Let the memory of William be with us forever.
  • 89 years old
  • Born on September 24, 1929 .
  • Passed away on October 21, 2018 .
William ‘Bill’ Donald Crews was born September 24, 1929 in St. Louis, MO and died October 21, 2018 in his home in Creedmoor, NC. 
He graduated from Oklahoma Baptist University (‘57) and worked for SSOE in Toledo, OH, as a structural engineer for 25 years, retiring in 1985. As a retiree, he volunteered building churches in 18 states and 3 foreign countries. 
Predeceased by his parents, Odith and Pearl (Garrison) Crews and sister, Eileen Paule. He is survived by his wife of 63 years, Shirley (Fincher) Crews, and three children: Mark (Cindy) Crews of Cary, NC; Lori (Joe) Anderson of Tewksbury, MA; and Staci (Gregg) Horst of Paradise, PA. Also survived by six grandchildren, Christine (Ivan) Crews Marrone and Cheryl Crews, Katie (Michael) Anderson Sciscenti and Ben Anderson, and Kaylin (Ralph) Horst Means and Nathan Horst, and 3 great-grandsons, Dominic, Paul and Jack Sciscenti. 
In lieu of flowers, Bill requested donations be designated for Mission Trips at Pleasant Grove Baptist Church, 2677 NC Hwy 56, Creedmoor, NC 27522. 
A memorial praise service will be celebrated at the Church on Saturday, October 27, at 11:00am.

Posted by Doreen Cameron on 24th October 2018
Dear Lori & family, We were saddened to hear of the passing of your Dad. The story you shared about your Mom and Dad's first date was priceless. We know you will all be comforted in the days to come with many wonderful memories of his life. We are thinking of you all and pray for God's peace and comfort. Love & Sympathy, Doreen Cameron & Lamar Bishop
Posted by Roger DeGood on 23rd October 2018
Bill was my gateway into the trade. He was the one that Al Samborn “awarded” 10 wet behind the ears youngsters to raise into the work a day world of engineering. They all turned into dedicated professionals each in their own discipline. I owe, to a large extent what ever success I may have had at SSOE to his training and grace. I have thought of him often. That great Architect of the Universe left him with us for a long time, finally readying his place in The a Great House not made with hands, it’s replicas he helped reproduce many times. I honor him and his example. A story I remember. That gang of 10, Young bucks locked into one small room who were at times more interested in throwing erasers, and shooting rubber bands than clip angles and bolt list. Once, when we all knew that he would be out of the office, leaving us to our own devices, a grand battle was planned. Teams were set and supplies gathered. Once Bill left, the tumult was engaged. Now we were on an outside bay on the sixth floor of the LOF building. Full height windows separated us from the outside. Bill was off to a see his dentist whose office was, yup you guessed it, on the sixth floor of the building right across Madison Avenue from our “office”. He had a perfect view of the ensuing carnage. You know, I don’t remember how we all paid for our transgressions, but something must have occurred. Rest in glory, my rabbi RdG

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