Bill and family used to stay at my grandparent's cottage in Madison, Ohio back in the 70's. Very nice family and great times on the shores of Lake Erie. Such a friendship was created that my grandparents went out to Bloomsburg to stay at Bill's house.
I was thinking of Bill some years back and wrote him a letter telling him of my grandparent's passing and sharing some tidbits of our lives. I was very pleasantly surprised to receive a phone call from him late one evening and we had a great time catching up and sharing stories. Seems to me he invited me to look him up if I was ever passing through Bloomsburg.
Nice memories all these years later. RIP Bill.
I was just one of Dr. Acierno's undergraduate students at Bloomsburg in the in early 709's. I liked Dr. Acierno and his speech class very much. We were required to do a dramatic reading and I still remember the first half of the “dagger speech” from MacBeth.
Cin cin to a great teacher!!
Is this a dagger which I see before me,
The handle toward my hand? Come, let me clutch thee.
I have thee not, and yet I see thee still.
Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible
To feeling as to sight? Or art thou but
A dagger of the mind, a false creation,
Proceeding from the heat-oppressèd brain?
I see thee yet, in form as palpable
As this which now I draw.
Thou marshall'st me the way that I was going,
And such an instrument I was to use.
Mine eyes are made the fools o' th' other senses,
Or else worth all the rest. I see thee still,
And on thy blade and dudgeon gouts of blood,
Which was not so before. There's no such thing.
It is the bloody business which informs
Thus to mine eyes. Now o'er the one half-world
Nature seems dead, and wicked dreams abuse
The curtained sleep. Witchcraft celebrates
Pale Hecate's offerings, and withered murder,
Alarumed by his sentinel, the wolf,
Whose howl's his watch, thus with his stealthy pace,
With Tarquin's ravishing strides, towards his design
Moves like a ghost. Thou sure and firm-set earth,
Hear not my steps, which way they walk, for fear
Thy very stones prate of my whereabout,
And take the present horror from the time,
Which now suits with it. Whiles I threat, he lives.
Words to the heat of deeds too cold breath gives.
Professor of Accounting
Kelley School of Business
1309 East Tenth Street
Bloomington, IN 47405
Bwana was a great man and I will never forget our times together. He was a true gentleman and I always looked up to him. My sympathies to all of his family members.
Bill was the kindest person I ever knew. I hated to see him leave the apartment. He was a great friend and neighbor.
Your obit tells a wonderful story of your very fulfilling life. It is obvious you have inspired and touched many lives and made many friends. You fought a hard fight and we admire you for your strength and determination.
Be at peace and know that you will be missed.
Vic and Mel
I will cherish each year of friendship and joy we shared. Bill added a spark to the Telethon of Hope. Thanks for your years of volunteer service for the American Cancer Society.
Bill was so kind to us when we were a young family sharing the same apartment wall in the late 1980's in Bloomsburg. I recall him sharing the stories of working at WQED and with Dustin Hoffman. His kind and generous spirit was inspiring. My sincere sympathy to Mrs. Angie Lovoula, Nina & Jerry Tommarello, and all of Bill's family.
Great guy and a great professor who was very involved in the success of students. He provided me with a lot of guidance, experience and many meals while at Bloomsburg.
My sympathy to Ang and the other members of the family. Bill, "So good night unto you . . ."
I was so sorry to hear of Bill's passing. He was always such a good friend to me and my family. He was a genuinely kind person, and always made anyone who knew him feel happier. I will miss him.
Bwanna was our faculty adviser during my time in Lambda Chi Alpha in Bloomsburg State College (now BU) during the years 1972 -1975.He was truly a gentleman and mentor to the young men going through some of the most character shaping years of their lives. He was a relevant man to those who knew him. God Bless Bwanna & may he rest in peace.
Acierno Family, Sorry to hear of your loss, but God gives us hope at Revolution 21:4 "He will wipe out every tear, from there eyes and death wii be no more"
Goodbye, Uncle Bill !
"Dream the impossible dream."
I hope you have found the perfect cast and crew in heaven . . .
You can use my dad or Uncle Vic
Love you ! Ciao for now. Ninakins
Bwana cast me in my first stage role in VISIT TO A SMALL PLANET at Bloomsburg. He later cast me a Pulcinella in THE GREAT MAGICIAN and the title roll in Beckett. He was a director, teacher and friend.
Bill and I have been friends since around 1956 When I dated a friend of his. We lost touch with each other for several years and renewed our friendship in later years. He called to say "good bye" but we weren't home. He left a message. When I got the message I tried to reach him but that was not to be. I knew he was still alive but didn't reach out since it seemed he didn't want to be reached. I loved him so much.
Bill was my very first friend at Central Catholic....what a great career....my very best to his family.
Bill and I worked together at Carnegie Library (Division for the Blind) while in high school. I lived in Greenfield at the time. Very sorry to hear of his passing.