William J. Deveau

Billy and I went to school together at Saint Mary's, attended the same classrooms, and we lived next door to each other for many years. Hanging out on the stairs of 790 Saratoga Street was a regular event that provided life-long memories. Playing half-ball, the school shenanigans (way too many stories), were just some that come to mind. We managed to bump into each other over the years at wakes or at a function, and it wasn't long before we'd start reminiscing old times. May God Bless you Bill, say hello to your parents for me.