George William Supplee

Our deepest Sympathy to Mrs. Supplee and family. He always directed the choir with such passion and worship.

Mr Supplee,
You were a wonderful and polite gentleman, you always a smile on your face when you walked into the room and you also played the piano so sweetly and I'll miss you so much .. We all love you and miss you?? so keep watching out for us are sweet angel up above .

It was my privilege to have met your Dad & Mum all those years ago when I worked at your Studio, Bonnie. He was a wonderful person and is someone along with your Mum, I will never forget. T
To date he comes to mind whenever I see Indian sweets. My best wishes to you, your Mum, and Tucker, Donny and their families.

Mrs. Supplee and family- what wonderful memories I have of Mr. Supplee- always encouraging even for those of us who could not sing in the choir! He even tried to teach me to play the piano back in 1964! I had a Bible Club and used a recording from CEF to teach my children how to sing- Mr. Supplee so rejoiced in that. I also remember his passion to see music in different cultures and languages while I was serving among the Dayaks a tribal group in Kalimantan, Indonesia. My life was enriched by knowing him and also his beloved wife. My prayers are with you from me and others here at World Team who also went to CIU.

Mrs. Supplee, Tucker, Bonnie, & Donny.....
Thank you for allowing me to be a part of your family for so many years. You will never know the impact that being included in so many of your family functions had on me.....from Bible School at Colonial Heights Baptist Church to riding bikes at the "new" Columbia Bible College.....too many memories to put into words.....I will be praying for your family during this time.....In Christ.....Grace Wallace Brickle

Mr Supplee gave me confidence, a shy missionary kid from India. I loved being in the Ambassador Choir under his leadership. To this day, I still love singing "The Lord Is My Light and My Salvation" and "A Mighty Fortress Is My God."

Mrs.Supplee and Family I was so sorry to read about Mr.Supplee death my thoughts and prayers are with you and the family. We really miss ya'll coming to see us at Cost Cutters .
Carolyn Chavis

Bill Supplee was instrumental in Elouise Renich and I beginning our long journey together (now married 49 years). He was one of the most positive persons I have ever known: fun, always punning and joking, smiling, laughing but always also focused on Jesus Christ as his life. I was in the Ambassador Choir for four years as a student. Later when I was a fellow faculty member with him, I was able to help out by directing the Ambassador Choir for a semester so he could take a sabbatical researching issues in ethnomusicology. So well prepared was the Choir that I only had to wave my hands and beautiful music came out! I had taken a term of choir conducting as an undergrad student (some 10 years earlier) and it worked. What I loved about Bill was his single-mindedness and humility. He was gentle with us all and never broke a "bruised reed" nor quenched a "smoking flax" (Mat 12:20)." Like his Savior, he was infused with love. Like Timothy (from Time, Grk. worth, honor), he was filled with a servant's heart, caring more for the interests of others than his own interests. His legacy will live on in the many lives of students and colleagues, such as myself, who have known and loved him. "For me to live is Christ, and to die is gain."

There aren't enough words and there isn't enough space here for me to express the magnitude of what Mr. Supplee meant to me and to the world around him. He was my next door neighbor and as a little girl I dreamed of getting married in his exquisite back yard. That did not happen, but I still love camellias and azaleas, and a beautiful, fully bloomed camellia can instantly take me back to my childhood home. You couldn't be near the Supplee's without knowing their love for Christ, their love for people, and their love for music. I believe that my sister and I have both pursued music partly due to the Supplees' influence.

Mr. Supplee always had time to talk to a little girl, a preteen, a young woman finding her way. I never felt like I was bothering him. I'm thankful that God put my family in that neighborhood so that I could know and be taught by such a Godly man.