William John "Bill" Watt Jr.

I am very sorry to hear about Bill. Bill took a chance on a kid in high school and hired me back in 92 and I worked for him through high school until my early 20s. I will always remember the laughter and the check in calls "so what´s going on?" Are the guys selling? It always made me laugh. Thoughts and Prayers for the family.

One time when we were visiting them at Fort Worth, he and dad were hunting frogs (for frog legs for lunch) and he caught a water moccasin. He was going to demonstrate how he had seen some of the ranch hands pop the head off them by snapping them like a whip. After a couple of tries, he finally used a shovel.

The summer that Bill stayed with us to help dad with the farming during harvest and he slept in my room across from me and I would wake up in the morning with odd items in my bed. He was throwing them at me because I was snoring!