to help you farm with a broken leg. You'll have to do all the work yourself, How will you survive? You must be very sad". they said. Calmly going about his usual business the farmer answered, "Who knows? We shall see"

Several days later a war broke out. The Emperor's men arrived in the village demanding that young men come with them to be conscripted into the Emperor's army. As it happened the farmer's son was deemed unfit because of his broken leg. "What very good fortune you have!!" the villagers exclaimed as their own young sons were marched away. "You must be very happy." "Who knows? We shall see!", replied the old farmer as he headed off to work his field alone.

As time went on the broken leg healed but the son was left with a slight limp. Again the neighbors came to pay their condolences. "Oh what bad luck. Too bad for you"! But the old farmer simply replied; "Who knows? We shall see."

As it turned out the other young village boys had died in the war and the old farmer and his son were the only able bodied men capable of working the village lands. The old farmer became wealthy and was very generous to the villagers. They said: "Oh how fortunate we are, you must be very happy", to which the old farmer replied, "Who knows? We shall see!"
If anyone feels Wil's presence I would love to hear from you. I am struggling with the unknown and would like to know he's happy.
July 05, 2013
What a wonderful person and family. I'm so lucky I had the chance to meet Will at Chrissy's wedding. He was so nice, friendly and funny. I am so very sorry for this great loss. I will be thinking of you all at this difficult time and sending hugs and prayers your way.
June 29, 2013
To laugh often and much

By Ralph Waldo Emerson

To laugh often and much;
to win the respect of the intelligent people
and the affection of children;
to earn the appreciation of honest critics
and endure the betrayal of false friends;
to appreciate beauty;
to find the best in others;
to leave the world a bit better
whether by a healthy child,
a garden patch, or a redeemed social condition;
to know that one life has breathed easier
because you lived here.
This is to have succeeded.
June 28, 2013
My heart aches for you, I wish I could hug you... Know that I am thinking of you and hope you are managing as well as possible.

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