UN MESSAGE DE LA FAMILLE
Good afternoon and thank you for being here. When I asked Father Rodney if I could have a few minutes to honor my dad at his ceremony, I am not sure Father realized how long “a few minutes” really is to a salesman. Hashtag: Time for a Snickers. All kidding aside, I can’t possibly do this man a real service in the short time I have, but I will try to do my best. William Joseph Lomasney was many things to many people including a husband, father, a paw paw and a friend. He was one of the two people that I’ve known longer than any other person on the planet. He gave his children the greatest gift a father can give and that is to love his spouse. He taught me so many things about life including how to swing a golf club, how to change a tire and to just jiggle the handle. But most importantly, he taught me about our Heavenly Father and what it was like to be a true disciple. He lived out his faith on a daily basis. He was the perfect example of what type of father I wanted to be and continue to strive to be. He was my role model, my mentor and really my best friend. I have the utmost respect for him and the way he faced the battles that lay before him. Despite the many obstacles he faced, he always had a smile on his face and enjoyed life to the fullest. He was a fighter; the toughest man I knew… as many of you are aware, he admirably fought Parkinson’s for 26 years. Never once did he complain. He knew no limits and was always up for an adventure…And I think it’s probably pretty obvious where I’m going with this…. My dad was always looking for ways to push the envelope. Like our company Wild Wild West themed Christmas party in 2015 where he insisted on riding the mechanical bull. Funny story and quick side bar- everyone was videoing this exciting “taming of bull”. After his ride was over, which I might add he was very proud of, he asked to see the video, which unbeknownst to him was filmed in slow motion. After watching, his nearly exact words were – “Geez it seemed like the bull was going a lot faster than that”. There was also the time two summers ago, when he thought it would be a good idea to out jump his cheerleader granddaughters on the trampoline – which was certainly no small feat. Or at his Parkinson’s exercise class at Franco’s, when he was instructed to walk from one line on the floor to the next, instead he picked up his walker, carried it and ran to the other side managing to break three rules simultaneously as everyone in the room screamed NOOOO BIIIIIILLLLLL!!!!! He also loved playing hide and go seek, but his version of the game was slightly different than the one we were brought up on – he was always the hider we were always the seeker. The game would generally start when our backs were turned! He’d head out for an unsupervised walk around the neighborhood or the golf course (with or without his walker I might add) and end with security, police, grandchildren and 30 or so neighborhood residents trying to find him… He won more times than he lost… And speaking of winning—many of you know that my dad was often called Slick Willy. I think its suffices to say that if you’ve ever played poker with him, you’d understand exactly how he earned that title as he always wound up with all the poker chips. He was always “All In”. In everything he ever did—he was always All In. In his final hours, he was surrounded by his wife, children, grandchildren and siblings in one of the most heartwarming experiences I have ever had the honor of being a part of. The room was filled with so much love, respect and admiration for a man who lived a good life. Lastly, in one final “Slick willy move”, he waited until we all left the room, our backs were turned, and took that narrow window of opportunity to slip out for one final game of hide and seek…I guess he won that as well. We are all confident he is now in the comforts of heaven, where the yard drains perfectly, his labels are printed to perfection, where every hand is a blackjack, where there are no sand traps or water hazards and there’s no limit on how much whipped cream he can have in his ice cream. Our loss is heavens gain. We love you dad and we will most certainly miss you.

FAMILLE

Jacqueline (Terranova) LomasneyBeloved Wife

Brandon Joseph Lomasney (Kaye)Son

Mary Elizabeth Lomasney Dugas (Paul)Daughter

Stephanie Lynne Lomasney Levert (Martin)Daughter

Allison LomasneyGrandchild

Will LomasneyGrandchild

Brynne LomasneyGrandchild

Beau DugasGrandchild

Bailey DugasGrandchild

Emma DugasGrandchild

Elise LevertGrandchild

Julia LevertGrandchild

Andrew LevertGrandchild

Johnny LomasneyBrother

Henry Louis LomasneyBrother

Grace BauerSister

Michael LomasneyBrother

Betty BorneSister

Mary Jo LorioSister

Bill was also survived by numerous nieces and nephews.

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