Sincerely, Laura Moore Lamminen
This memorial website was created in memory of our loved one, William Stilwell, 77, born on July 28, 1936 and passed away on April 19, 2014. We will remember him forever. NOTE: IF YOU CHOOSE TO LEAVE A MESSAGE, PLEASE END IT WITH YOUR NAME. THERE IS A TIMELAG ON POSTS AND THE POST APPEARS AS IF IT CAME FROM FRED DANNER BUT, IF YOU ADD YOUR NAME , THIS WILL NOT BE A PROBLEM.
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Phyllis Mosman
Sandy Hunter PhD
I am always grateful to you for what you have done for me. While in the program, I had encountered many challenges and difficulties. You were so supportive of me, which I felt encouraged of. I miss your humour and cheerful slogan. "Hang in there!!" You are the person who have made my life more plentiful. I will remember all of your help, love and care.
Seongjik Lee from Seoul, Korea
Maj Phillip Howell
When I was an elementary teacher at SCAPA Dr. Todd sent Bill out to help me be one of the first to have internet access in my classroom. I loved his crusty ways and his genuine helpfulness. When I came to the university it was always a delight when I heard these words--"Hello Kid." I knew I was in for a round of teasing, coaching or surprises. I'll truly miss those moments and I'm thankful to be able to write this as someone who truly appreciated Bill as the character he was.
Jeanette L. Groth
Barry Chung
Jeff Reese
Love,
Lisa K. Barclay, Ph.D.
I am sure that everyone who knew and worked with you are saddened by your passing but feel blessed to have known you. I feel fortunate to have known you as a colleague and fellow EDP faculty member during my 8 years at UK. I certainly learned a lot of valuable lessons from you. Thanks Bill for wearing those trademark red suspenders, it always brought a smile to me. Thanks for always asking that familiar "You doin OK?" whenever you passed me in the EDP hallway. And I always appreciated that we shared the same vision for moving the EDP faculty into the digital age of electronic communication! I recall vividly the day we had that lengthy hallway conversation about creating listservs and how they could be used even at the national level to improve communication and links between psychology graduate programs across all the specialty areas -- days later, Voila! SPTRAIN. Wherever the afterlife leads you, we hope you will still be keeping an eye out for all of us! Peacefully, Paul BdeM
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Sincerely, Laura Moore Lamminen
Phyllis Mosman
First Impression
I met Bill for the first time when I interviewed for a job in 1978. Bill, Judy Worell, Ray Wilke, and I went to lunch as part of my formal interview. The restaurant was rather noisy by Judy was very professional, doing her best to interview me. Ray appeared to be happy for the free lunch and was quite amiable but every time he said something his teeth whistled. Bill kept interrupting with goofy questions and comments and astonished me with how much he knew about me, my friends, even my home-town. (This was well before Google and I was unnerved by his eerily accurate commentary). Judy was annoyed, Ray's teeth kept whistling, and Bill kept on happily interrupting. I felt like I was in an SNL skit and was becoming progressively more anxious. Bill sensed this and (purposely, I now think) flipped his fork under the table between us. We both dove under the table. I turned to him and he had a huge grin on his face and said, "you having fun yet?" He was just messing with me! I decided to see if I could get him back. I tilted my head toward Ray, touched my teeth and said "you can't just order them out of a catalogue, you have to have them fitted." He hooted, bumped his head on the table, and the two of us were not able to make eye contact for the rest of the lunch. We were like two little boys in church trying not to giggle. We were friends ever since. He often did things like this on first meeting someone and it took me years to figure out what he really meant by it. He wasn't just trying to mess with you, he wanted to say: You can take life seriously without always having to be serious. Thanks for teaching me that, Bill. Fred