This memorial website was created in memory of my beloved husband, William McGraw, who was a loving husband, devoted father and grandfather, faithful friend and loyal Catholic. We will remember him forever.
When we were raising our kids Bill would lead us in prayer and the rosary every night. Bill would always include, as part of our prayer petitions that we should all pray for the grace of a happy and holy death. Bills own father William had died of tuberculosis when Bill was only 11 years old. He loved his father dearly and watched his father’s death. After Bill left this earth we found the "Prayer for a Happy Death" composed by St John Newman. Since Bill had a great devotion to Cardinal Newman I believe that he knew about this prayer.
Prayer for a Happy Death
My Lord and my Savior, support me in that hour in the strong arms of Thy Sacraments, and by the fresh fragrance of Thy consolations. Let the absolving words be said over me, and the holy oil sign and seal me, and Thy Own Body be my food, and Thy Blood my sprinkling; and let my sweet Mother Mary, breathe on me, and my Angel whisper peace to me, and my glorious Saints ... smile upon me: that in them all and through them all , I may receive the gift of perseverance; and die, as I desire to live, in Thy faith, in Thy Church, in Thy service, and in Thy love. Amen
-St John Newman
This was a favorite prayer of his which he learned and taught his family to say by heart.
The Star of Morn
The star of morn tonight succeeds,
We therefore meekly pray,
May God and all our words and deeds
Keep us from harm this day
May He in love restrain us still
From tones and words of ill
And wrap around and close our eyes
To earth’s absorbing vanities
May wrath and thoughts that gender shame
Ne’re in our breast abide
And painful abstinences tame
Of wanton flesh the pride
So when the weary day is o’er
And night and stillness come once more,
Blameless and clean from spot on earth
We may repeat with reverent mirth
To God the Father glory be
And to His only Son
And to the Holy Spirit, One in Three
While endless ages run.
Tributes
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Bill was very much apart of my life. Onalee and I, colleagues at first, and soon to become great friends, spent many a day strategizing via phone about the many projects in which we were involved. No phone conversation was ever complete without Bill's sage advice and great conversation. Bill seemed to always know that I was on the other end of the line and soon a two way conversation became a conference call! I finally got to meet Bill when he accompanied Onalee to Buffalo. My husband and he got on very well. We went to Niagara Falls on what turned out to be a very grey rainy day. My husband took many pictures that day with his pride and joy a Nikon camera. He had no doubt that those pictures would be great. When they came back from the developer, all were grey with simple shadows of us. Did it really matter? Bill McGraw will be forever a clear memory of my mind's eye-his lovely voice, his sense of humor, his great respect and love for Onalee and his always knowing that the person on the other end of the phone conversation was me-"Onalee is that Bev Malona on the phone?"
I was touched by his kindness. I could see he was a devoted father and husband. Most of all, there was a light coming from his life at that time. He was so happy! It was clearly Bill's Catholic faith which was that light: his life was deep and rich because of Christ.
I had not yet received the blessing of seeing an elderly person going through the spiritual process of preparing for death. Even though I only received a glimpse into Bill's life in that regard, it made an impact on me. In an era when age isn't appreciated by the modern world for the spiritual richness and growth it can provide, it was a blessing in my life to see Bill live out his Catholic faith in that way, and to see Onalee's role in that - even now.
Love and blessings to all the McGraws,
Margaret and Ken
One of my fond memories is that when Onalee and I traveled together by car for EGI work over the years, we'd call Bill as we were leaving to return home and he always asked us if the car doors were locked. I'm sure that he's looking out for Onalee's safety now from heaven!
Love and blessings to all the McGraws.