William Myron Kaplan

Remembering Uncle Bill, his keen wit and all-knowing, infectious smile! Ever missed! Bob and Jackie Shapiro

Dear Stefi, Mike and Barbara, I know that it's very hard to lose a father (having already lost a mother). It's hard to lose a friend like Bill (having already lost a close friend like Anita). You may want to know that it's because of me that Anita was in the ocean on Nantucket. I had told her it's a great place to meet guys, so she went. Anita and I were old, good friends. She taught kindergarten and I taught first grade in 1955 at the same school in the East 80's. Bill and I go back to...

I had the opportunity to meet Mr. Kaplan when I worked at Forest Hill Retirement Community. A wonderful man with so much to share. Condolences to his dedicated and loving family. Desiree

I'm just catching up with Bill's passing. He and Anita were friends of Judy and me from 20 years ago, mainly via Anita's painting and the Monterey Peninsula Artists Foundation on Cannery Row. Anita was charming, and Bill was a live wire. We talked jazz and tennis and politics. Together and a little wine, we always had a good time. What a gift of a person, forever energetic and interesting. The world needs more like the two of them.

We were fortunate to sing together in the San Jose Symphonic Chorus, I'll always remember Bill's dry and witty sense of humor when driving to and from Monterey and San Jose. No one fell asleep!

I knew Uncle Bill for 55 years since I married Bob. Alas, we lived on different coasts, so we didn´t see each other often but it was always a great pleasure when we did! He will be remembered always for his ebullient, infectious humor, wit and good nature. We shared a love of travel and enjoyed exchanging stories of his adventures with Aunt Anita and our own. I remember a last lovely dinner with the two of them before they headed off to theater. Then Uncle Bill´s remarks at Mother´s memorial....

So many memories of this wonderful man. Saw him last in NYC with Anita at dinner As they squeezed us in between a Broadway show and a jazz concert. He was a young 93. They were such A lively couple, always interesting, Always intelligent, always amusing. What was their secret?

I miss my wonderful Uncle Bill. My heart goes out to Michael, Barbara, Stephanie, and the whole family.

I only met Bill once at his sister Irma's funeral, but my wife, Holiday (his grandniece), admired him greatly. After reading this obituary, I fully understand why. May his memory be a blessing to you and may we keep the house in Fall.