This memorial website was created in the memory of our loved one, Willie Edwards who was born on October 23, 1961 and passed away on November 6, 2010. We will remember him forever. Willie's wishes were to donate his organs. All his organs were strong and healthy and went to people in need, a lasting legacy, a gift of life.
Lost in the Woods, Lost in Life.
It is winter, the sun is in hiding, like myself.
Looking for a man, a woman, a road,
something that will lead to safety, or satisfaction.
Missing my baby, my wife, my dog that i never had.
Pleading for water, a cigar, a blanket or a doctor
that will bring me happiness.
Alienated, never to be found.
Profoundly Written by Vincent Edwards
2009
Fred and Ethel was Willie favorite thing for Willie to call us.not mom or pops we had willie in our family for at least 20 years.I remember the day he married my sweetchild he played 18 holes the moring of the wedding he then came to the hotel to get ready we found him in the bar throwing down gin and tonics. I sent him up stairs. to dress. he could not figure out how to button the shirt to his tux so he went out to the hallway and found a woman to help him. It was amazing that he could stand up to marry my daughter. That was just the start Willie was so good to me and always acted like he had miss me so much when he came home from fishing. I think it was for my chicken and noodles or fried chicken. He was so good to us he came to Sacrameto to drive the big truck back to Seattle. He always came when I called for help. I have so many stories I could write all nite. Fred and I loved Willie Man so much .I can say I have not lit any candles but I cried for 3 days you have read the other stories take those times 100 and that was the fun we had . He had a horrible demon in his head that just took over and as much as we tried we could not seem to help.My parnets died a few years back and if there is heaven i can promise you my mother is waiting at the gate for him.Allof our family will miss him so much . He was a good father a great soninlaw He love his boys so much.He went to the games taught the boys all about sports and sportmanship. He has put a hole in my heart that will never go away but we do have Vinnie and Buck to reminds us that he will never forgotten.I do wish my daughter the strenght to love again and never forget her first love.I miss you Willie we love you and wish you could still be with us. I have to sign off as here come the tears again. Good nite Willie love Mom and Pops.
This is a great site and I have appreciated reading the comments and stories. I know that James has tons of stories that start out "This one time, Willie and me....". They shared almost 30 years together, and as Willie would point out he knew all 3 of James' wives. LOL. Guess that is a lot of history for sure.
I could always tell when Willie was on the phone, because he and James would start laughing immediately and talk sports. Even James' voice would change the minute Willie-man called.
The first time I met Willie was when he came out to Montana in 2003. Early spring and I think they had just moved to Boise. James and I weren't married yet and they stayed at James' folks house. After a night of partying, we got home in the wee hours. Part way through the night it started snowing...and snowing...and snowing. James' dad told Willie he was crazy to leave, but leave he did. Took him a couple of hours to drive 20 miles it was so bad. He made it and we laughed about how Willie would recount the road trip home. Even though things would seem to go wrong on his adventures, we would laugh so hard about every twist and turn.
The second time I met Willie personnally was when James, his son and I went out to Boise. I didn't make a very good first impression on Allissa and her family I'm sure. After not eating all day, taking some cold medicine and then started partying immediately...well, let's just say it turned a little ugly. On the comments I listed earlier that at one point in the night, Willie pulled up in the car with James and the kids asking why Alex was laying in the driveway, and James saying no, that's my wife. I didn't remember a whole bunch the next day but apparently I let off a bomb, Willie got a ticket for lighting fireworks in the park and Willie would say for a couple of years later that grass didn't grow where I threw up in their yard in 3 spots.
Willie came out to Montana one other time for St. Patty's Day when our son wasn't quite a year old (2006). He ended up walking home from a bar at 2:00 a.m., befriending another guy I guess out for a stroll. They walked together for about an hour (Willie was lost), but Willie helped the guy by counseling him on his problems. Of course, the way Willie put it was that he wasn't sure if the guy was going to rob him or help him find his hotel so they just kept walking together and talking about the man's troubles. I do honestly believe that Willie helped that guy in some way -- without ever knowing it.
That was one of the best qualities Willie had -- he always made a friend no matter where he was. You always felt like you were important to him. The world has lost a true friend, but the world will never forget him. Peace to you, Willie. You can now rest.
Peace be with Allissa, Buck and Vince -- you will find it whether it is in a story posted on this site, a few memories around a campfire, or writing your own recollections in a journal. Sharing is what brings peace and keeps your loved one close.
