Walter E. Weber

WEBER, Walter E. of Clarence, NY, September 24, 2025. Beloved husband of the late Mary Ann (Wittman); loving father of Mary Jo (Jerry) Sheldon, Nancy (Paul) Alden, Jeff (Sandy) Weber and the late Lynn (late Paul) Spatol; dear grandfather of Jennifer (Jon) Moran, Christopher ( Niki) Perrotta, Kimberly (Mike) O'Brien and Matthew ( Anne-Marie) Sheldon; great grandfather of 8; brother of Albert (Mimi), and the late Frank (late Centa), late William (late Pat) Weber, late Marie (late Frank) Krug. Also survived by many nieces and nephews. Family will be present to receive friends on Monday September 29 from 4-7PM at the PERNA, DENGLER, ROBERTS FUNERAL HOME, 1671 Maple Rd, Williamsville, NY 14221, A Mass of Christian Burial will be celebrated on Tuesday at 8:45AM at St. Gregory the Great RC Church. In lieu of flowers donations in Walt's memory can be made to Hospice Buffalo. Online condolences may be offered at www.denglerrobertsperna williamsville.com

A Reflection by Walter's Grandson, Christopher:

The man I know - Walter Weber - was a son, a brother, a husband, a father, a grandfather, a great-grandfather, and a friend to many.

The man I know was deeply compassionate, not just to some, but to all people he encountered. He was always willing to help - whether it was family, a friend, or even a stranger. Did he have a temper? Yes. But just as quickly as he would heat up, he would cool down - and he would be the first to apologize (if, and only if, he believes he was wrong, lol). Some may say he was a stubborn German - I don’t think any of us disagree with that…the answer is yes! Did he have a crazy streak? Absolutely! He built a 30-foot swingset in the backyard and taught me how to shoot a rifle in the basement at Hopkins. Yes, this is real, with live .22 bullets.

My mother and I lived with grandma and grandpa for many years in my childhood. I can’t thank him enough for taking the time to teach me how to be a man. With my mother, Grandma, Aunt Nancy, Aunt Mary Jo, Carol, and Mrs. Higgins raising me and being present in my life on a daily basis, it was a tall order to balance out all the teachings from the women. But Grandpa always made sure to carve out daily "man time" for just the two of us. He made sure to hold me accountable for my actions while also letting me know it was okay to make mistakes - "don’t be afraid to make them, learn from them, and try not to repeat them." He also taught me to avoid a fight, but to never back down from one if it was something I truly believed in.

Without him, I truly believe I wouldn’t have had the commitment and drive to earn a bachelor’s degree, win multiple baseball and lacrosse championships, or find the courage to open my first business. Little did I know that all those summer days working at the farm weren’t just about learning the value of a hard day’s work - they were life lessons on how to live with integrity and succeed.

His teachings will echo in my mind, and the lives of my friends, the people I work alongside, and the countless others whose paths I’ve crossed. Thank you, Grandpa, for taking the time to teach me.

I would also like to thank both you and Grandma for giving me my faith. Through the years, I never once saw either of you waiver in your commitment to Christianity. You’ve both been role models for our family and for the St. Greg’s community. It makes me so proud to be your grandson.

Lastly, I’m grateful that he can finally truly see how much he has taught me and how I feel about him in my heart, looking down. Thank you, Grandpa, for the support, encouragement, love, and laughter you’ve poured into all of our lives. We are truly honored to have had you leading our family, and to have you as such a huge part of our journey.

I miss you already Grandpa, but I know your love and lessons will stay with me forever.

Love,

Christopher

Grandpa also asked me to share these words with the world - words that reflected how he lived and how he kept trying, no matter what: "God I tried. God I failed. God I tried again. God I failed again. God I tried again."