Date Of Birth: August 10, 1949
Date Of Death: July 13, 2013
Denver Williams, 63, went to be with the lord on July 13, 2013.
He passed away at home surrounded by his loving family and friends.
Born August 10, 1949. Son of John D. (deceased) and Julia (Arney) Williams
He was a 1969 graduate of Noblesville High School and was a long time employee of Jenn Air.
He is survived by his wife Cheryl of 33 years, son Johnathan, daughter Amber (Stephen) Parker,
his beloved buddy (grandson) Aidyn Parker, sister Pearl Beck, brothers Stephen (Pam) Williams
and Fred (Ann) Williams. As well as several aunts, uncles, nieces and nephews..
A celebration of life will be held at 4 p.m. on August 10, 2013 at Calvary Baptist Church. Corner of
9th and Cherry Street in Noblesville. Brother in law Jim Slinker and Pastor Rick Bell officiating.
Jessica Burgess says
You will be truly missed. I really enjoyed all your stories and all you had to say also always thought you were funny. Family gatherings won’t be the same without you. Love you..
cheryl williams says
Denver, You were a loving and devoted husband, father to our children and friend. I see you in so many things around our home. I miss seeing you sitting in your favorite chair. I hear the echoes of your voice reminding me of things to remember to do…. like adding Ridex on the 18th of every month.
I treasure the times we have had together and think of you when I look at a resemblance or hear someone quote something you had said. I’ll see you on the other side one day. I love you.8
Amber Parker says
Daddy,
I know you were watching me shop at the funeral home, and laughing at me. Probably thinking that girl will shop anywhere! Thank you for “putting up with it” even though I know I got that gene from you. I will miss antiquing and Goodwilling and our random shopping adventures. Also making you go to girl movies. I know you liked those too.lol You were a father like no other. I will never love anyone the way I love you. We fought, we drove each other crazy at times… But I have never doubted your love and devotion. You taught me “you’ve got to stand for something or you’ll fall for anything, ” don’t get too smart for your commen sense, and to do the right thing especially when no one is looking. I will forever remember your dad-isms, traditions, and life lessons. Also that you never finished my butterfly kisses book. I love you Daddy, and I will see you in hopefully 40-70 years:)
Aidyn Parker says
Pappa,
You are always with me. You are very special to me. I hope you have a good day in heaven, and see all of your friends. I miss you. I know you will have a wonderful life in heaven. I hope you have fun running and playing! When I come into heaven, I will play with you:) You are #1! You are a champion! Love, Aidyn<3
Jennifer Kutney says
Denver, you were like a 2nd Father to me as Cheryl is my 2nd Mommy. You sure did live a great life, raised two amazing children (one in which I am blessed to call my best friend), lived out dreams and plans with your loving wife Mommy Cheryl, and walked along side our Lord. Your family introduced God into my life when I was little and I now follow him faithfully. Many of my memories as a child included you and your family in it and I am forever greatful to have had you all in my life. We will see you again soon.
John and Vickie Ammerman says
Dear Cheryl and family, We are very sad to learn of Denver’s passing. You are in our thoughts and prayers.
Kay Bousman says
Dear Cuz,
My thoughts & prayers have been with you for a while now and I do wish I were able to say good-bye to you. Now I am saying good-bye and I know you are at peace, no more pain and I am remembering you just the way I always have. You were always a good person with a big heart and gave of yourself so much and that’s the most special thing that can ever be given. I always enjoyed the times that we shared together because of that. I will miss you very much and the world was a much better place with you in it but I know you are in heaven with others that we have love & lost. If you could please give my Mom a Big Hug & Kiss for me she will return the favor. You will be missed Dearly by those the knew and loved you and I am looking forward to meeting you on the other side one day in the meantime you be the Guardian Angel you always have been and watch over those of us that need to be watched. You have left behind a great and loving family that will carry on the memories of you forever and Cheryl if you ever need anything that we can help with please just call. Love you all. Kay & Dennis xoxoxoxoxoxoxo
charlotte lundy says
I know from my own recent experience, that there are no words that can express the deep loss, that is felt when someone you love leaves the physical body to reside with Jesus. The heart wants what it wants, but the mind tells you all is well with their soul. GOD bless you Cheryl and your Family and know that with Jesus, Denver is no longer in pain, but is bathed in the warm loving arms of our Lord.
Linda Ellis says
Cheryl, I was so sorry to hear about Denver, please know that you are in my thoughts and prayers along with your family. I will call later on to how you are doing, just know that you are loved and have loving kids who are always there for you, you are blessed. I will talk to soon. Love ya cousin Linda Ellis
Johnathan Williams says
Father,
One muses upon how one ought to open a letter to one who was so important. One asks, “how does one quantify an ocean of love,” and “how does one succinctly elaborate upon and honor a life well-lived”? These are not thoughts that we consider often. In love, the first. In measures of time in reflection, the second. However, despite the fact that every day ought to be regarded as such, we generally only give the two time together during monumental times. Now, I reckon, is such a time. I shall be sure to give them mete thought in the future.
Now passes a man, my father, into the long line of my honored ancestry. He lived deeply, uncompromisingly, and simply. He loved good food (and, on occasion, bad food), nature, laughter, good company, modern machinery, comfort, and the sensation of good self-esteem built from hard work that yielded a visible effect. He loved deeply and honestly, keeping to his natural inclination to live life simply and openly, wearing his affection as openly and lightly as he bore his sometimes incendiary opinions. He was a protector and provider, a rough-hewn paladin that I can personally attest, had no issue standing up for what he felt was right in any sense necessary. In a time when so much is artificial, that is, and was, deeply refreshing.
The love that my father and I shared was unusual. It was deep and abiding, yes, which is not necessarily uncommon, but it was of a quiet sort. We, neither of us, required being wordy or loud when allowed to rest our hearts and minds, though he certainly could be loud when involved in a discussion; his stentorian voice still rings in my ears. We traded words infrequently compared to many, but more than any other single phrase, I suppose, a familial “I love you,” was the common verbal currency between us. I suppose if two were to be involved in an exchange of words, there would be few phrases so valuable.
There are phrases and thoughts that I could lay to this digital parchment that are obvious. Will I miss the man? Yes. Do I have stories? Enough to fill lakes with. Have we clashed? Absolutely. Did we have spans of peace? Far more than we had storms. These, however, are truths that are always uttered around times of death. These are unavoidable aspects of the human experience as shared between any number of people that one cares even a whit for.
I will not steep my heart in sorrow, for you rest now in the house of my forebears. I swear to you this, father: I shall live honorably; I shall do my best to do right by your name at all times; I shall leave this world better for having lived in it; I shall carry you in my mind and heart always. Your essence is chiseled into the very marrow of my bones, in the material of the blood that rolls through my heart. If constructs we be, you were my chiefest architect. I love you. Rest well.
J.
Stan Mason says
Cheryl,
I’m sorry to hear about Denver passing away. He always made me feel at ease any time you guys were around. I thank God that some day we will all be together in a place where there will be no suffering, no sickness, and no busy hectic schedules to keep us apart. I love you cuz.