William "Doc" Holliday

Doc lived a life defined by steady work, quiet courage, and perseverance through all seasons. He served as a Police Officer with the New York City Transit Police Department, carrying out his duties with resolve and a deep sense of responsibility—always placing the needs of others before his own.

A man of faith and conviction, Doc was a devout man of God who loved and cared for his family and friends deeply. In the ways that mattered most—showing up, staying present, and giving without hesitation—he was profoundly cherished and beloved.

Doc’s interests reflected both tradition and joy. He was involved with the Knights of Columbus, and music was one of the great threads of his life. As a former drummer for the NYC Transit Police Emerald Society Pipes and Drums, he shared his love of music with the entire family; each of his four grandchildren plays an instrument because of him. His devotion to baseball never faded, either—forever a loyal Brooklyn Dodgers fan. He taught his family how to keep official score and took them to countless Cyclones games over the years, turning ordinary afternoons into lasting memories.

Above all, Doc was there—without fail—for every holiday, birthday, vacation, dance recital, school play, graduation, and important life event. His presence was steady, his love unmistakable, and his legacy will be carried forward in the lives he shaped through selfless devotion and enduring care.

Doc is survived by daughters Carol and Denise; and grandchildren Dina, Erin, Andrew, and Benjamin.

His passing leaves a mark on all of our hearts, but we will focus on the happy times and the memories we were blessed to share throughout his beautiful life… and, to add a little lightness, the fact that he truly had the world’s greatest mustache.

Rest easy, Paga. We love you.