Memorial created 05-6-2008
William John Kunz III
April 5 1953 - May 20 2003
This online memorial was created in loving memory of William Kunz III, whose life story is told throughout this memorial website. Please sign William's guest book and let us know you came to visit. We will remember Bill forever.
Five years ago, May 20th, my family and this world lost the most amazing, dynamic, rennaisance man. He was the most devoted father in every sense of the word. It wasn't until he came into my life at age six that I went to my first Giants baseball game, my first camping trip, my first fishing trip, my first time skiing...my first everything. He was someone who always knew the answer, even though I always disagreed with him all throughout my teenage years. In the end, he WAS always right. I am thankful that he had a part in shaping who I am today because I think I turned out pretty good! Thanks Dad.
Bill’s purpose in life was to be loved and to love. He loved his family and friends with passion. And he loved life. Most certainly he was my true love and best friend, as well as a devoted father to Martine and Will. And, he was no angel! He always had strong opinions and was stubborn, but had a good sense of right and wrong, and an admirable work ethic at home and office. Bill was the core of my life’s tapestry for almost 19 years and I will be forever grateful. I am sure he is at peace, a white light around him, and remains with us every day.
Will's First Fish!
Memories are the one thing that can never be taken from you. On May 20th, 2003, I lost my best friend who was also the best Dad you could ask for. For the past 5 years not a day has gone by where I don't think about a memory I had with my dad. We shared more than just a love for each other, but a friendship that words couldn't describe. Growing up, sports was my thing and he was there for me every Saturday and Sunday watching me play and coaching on the sidelines. Even when we had night games for baseball at Belmont Marina with the fog rolling in and temperatures in the 50's, Dad was there with his chemo pack on his hip taking down the balls and strikes innning after inning. I feel as if I could write a book on memories with my dad, remembering when he broke his big toe due to kicking a goal post on accident during soccer practice, or when i hit a line drive off his shin while he threw me batting practice. I thank my Dad for everything he has given me and I know he is watching me everyday. I miss you Dad!!
-William John Kunz IV
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