Name: Memorial Gathering for Roger Weil
Start: 2019-03-01T01:00:00.000Z
End: 2019-03-01T03:00:00.000Z
Location: Duggan's Mission Chapel

Roger Weil
With affection, love, and peace Roger Weil passed away in his sleep on February 12th, 2019. He is survived by his loving children Ray Weil (Leah), Ashley Weil (Clayton), and his grandchildren Addison and Roger "Harrison" Weil. Also by his sisters Carol Wickland, Mary Whippo, and Phyllis Barnett. Preceded in death by his parents Raymond and Marguerette Weil, and his loving wife Shirley "Kelly" Weil.
Roger was born in Oakland, CA on December 20th, 1948. He graduated Sonoma Valley High in 1967. His love of machinery started at 15 years old which then grew into starting his own machine business. In total he proudly worked alongside his father and son for 55 years. Roger was proudly inducted into the SVHS Dragon Hall of Fame for his basketball career in 1966. He also loved to garden, spend hours fishing, and listen to music, and so much more.
A memorial gathering will be held at Duggan's Mission Chapel on Thursday February 28th, 2019 from 5-7 p.m. In lieu of flowers please forward memorial donations to The Sonoma Valley Boosters Club.

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Published by Sonoma Index-Tribune from Feb. 22 to Feb. 26, 2019.

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February 26, 2019

My memories of Roger Weil
I just learned this morning of the passing of my old friend Roger Weil. Roger was my close friend during high school and for several years after we graduated in June 1967.
I remember Roger as a popular student and as a talented athlete. He was also close friends with Bruce Bromley, another popular and talented athlete. The three of us spent a lot of time together. The Weil home was an inviting, convenient place to gather and to plan how to spend our time when we weren't in school. We would spend hours playing wiffle ball in the street, or shooting hoops on the adjustable backboard in the back yard. We would lower the hoop just enough so we could dunk the ball. Bruce was 6' 4, Roger was 6' even and I was 5'6, so the height was usually out of my reach. I learned some creative ways to shoot baskets over the long reach of Bruce & Roger. I would always root for them during the school basketball games. They were both stars of the team and very popular with the students.
In the evenings Roger's parents would welcome us to come inside to have dinner and to watch TV with the family. Roger's grandpa was often there too. Roger's mom was always welcoming and easy to talk to.
I have a lot of wonderful memories of time spent with the Weil family. They invited me to their summer cabin near the Sierra Summit on Hwy 50. When we got older we would go there without the parents and make trips into South Shore for some time at the Casinos.
There were also times spent fishing on Sonoma Creek or trips to the ocean or Tamales Bay. Roger loved to fish; as did his Dad, Raymond. If Roger wasn't at home, I could usually drive down to Sonoma Creek and find him fishing along the river bank.
I also remember spending many hours hanging out in the family garage/shop where we would work on machining parts while listening to football or baseball games on the radio. Roger was very mechanical and spent time tinkering on cars & motorcycles. One time we even started to build a boat from plans that Roger found in a catalogue. We spent a lot of money on materials and devoted many hours to cutting and assembly, but eventually we became discouraged and abandoned the project. We learned a lot about woodwork and we had some fun times trying to figure it out. We also learned that our woodworking skills were limited.
Roger always had cool cars to drive. He started with his parents beautiful Chevy Impala, and then he had a fun, quirky Corvair. He also had a huge T-Bird that was really comfortable. Then there was his old blue pickup that he drove for a long time. That was his ride to take on fishing trips.
A flood of memories come to me: The time we went to Nevada to see his friend, Mike Duarte, who lived in the desert near Carson City. And the time we went to Santa Cruz to see his sister, Carol. I loved Roger's older sisters and his in-laws. They were always fun to be around and were really nice to me. Roger loved to play cards and we would spend hours playing poker and cribbage. His brother-in-law, Chuck, was always a part of our card games. Roger's younger sister, Phyllis, was around much of the time when I was at the Weil home. I always liked her too, but she was a lot younger and mostly was off doing her own thing.
After high school we went to Santa Rosa JC and had a different circle of friends including Ernie Buchbauer and some older friends who had their own places where we could go hang out and party. Roger quit school and started his own machine shop. He hired Ernie and another friend, Paul Owen. I went away to Fresno State College, but always enjoyed coming back to Sonoma and hanging out with Roger & my other old buddies at the machine shop.
Eventually girl friends entered our lives and we saw less of each other. Roger was the best man at my wedding when Kristi & I got married June 30, 1973. About this time Roger bought a really cool, fast Datsun 240Z.
I also vividly remember the vegetable garden he had in his parents back yard, and the prolific worm farm that he had there as well. He always had a ready supply of night crawlers when he wanted to go fishing.
Another thing I almost forgot was the ordeal that Roger had to go through to avoid being drafted into the Viet Nam war. That was a very difficult time for Roger and he was relieved when the judge said he only had to do some service time at a local retirement home to fulfill his responsibility of serving his country.
Kristi & I moved away from Sonoma in 1975 and I lost touch with all my old friends. Roger got married and had a family and I only saw him at one or two high school reunions, but otherwise we led our own separate lives and didn't stay in touch. I cherish those memories and those times together as it helped shape me into the person that I am today. I'm sad to know that he has left us, but he left us with a lot of wonderful memories. He was a handsome, charismatic, and talented dude and I'm glad I was included as one of his many friends.
And, I just remembered that music was an important part of our lives at this time. We learned to play the guitar & banjo and loved listening to and playing old time country & bluegrass music. We dabbled with singing, and writing songs too; but had limited talent in that area. It kept us entertained for hours.

With sympathy,
Wayne Teague

February 26, 2019

Monday, February 25, 2019

My memories of Roger Weil
I just learned this morning of the passing of my old friend Roger Weil. Roger was my close friend during high school and for several years after we graduated in June 1967.
I remember Roger as a popular student and as a talented athlete. He was also close friends with Bruce Bromley, another popular and talented athlete. The three of us spent a lot of time together. The Weil home was an inviting, convenient place to gather and to plan how to spend our time when we weren't in school. We would spend hours playing wiffle ball in the street, or shooting hoops on the adjustable backboard in the back yard. We would lower the hoop just enough so we could dunk the ball. Bruce was 6' 4, Roger was 6' even and I was 5'6, so the height was usually out of my reach. I learned some creative ways to shoot baskets over the long reach of Bruce & Roger. I would always root for them during the school basketball games. They were both stars of the team and very popular with the students.
In the evenings Roger's parents would welcome us to come inside to have dinner and to watch TV with the family. Roger's grandpa was often there too. Roger's mom was always welcoming and easy to talk to.
I have a lot of wonderful memories of time spent with the Weil family. They invited me to their summer cabin near the Sierra Summit on Hwy 50. When we got older we would go there without the parents and make trips into South Shore for some time at the Casinos.
There were also times spent fishing on Sonoma Creek or trips to the ocean or Tamales Bay. Roger loved to fish; as did his Dad, Raymond. If Roger wasn't at home, I could usually drive down to Sonoma Creek and find him fishing along the river bank.
I also remember spending many hours hanging out in the family garage/shop where we would work on machining parts while listening to football or baseball games on the radio. Roger was very mechanical and spent time tinkering on cars & motorcycles. One time we even started to build a boat from plans that Roger found in a catalogue. We spent a lot of money on materials and devoted many hours to cutting and assembly, but eventually we became discouraged and abandoned the project. We learned a lot about woodwork and we had some fun times trying to figure it out. We also learned that our woodworking skills were limited.
Roger always had cool cars to drive. He started with his parents beautiful Chevy Impala, and then he had a fun, quirky Corvair. He also had a huge T-Bird that was really comfortable. Then there was his old blue pickup that he drove for a long time. That was his ride to take on fishing trips.
A flood of memories come to me: The time we went to Nevada to see his friend, Mike Duarte, who lived in the desert near Carson City. And the time we went to Santa Cruz to see his sister, Carol. I loved Roger's older sisters and his in-laws. They were always fun to be around and were really nice to me. Roger loved to play cards and we would spend hours playing poker and cribbage. His brother-in-law, Chuck, was always a part of our card games. Roger's younger sister, Phyllis, was around much of the time when I was at the Weil home. I always liked her too, but she was a lot younger and mostly was off doing her own thing.
After high school we went to Santa Rosa JC and had a different circle of friends including Ernie Buchbauer and some older friends who had their own places where we could go hang out and party. Roger quit school and started his own machine shop. He hired Ernie and another friend, Paul Owen. I went away to Fresno State College, but always enjoyed coming back to Sonoma and hanging out with Roger & my other old buddies at the machine shop.
Eventually girl friends entered our lives and we saw less of each other. Roger was the best man at my wedding when Kristi & I got married June 30, 1973. About this time Roger bought a really cool, fast Datsun 240Z.
I also vividly remember the vegetable garden he had in his parents back yard, and the prolific worm farm that he had there as well. He always had a ready supply of night crawlers when he wanted to go fishing.
Another thing I almost forgot was the ordeal that Roger had to go through to avoid being drafted into the Viet Nam war. That was a very difficult time for Roger and he was relieved when the judge said he only had to do some service time at a local retirement home to fulfill his responsibility of serving his country.
Kristi & I moved away from Sonoma in 1975 and I lost touch with all my old friends. Roger got married and had a family and I only saw him at one or two high school reunions, but otherwise we led our own separate lives and didn't stay in touch. I cherish those memories and those times together as it helped shape me into the person that I am today. I'm sad to know that he has left us, but he left us with a lot of wonderful memories. He was a handsome, charismatic, and talented dude and I'm glad I was included as one of his many friends.
And, I just remembered that music was an important part of our lives at this time. We learned to play the guitar & banjo and loved listening to and playing old time country & bluegrass music. We dabbled with singing, and writing songs too; but had limited talent in that area. It kept us entertained for hours.

With sympathy,
Wayne Teague