William-O'Brien-Obituary

William F. O'Brien Jr.

Leicester, Massachusetts

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Leicester, Massachusetts
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American Cancer Society

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William F. O'Brien, Jr., 66, of 147 White Birch St. died, Thursday, June 19 at his home.He leaves his wife of 43 years, Patricia V. (Pratt) O'Brien; three daughters, Bonnie Lee Briggs of Worcester, Cheryl Ann Patnod and her husband Earl of Worcester, Christine Ann Millett and her husband John of...

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Patricia,
I just learnt of William's passing, and I am so very sorry for your loss. Please feel free to contact me if there is anything I can do for you. My deepest condolescenes.

Auntie Patty, Bonnie,Cheryl, Christine, and Richard:

Please accept our sincerest sympathies on the loss of our very much adored Uncle Billy.

Not only did I have the pleasure of growing up with all of you, I was also fortunate in being able to talk with Billy at Norton Co. for the few years we worked there at the same time.

I will never forget him tapping on my window just to wave hello:)

He will be deeply missed.

Mr & Mrs Gilbert,
We are so sorry to hear of your loss. He will be saddly missed. Our thoughts and prayers are with you in your time of need.

Be Still

Be still like the grass on a melancholy summer day
Be still like desert shrub.

Be calm and you will hear your loved one speak, in the stillness, in the calm, their love resounds.

If you are still this promise I make, you will hear the voice of your loved one helping you along your way.

From the O'Brien Family: We thank all of you so much for all of your expressions of condolences. We are a strong family and we will get through this together. Thank you all again!!!

for my brother bill i will miss your laugh,jokes,and being the best fishing buddy one could have i will miss the awards we had at the end of the season we had so much fun doing that,my self i will miss you more than i can bear but i will be thinking of you every time i go fishing and the faimly picnics the faimly had on holidays.

In My Pocket

I have memories in my pocket.
They rattle among the change.

My memories of you are treasures I carry wherever I go.

They are stored in bits and pieces, parts of a beautiful whole
They give me comfort when I think I am alone.

Yes, I have memories in my pocket, like so much other stuff I keep there.

But of all the treasures I have, it’s the memories of you that are the most precious.

i am sorry to hear of the passing of my cousin billy.

Chris,
Greg and I extend our condolences. Our thoughts and prayers are with you and your family.