Kaul Funeral Home


William George Witinko

May 12, 1944September 6, 2021

William G. Witinko, age 77, passed away Monday, September 6, 2021 at Ambassador Villa Detroit, Michigan. Born May 12, 1944 in Detroit, Michigan. Beloved husband of the late Audrey. Loving father of Cynthia and Deborah Witinko. Proud grandfather to Preston and Grace Witinko-Finch. Loving son of the late Peter and Rose Witinko and dear brother of Richard (Michele) Witinko, Paul (Donna) Witinko, and Robert (Renee) Witinko. Also, survived by many nieces and nephews.

Private services by Kaul Funeral Home. Funeral service for immediate family and friends to be held at Great Lakes National Cemetery, Holly, Michigan.


  • Committal Service

    Tuesday, September 14, 2021


William George Witinko

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Robert Witinko

September 19, 2021

William G. Witinko - He Ran All The Way......

William was a competitive swimmer on the Fitzgerald High School swim team and set many records that stood the test of time for many years before being broken

He decided to leave high school early and enlisted in the Marines to serve his country and received an honorable discharge

He liked to live and drive his motor cycles fast, enjoying the freedom and thrills they gave him along the way....... He Ran All The Way

William was employed at Ford Transmission Plant working in the tool crib and then, went into the construction trades as a brick mason and owned his own dump truck. He bricked many commercial buildings and homes in the Detroit area that still stand today

William enjoyed the thrill of playing the horses at Hazel Park and Northville Downs racetracks winning and losing his share......He Ran All The Way

He married the love of his life; Audrey Baldyga and they lived on McKinnon Street in Roseville. He is survived by his two beloved daughters; Cynthia and Deborah Witinko

His wife, Audrey passed at the young age of 32 in a tragic, motor cycle accident

William battled many challenges in life that led to difficult times for him. But, he was a fighter and fought back with his strong physical and metal toughness.

He wound up living on his own for some time and relied on his own intuition to live the only way he knew.......He Ran All The Way

Thanks to his daughter Deborah; William gained medical care in nursing homes during his later years allowing him to live out his life in a safe environment

We celebrate William's life, as we remember him in our thoughts and prayers until we meet again.....He Ran All The Way!

Scott Witinko

September 16, 2021

Uncle Bill was loved by many and will be missed.

Renee Witinko

September 13, 2021

I have a special memory of Bill that is relatively recent, let’s say within the last five years, Bob and I went to visit Bill at Ambassador and we made arrangements to take him out for the afternoon. Bill enjoyed stepping out of that place as anyone would. This particular time we told Bill we were taking him out for coffee and dessert.
Bill had a sweet tooth like no one I have ever met. I mean Bill could and would eat sweets until the last piece of cake or cookie or ice cream scoop was gone.

So going back to the afternoon outing , we all climbed into Bob’s car and ventured off to Grosse Pointe in fact our destination was Cornwall Bakery .... and as we were driving along Bill said can you put some music on and so we obliged and searched for something nice on the radio and then out of the blue Bill starts singing , and I mean singing along out loud, perhaps it was the Hound Dog Song by Elvis Presley, or it may have been a Christmas Carol, because it was that time of year, but it made us feel good because Bill was happy and he was in his glory and so were we to see how he was enjoying life’s simple pleasures.

To this day, and forever more when I hear “You Ain’t Nothin but a Hound Dog” I will fondly remember my brother-in-law, Bill ❤️

Robert Witinko

September 9, 2021

My brother, William was a talented individual and competitive swimmer at Fitzgerald high school setting swimming records that went unsurpassed for many years. He embraced life and joined the marines after leaving high school and loved riding motorcycles and driving fast cars enjoying the freedom and thrill they provided. William faced many of life's toughest challenges using his strong physical capabilities and tough mindset to overcome and endure in his 77 years of life. He will be sorely, missed by me and his family but, not forgotten as we keep him in our thoughts and prayers until we meet again.

Jim & Kay Laba

September 9, 2021

Hi Everyone, Sorry for the passing of your dear love one (Billy). Something I remember is Bill's engaging smile.
Seems like a hundred years ago, a fun time in my life. I was probably 9 or 10 years old, my cousins would come out to the farm from the city. Sometimes both sides of my parents families would bring their kids out to the farm at the same week or week-end, lots of kids. One thing about, we always had something to eat, each family brought food. And we found a whole bunch of stuff to do. Directing my thoughts to Bill, he was serious when it came to our teams, of throwing sandbags at each other ( paper lunch sacks we filled with loose dirt or sand, probably from the barn yard). Charge the otherside and blast them. Dust and dirt all over, sometimes the only face could be seen by the open eyes afterward. As I remember, Bill was a fierce contender.
We were not only on the ground, but we took to the trees and bombed them with bags. It did not matter what side you were on you hsd to get them. Thing is about kid's, they live in the moment. We used to have ropes in the barn hanging from 35 to 40 feet, one inch rope dangling for hay moving. These ropes made great swings in the hay mow, across a 12 foot opening for machinery storage below. To grab the rope, run and jump, swing across the opening was wild especially if another kid would not let you land, then you would dangle and fall. Bill was really good at this because he had upper body muscle. Once we walked back down the lane, 1 mile to the creek, there we found a giant snapping turtle. We were scared, kid's always having supplies, someone had a sparkler, and twisted it on a stick, and put by the turtle. The turtle quickly snapped on it, smoke and smell was coming off it, but it still hung on. One thing about it, it sure seemed like I got permission to do these kinds of thing's when my cousins came over. I have been blessed and remembering being a kid with the Witenko boy's.