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William J. Womach
(Bill)
Bill passed away on August 29, 2018. He was
born in Jacksonville, Florida, on January 27, 1943, to
Royal and Irma Womach.
Bill was raised in Grandview, Washington. He excelled
at sports during high school and also played on the Lower
Valley American Legion Baseball team.
After
graduating from High School, he enlisted in the Marines, where he received an award
for Outstanding Marksman of his platoon.
He was an insurance salesman for Mutual of New York,
earning the outstanding sales performance for 1966.
In
the mid-1980s, he joined a network marketing company,
loved the freedom of being his own boss, and enjoyed the
lifestyle it provided for over 30 years! He became one
of the most respected people in the networking industry
as a successful business builder, leader, speaker and
trainer!
Bill was a loving and fun
son, brother, husband, father, step-father, grandfather,
cousin, uncle and friend! He will be missed by all
who knew him.
He is survived by his wife, Judy Womach; brother Robert
Womach, sister Carole Schlotfeldt (Pete); daughter
Angela Womach (Chris Williams); stepdaughter Diane Tate
and stepson Mark Tuschhoff; grandchildren, Hunter Tate,
Danielle Tate, Britton Williams, MyKenna Williams; and
numerous nieces and nephews.
He is preceded in death by his father, Royal Wake Womach,
and his mother, Irma Delores Meyers Womach and his
brother James Womach (Connie).
In June 2002, Bill recorded a
phone conversation he had with his mother. It is about 25
minutes long. He asked her a lot of
questions about her life so that the recording could be shared with
the family! I recently found the cassette and
converted it to the video below. It has been so great to hear
their voices again. I'm so glad he recorded this! Please
excuse the beeps and other noises!
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Comments from family & friends
Little did I
know that when I met Bill, he would
eventually become a second dad in my life.
He literally changed my life forever.
He taught me patience, dedication,
persistence, and work ethic. He was a
true example of telling the truth even when
it was not beneficial or easy to do so.
To watch Bill and Judy always champion the
cause of right and wrong and go to bat for
"the little guy" was something that gave my
heart a feeding for a lifetime. Bill
was not just about "wisdom and
righteousness", however. He had his
mischievous side for sure! I would
love to hear him talk of his Halloween
antics and hear his voice light up at the
joy he had doing whatever he had planned for
the neighborhood kids coming by the house.
He loved emailing me scary videos and would
laugh uncontrollably when they would scare
the heck out of me. Yes, it's things
like this that made him not only wise,
principled and caring, but also A TON OF
FUN! I'm not able to attend his
memorial but I will not end the day without
standing at attention, saying a little
prayer and giving a heartfelt salute to
honor the man who demonstrated so well what
being a man is truly about. I wish
more Americans had the opportunity to learn
from one of the great ones, a man many of us
call a "Hero Named Bill". ~
Jerry (Rome) Batchelor, North Carolina
Bill and I were good friends and
business partners for over 36 years. We had many deep
conversations about God and what we thought Heaven would be like.
Bill always started the phone calls with "How is the weather in
Longview?" Then we'd get on to talking about the important
stuff! We could and did talk about anything and everything. He
was always interested in what I was doing, what I was thinking and
what I had to say during our conversations. He was a true
friend. I miss him and love him. ~ Marilyn T.,
Washington
Bill was a great man; I
will miss him. ~ Pete C., Nevada
My cousin Bill was one of the
most interesting, talented and fun guys I have ever known in my
73 years. He was an honorable man who knew what he
believed and yet he was always open to hearing the other side in
a polite way. His sense of humor and love of a good joke
were unsurpassed. His love of Roy, Irma, Carole, Bob, Jim
and his daughter, Angela, was not measurable. It was total
and complete. His love for Judy, which he expressed many
times, was limitless. A lucky lady she is to have had
that!
A story about Bill
(one of so many I could tell): Irma and her sister's
mother (my Mom) was Grandma Meyers. We called her Toodles.
A more wonderful lady you could not find. Well, Toodles
always wore a blouse, jacket, skirt and those wonderful "old
lady" dress shoes. She also, under her skirt, always wore
a firm corset.
Now, the punch line: When
Grandma Meyers would bend over, Bill was THE absolute master at
goosing her in spite of that corset. She would jump and
yell at him and Bill would just crack that memorable laugh of
his and walk away. Toodles would smile! They both
loved this game! The memory of "the corset goose" has a
legendary place in the lore of the Womach and Allen families.
Bill and I laughed about it until his last day.
The picture of Bill that Judy sent
to me of him on
his boat is exactly the way I want to remember him. It is
framed and in my den. Bill will always be in so many
people's minds and hearts. Certainly in mine. I miss
him every day. God Bless, Cousin Gary
We love you, "Billee", a dear
friend for over 35 years! You and your funny bone will be
missed! ~ Rod & Nancy C., Washington
He was one amazing human being. I am
honored and grateful to call him and Judy
my friends and business partners. He had a great heart
for people with a great sense of humor. I will miss
you, Bill.
Sail on, my friend. ~ Donna R., Pennsylvania
Bill exercised his ability
to entertain with stories and jokes often for our benefit
when we would see him leaning on the rail of his dock across
from our dock, about seventy feet away. He had recall
for all the jokes he had heard.
A joke he told one night has
stayed with me and goes like this:
An old man was walking along
the edge of a pond one evening and saw a colorful little
frog at the waters edge, and instead of hopping in the
water, it remained in its position and looked right up at
the old man and spoke, "Master, if you kiss me I will become
the most beautiful woman you could ever imagine and I'll be
yours forever."
After a short time, the old
man picked up the frog and put it in his breast pocket.
The frog spoke again, with some obvious emotion, "Didn't you
hear what I said?" The old man answered, "Yes, I heard
you but at my age, I'm pretty sure I'd rather have a talking
frog."
It was really funny the way
Bill told it. If I had a better memory, there was a
long list of jokes he share with us. He was a
delightful neighbor and it won't be too long before we see
him in heaven! ~ John D., Poulsbo, Washington
“I’m Free”
Don’t grieve for me, for now I’m free.
I’m following the path God laid for me.
I took his hand when I heard Him call
I turned my back and left it all.
I could not stay another day,
To laugh, to love, to work or play.
Tasks left undone must stay that way
I found that place at the close of day.
If my parting has left a void
Then fill it with remembered joy,
A friendship shared, a laugh, a kiss.
Ah, yes, these things I too will miss.
Be not burdened with times of sorrow,
I wish you the sunshine of tomorrow.
My life’s been full,
I’ve savored much,
Good friends, good times and a loved one’s touch.
Perhaps my time seemed all too brief,
Lift up your heart and share with me
God wanted me now,
He set me free…
