William L. Swain

I was fortunate to have Bill's son, Bill Jr., in my Metal Shop class at Rancho Cotate High School about 45 years ago. I remember being invited to join Bill and his dad on a late night fishing trip to Lake Mendocino. It was the only time I had spent with Bill's dad outside of school events. He was very welcoming and I had a great time. Both Bill's had to clue me in to the nuances of night fishing as it was new to me . When I read the obituary this weekend, I immediately flashed back to our...

Have fond memories of Mr Swain growing up in Rohnert Park. Our families thoughts and prayers are with the Swain family

Sending love from Virginia. I still treasure the time I got to know Uncle Bill better on my trip to San Francisco. I will always remember seeing the sequoia trees with Bill and Jan and him explaining how ground up bark was called gorilla fur. I remember him telling me to never take the same path twice in life. That has stuck with me. I know we didn´t stay in touch well but he was loved by me. I will plant a pecan tree here in Bill´s honor. Not quite a sequoia but a pecan will still get big...

I always looked forward to having a conversation with Uncle Bill at our annual Christmas party. He was the quiet one who always had so much to say. He was kind, thoughtful and I always enjoyed his stories.

Growing up, I thought that if I found someone who loved me even half as much as Uncle Bill loved Auntie Jan, I'd be incredibly lucky. You could see how he much he genuinely loved and adored her, and that their marriage was truly something special.

I’ll miss our...

Bill, I will miss you so much. You were one the kindest, most generous people I know and it has been a joy being your sister in law for all these years.
In loving memory, Marissa