William Howard
Of Bedford, Ohio has played his final inning of baseball in this world. Bereft of life, he drifted off this floating rock, to traverse space and time to be with his maker, whom blessed his soul with eternal salvation. When his soul was released from worn out body, he was surrounded with love by his loving wife of 47 years, Betty.
He was born in Sarasota Springs, Florida, October 6th, 1939, to Serena Wideman and Walter Howard. He graduated from Middleton High School in 1957 and went off to Allen University. After Allen, he played on several semi-pro baseball teams in Florida, as switch hitting center fielder for which he received several outstanding play recognition awards, before being drafted in the army. He spent 2 years in the service, before leaving and moving to the Cleveland Ohio area, where he met the love of his life Betty Glenn Howard. He was able to find a position at young chemical company, Hukill Chemical, from which he retired after 40+ years of service, after being dubbed the Human Computer. He was a great story teller and loved to joke. He had a big heart and was willing to help anyone he could. He was robust and full of energy as anyone who had the pleasure of spending time with him can attest.
He is survived by his wife, his 2 children, Vincent Charles and Arcelia, his daughter in law Tracy, his grandchildren Michael Roberson, Hunter Howard, Breana Howard Smith, Treyvin William Howard, Christian Howard Smith, Journey Howard, Christopher Moody, Cassady Sanders, and Jaylin Wrigh,t and granddaughter in law Tonja Roberson. He also survived by sister Barbara Reid, and all his wonderful nieces and nephews, his loving friends and extended family members.
He was known as man who loved people, and even with his stature, was very kind and gentle. We will be holding services at 11am Wednesday December 2, 2015 at The Calhoun Funeral Home located at 23000 Rockside Rd., Bedford Heights, OH 44146, where the family will receive friends at 10:30am. Burial will be on Thursday, December 3, at The Ohio Western Reserve National Cemetery at 2pm exact.
Everyone who remembers him is asked to celebrate Bill’s life in their own way; raising a glass in his memory would be appropriate. Instead of flowers, Bill would hope that you will do an unsolicited act of kindness for someone else’s soul in his memory, and those who do not, he wants you to know …”You’re Rude!”