William E Masden

One of my first memories of Uncle Billy was when I was about eight and he was 16, I found out I couldn´t marry him. I thought he was a dreamboat. He was one of the kindest people I´ve ever known. He welcomed everyone with a smile and a hug. When I moved to Florida, he took me under his wing and helped me anyway he could. I will miss him. The world has lost one of its finest.

I have wonderful memories of growing up with Billy. He was my uncle, but I always thought of him as a big brother. I remember him when he was in his teens. I thought he was so cool. (Kinda like the Fonz). I didn´t see him much after he and Donna moved to Florida, but I know they were living the dream. I take comfort in knowing they are together again.
Billy and Donna a beautiful Love story.

Such an awesome Man...R.I.P... Billy