William E. Seymour Jr.

Bill was a proud U.S. Veteran, having served in the Navy. He grew up working in his father's garage and ultimately made his career as a highly respected automotive technician--or in his words, "a world class master technician." Bill was an avid NASCAR follower and a Dale Earnhardt fan. He enjoyed all genres of music, above all the songs of the beach known and loved especially by shaggers. It was on April 24, 1999, during Spring SOS, that Bill met Sheila at Ducks and he "pursued her." They were married in 2007, and a brass plate a Ducks reads, "Bill and Sheila met here and kept on dancing." They chose to move to North Myrtle Beach, SC, in 2012. Bill and Sheila treasured the many friendships they made in the Shag community and enjoyed dancing at all the shag clubs. A favorite spot for them both was Saville's on 2nd, where they could be seen either on the dance floor or sitting in "their" corner.

Surviving are his wife, Sheila Nelson Blazer and his daughters, Samantha Jo Seymour and Taylor Danielle Seymour who he loved deeply and of whom he was so proud. Also surviving are his two sisters, Sandra Seymour Turner and DeeVee Seymour Phillips, and his half-sister, Tonya Valena Gansheimer Herring; as well as his step-sons Marshal Blazer, Nathan Blazer and Kyle Blazer, his step-daughter, Adrienne Blazer, and five grandchildren.

The family requests in lieu of flowers memorials be made to the The Hall of Fame Foundation, P.O. Box 4070, North Myrtle Beach, SC 29597.

A celebration of life will be held from 5:00 until 7:00 p.m. on Thursday, April 28, 2022 at Saville's on 2nd.

Eulogy for My Old Man

Nascar, Pepsi Cola, Sonny's Beans, Heinz Genuine Dills and Shaggin' on the Boulevard!

Bill Seymour was a simple man with simple pleasures. He didn't hide who he was from the world; rather, he screamed it from the rooftops (something that I'm certain we all wish we had the courage to do.)

He was a boisterous, flamboyant, live life in the fast lane kind of guy.

He was not at all the type of person we expected would be the love of our mother's life; but that's what he was and, for that, I will love him forever.

Bill came into our lives later in life and had the steepest uphill battle to overcome to win our hearts and our affection. You see, we hadn't had the best experiences with the men in our lives, but we saw how happy he made our mom so we gave him a chance and a chance is all he needed.

He always made an effort to connect with us through sports, movies, life experiences and, of course, through cars. He was always there to help when we were in need…whether it was a broken window motor on an old van or a broken heart that he had no idea how to fix.

That's just the kind of person Bill was--a good man with a good heart, always willing to go the extra mile.

It took me a long time to bring down my wall with Bill. Not because of anything he did or said but because of how wounded I had been by those who came before him. I am so very glad that I did because, by doing so, this man of no relation to me became the father that I never had and for whom I desperately yearned. I love Bill so much and will miss him every day.

You know, it's kind of funny how things work out in life. Here was this man who, against all odds, became so very important to me. He and I had our own language and understanding of one another and I am so very thankful that he came into our lives and happier still that he remained.

He had 6 children (2 biological and 4 by way of marriage.) That's enough to drive any person crazy I suppose, but not Bill. Somehow he found a way to open his heart to us all and make room for everyone.

I will say though, whenever I came to visit he would make a special trip out to this local grocery store to pick up some hand- made, southern style, breakfast sausages that I enjoyed so much and would get a few extra packages for me to bring home. Also, he would always make a trip to pick up some Smithfield's BBQ for dinner at least one night during my visit. Likewise, I would bring him Sonny's baked beans and Heinz Genuine Dill Pickles that he couldn't get in S.C. (though I must admit he looked out for me in that regard more often than I did but, as I am finding out, that is simply part of being a parent).

Yes, I think it is safe to say that I was his favorite :)

I kid, I kid (but not really ;) )

I think, perhaps, Bill made us all feel that special. I will miss my old man and am full of sorrow for my mother who will have to find a new normal without the man of her dreams walking beside her; however, I find comfort in knowing that his presence will always remain and we have had our lives enriched by our experiences with him.

So it is not goodbye; rather, I will see you again later!

Until then, Keep on dancing Shagman!

I Love You!

Your Son,

Nate

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