Mr. William Thomas Stromberg

May God bless you and your family in this time of sorrow. Love and prayers always.

Bill loves Major League Baseball . . . especially the Red Sox.

May God bless you and your family in this time of sorrow.He was a good guy

My dad and Bill were great friends, so our family the Davila's and Strombergs became like family. I have many wonderful memories of going camping at Yosemite national park. I loved going to the Strombergs house on New Years day. He always made a really delicious sausage that made me look forward to New Years day. I loved going to the New Years eve party and partying with the Strombergs. I also loved meeting up with my dad and the Strombergs every June at the Carnival in West Covina. Bill will always be in our hearts and memory. Rest in Peace Bill

MY LOVELY POP

There are countless things that I can tell you about Pop. So I will start here. Pop was the greatest brother, husband, uncle, dad, grandfather, great grandfather, father in law, and a great friend. He was the kindest person to anyone he’s ever met. If I didn’t know Pop, I would automatically want to be his friend because of how loving, kind, caring, and thoughtful he was.

Pop is my grandpa. I am so lucky, grateful, and thankful that I got to be part of his life. I don’t know what I would do without him. Pop was a very smart and hardworking person. He taught me many things. He taught me how to be confident and believe in myself. He taught me how to be a kind person. He taught me how to work hard. He taught me to never give up. Without his advice, I wouldn’t be the person I am today.

Pop was always willing to help. If you didn’t know something, just ask Pop. He’ll know. He will teach you. He will make sure you understand. He would always put people in front of him before himself. You could always tell that Pop cared.

Here is something that Pop did whenever I came over to see him and Mom. He sang me and Trin a funny song that we’ve never heard of before. He would always make us laugh. Me, my mom, Trin, Pop, and Mom would always go to Disneyland together. Pop found Disneyland for us. After the time he went, he knew he had to take his kids there. And to this day, we would still go to Disneyland. He always made sure that we felt good.

When Pop was in the hospital, I called my mom who was also at the hospital with him, so that I could talk to Pop. I couldn’t go up to see him because the hospital didn’t allow minors because of Covid. But that’s okay because I did get to talk to him on the phone one last time. And I am so grateful for that. Just to hear his voice. I know that I am going to see you again Pop. So for now, I will wait until that time comes. You will be in my heart always and forever. I love you Pop, with all my heart and soul! Until we meet again!

Uncle Butch - what a kind soul! He always had something profound to say. Always deliberate in his words and actions, wanting to educate and help others. I appreciate every single minute he gave to me unselfishly. You made us all proud to be part of your life.

The nucleus of his beautiful Family! His Legacy lives on.

I love you Uncle Butch and I love you Stromberg Family!! ❤

MY LOVELY POP

There are countless things that I can tell you about Pop. So I will start here. Pop was the greatest brother, husband, uncle, dad, grandfather, great grandfather, father in law, and a great friend. He was the kindest person to anyone he’s ever met. If I didn’t know Pop, I would automatically want to be his friend because of how loving, kind, caring, and thoughtful he was.

Pop is my grandpa. I am so lucky, grateful, and thankful that I got to be part of his life. I don’t know what I would do without him. Pop was a very smart and hardworking person. He taught me many things. He taught me how to be confident and believe in myself. He taught me how to be a kind person. He taught me how to work hard. He taught me to never give up. Without his advice, I wouldn’t be the person I am today.

Pop was always willing to help. If you didn’t know something, just ask Pop. He’ll know. He will teach you. He will make sure you understand. He would always put people in front of him before himself. You could always tell that Pop cared.

Here is something that Pop did whenever I came over to see him and Mom. He sang me and Trin a funny song that we’ve never heard of before. He would always make us laugh. Me, my mom, Trin, Pop, and Mom would always go to Disneyland together. Pop found Disneyland for us. After the time he went, he knew he had to take his kids there. And to this day, we would still go to Disneyland. He always made sure that we felt good.

When Pop was in the hospital, I called my mom who was also at the hospital with him, so that I could talk to Pop. I couldn’t go up to see him because the hospital didn’t allow minors because of Covid. But that’s okay because I did get to talk to him on the phone one last time. And I am so grateful for that. Just to hear his voice. I know that I am going to see you again Pop. So for now, I will wait until that time comes. You will be in my heart always and forever. I love you Pop, with all my heart and soul! Until we meet again!

Uncle Butch took me under his wing when I was a baby and never let go. He always made sure I had my personal values and integrity in check. This saved me a world of hurt in life. He told me once that he was responsible for me and I lived up to that responsibility by living by the best standards I could. I'll see you pretty soon my bud, I celebrate your life and never mourn it! Love Jim

I always looked forward to and cherish the memories of my wonderful family in California visiting us almost yearly as a kid and the many times we made it a point to meet in Tahoe as an adult. Such a terrific person. Love you Unc.

Fifty six years ago I met Bill Stromberg. Very quickly his winning personality let to a close friendship between our families. My family and I will miss Bill vey much. Rest in peace my dear friend.

We love Pop! Trin and Dee

In loving memory of such a good man, I will always remember him with a big smile on his face when he said "hello Magda", he liked to dance, he gave me advise how to eat healthy because I love junk food, always a loving husband, father, grandfather and great-grandfather, he loved his family, we always had so much fun together with Louise, he will always be remember with love in our family. RIP Bill Stromberg

What a wonderful man that touched the lives of so many people. Being kind and sharing his knowledge and wisdom he tried to help others to be healthy and better their lives. He was a smart funny man who would always take the time to sit and chat and give advise on how to better your life. May he rest in peace and his legacy live on forever through his published words friends and family.

Sorrow floods my very being ... Life as I know it disappears ... My broken heart in bits 'n' pieces ... Scatters on a sea of tears ... I pray for strength and consolation ... I gather pieces as I cry ... Your friend ship gathers winds of splendor ...Oh! Glorious sails against blue sky ... Some bits 'n' pieces drift on ebbtide ... They join your wake as you depart ... You sail away, dear friend, to glory ... With bits 'n' pieces of my heart

Pop is pop. He showed me kindness and love like a father; treated me like family even when I am no longer in California. He is one of the person in my life that I respect so much. He always gave me the best advice when I needed. He was always there to talk to. He will always be love and remember for he was awesome and wonderful.

I considered him family. I have great memories of the many camping trips. Truly an awesome person to know. RIP Bill.

A GREAT MAN

A great man left us on Thursday, March 25, 2021.

His name is Bill Stromberg.

He is my wife Jessica's father.

He is my favorite father-in-law.

I am his third favorite son-in-law.

Bill is my teacher. My mentor. My great friend.

Bill taught me the greatest lessons in my life.

He taught me how to be a good man.

He taught me how to be a good husband.

He taught me how to be a good father.

Bill didn't preach to me.

He showed me.

Bill Stromberg is the finest example of decency, integrity, loyalty, kindness and greatness.

He is my finest example of love.

Bill loves his wife, Louise.

He loves his children, Michelle, Année, Erica, Jessica and Brett.

He loves his (9) grandkids and (6) great-grandkids.

Bill loves mankind.

He loves truth.

He loves Bob Dylan and Dire Straits . . . especially Sultans of Swing.

He loves Corvettes, Camaros, Trans Ams, Honda motorcycles, the Philadelphia Eagles, and the Boston Red Sox.

Bill loves helping.

If you need help, Bill is the first person to show up . . . and the last person to leave.

There's no doubt he's helping me now . . . because if he wasn't . . . I wouldn't be able to write this. I'd be completely collapsed in my sorrow.

Thank you, Bill . . . for always holding me up. For always holding our family up. For always lifting us up.

You make everyone you encounter feel special. You make them feel happy. You make them feel better.

Your heart and soul shines so bright that anyone in your presence is radiated by your goodness. Your greatness.

You make life better, Bill Stromberg. You make me better. You make us better.

We love you forever.

❤✝

I first met Bill just after graduating college and starting work at GE in 1973. In short order he became my mentor and one of my best friends. After my leaving GE, we continued to stay in contact. It didn’t matter if it had been a week or a year between calls it always felt like it was only yesterday we had our last conversation. I will miss you Bill.

---DAD---

Bill Stromberg, aka Bill Jester, or as he maybe should've been called: Bill McGuigan, but Dad jokingly referred to himself as "Silly Willy from Phillie" Always a poet. Always my hero. They used to call him Buddy, or for many years, Butch. But he was mostly Pop. He was a great man, husband, father, father-in-law, grandad, uncle, brother. To me--The greatest man on Earth. I loved him (I love him) with every inch of my heart and my soul.

We all loved Bill/Dad/Pop so very much. I'd say we hit the jackpot when it comes to good Dads. Dad left his mark on this planet, without a doubt. He intended to do that because we ALL meant so very much to him. The planet, and all of us in it. He was an engineer, a writer, an artist, and at times, a family consultant; he was a helper, a fixer, a mechanic, a mender, an excellent teacher, a speaker; the kindest, most caring person you ever knew. Dad was intelligent. He had all the answers, all the time. If he didn't, he'd look it up and then make sure we understood it. You could call Dad for any little concern, to discuss politics, or for solutions to daily hurdles, and he'd always tell you just what you needed to know.

Dad was a lot of fun to be around—he could be uninhibited. He'd make us laugh. I loved Dad's many idioms and cute little sayings he'd come up with from his sassy mom or his grandma, like: "I'll give you a licken, jumpin like a chicken!" Dad managed to help us all feel more comfortable in our skin—to be more like him. He knew what to say to make you feel like a million bucks. If you needed Pop, he would be there. He'd drop whatever he had going on and be there for you. He made us feel that whatever was happening in our lives was the most important thing, our concerns were valid, because we mattered a lot to him. To Pop, we ALL mattered so very much.

Dad was the most positive person I had ever met, and his love and positivity were truly infectious! Dad has touched so many people in his 88 years. Many in our family and our circles of friends have stories about their interactions with Pop and will be able to share their stories for years to come. Over the years, many of our friends have said, "I love that guy!" or "He's awesome!" because Pop sincerely cared and acknowledged everyone at every level. When you spoke with Pop, you knew he was listening intently to every word. His sincerity would manifest on his face, in his eyes. You felt safe, loved, respected. I aspire to be more like him. Too often, when we speak, we speak about ourselves, but Pop was so interested in everyone else. He was a lover of life; he was a giver of his wisdom and kindnesses.

Dad had all the answers. I knew I could call him at any time and he would point me in the right direction. He didn't judge, he didn't take sides, he was always thoughtful, considerate, and always fair. He was righteous, and he was just. He looked at the whole big picture, gave us guidance, and assured us that all the answers we needed were within us, that we could and would ultimately make the right decisions. He instilled confidence to go out and do the right thing. To be honest with ourselves, to trust ourselves to make good, solid decisions, to trust ourselves to make the right decisions.

Dad was virtuous. He had virtues to numerous to count. Such as patience (many late nights spent on homework with us kids and even grandkids), he was honest, courageous, perseverant, responsible, hard-working, humble, and a great leader. And he helped to instill values in all of us. Values that will last throughout our and our children's lifetimes.

When I first moved out to California, many moons ago, I was 14 and I was on the wrong track. I was on that path because before him no one ever really said "You are a big being Annee! "You are smart honey!" "You are such a great girl, and you can do anything!" "Stay true to yourself, trust yourself, trust in your abilities, you will make the right decisions!" I needed to hear those things. Children need to hear that. It made all the difference in the world for me and for that, I will be forever grateful.

Dad loved us so much. You could see it in his eyes. He adored us all and we adored him back. I always knew Dad loved me unconditionally--that I was "his girl," like his other four girls, Mom being his number one girl, but we were all special to him for different reasons. I once asked Dad if it was a bit of a bummer having had such an imbalance of girls vs. boys and he said he loved it because he had all of us girls doting on him, which makes a lot sense if you think about it! And Brett was just the icing on the cake for Dad. He had "worked" so hard, for so many years, and, finally, he had his boy, and in his image, with Mom's blue eyes, but Dad's forehead.

I am grateful for the time spent as my Dad's book editor, at least 10 years between the two books. Though I helped my Dad to realize his dream, it was for me a wonderful gift. I got to spend a lot of quality time, learning with my hero .

I am who I am today because of my Dad. I am who I will be tomorrow because of him. I am a better person because of Bill Stromberg. I have my own little family now because of Dad—I would have never met my husband who traveled all the way here from England if it were not for my Dad traveling all the way here from Phillie, so I could. So I am a very lucky girl to have had the greatest Dad in all the world who has given me my most precious of gifts. I have so many beautiful memories of Dad to last throughout my days here on Earth, and the lifetimes of my kids. I AM A LUCKY GIRL and WE ARE A LUCKY FAMILY TO BE ABLE TO HOLD A DAD SO DEAR TO US IN OUR HEARTS, FOREVER.

Until we meet again DAD, I love you, and you will be FOREVER IN MY HEART.

In loving memory of a wonderful husband. I will love you and miss you always.