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Willard T. Weeks

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1929 - 2011PELHAM, MA – Willard Travell Weeks, 82, an accomplished family physician in Amherst, MA, died of pneumonia on Monday, December 26, 2011, at the Cooley Dickinson Hospital in Northampton, MA. Born on October 16, 1929 in Manhattan to Harold Eastman Weeks, a 1907 electrical...

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I was privileged to be a home caregiver to Dr. Weeks in the last months of his life. He was a gentle man, a man of deep faith, thoughtful and full of love for his wife and family. I really enjoyed reading to him from books on prayer and faith and discussing our thoughts and memories. And who could forget sharing lots of laughter when Barbara joined us! I am so sorry for your loss of such a great husband and father.

Doc was one of the finest gentlemen I have ever known. Some of my grandest days afield were spent with him. See you when I get there, Doc. - Capt. David Bitters, Duxbury, MA

My memories of Willard go back many years to our family visits to Sheffield.My sister Sallie and I loved the time we spent there and all the Travell connections we got to know. We visited Virginia in Lake Placid some years ago but had lost touch over the years. Willard was one of an unusual,gifted and giving family. He will be missed.

My deepest sympathies to the family. Barbara and Willard were among the handful of early supporters of the African American Heritage Trail in the Upper Housatonic Valley, and played an important role in shaping the trail to what it is today. We are so very grateful to both of them. Best regards,

You didn't mention Will's love of gardening; the delicious and healthy bounty from his garden is forever in my memories of Will, along with all the photographs of the fruits of his labor.
Also, there was the summer I was 10 years old and engrossed in the Nancy Drew series. Will's office was robbed and he so gently humored me as I searched around for clues to solve the case. Of course I never found anything but he had an idea that would console me; to this day I clearly recall following...

What a beautifully written memoir of your father. His compassionate nature, contribution to society and inspiration to his children clearly shine through. As a work colleague of yours, Virginia, I did not have the pleasure of ever meeting your father, but I enjoyed hearing stories you would share from time-to-time. I am sure he will be sorely missed. Take care, Karen Gotkin.

Dan and Virginia - I'm very sorry to hear the news about your father. I really enjoyed reading and learning about him, he sounds like a very interesting man who certainly had a wonderful full life. Your obituary and wikipage to honor him and keep and share your many memories is really nice. Thinking of you - Tara (colleague and former student of Dan)

As to the photo in the obituary, I gave my dad that Orvis sweater because I knew he'd like that it had black labs on it. If you look again, you'll see that he found some yarn and sewed over one of the black labs to change it to a yellow lab with a red collar in order to represent one of his dogs named "Butterscotch."

My fondest recollections of Will are of him in his role as "recreation director" for our many outings, and for his priceless remark as we drove in deep snow on the way to ski: "March, sit here, we need the weight in front."