Was in the Air Force with Bill and he was the most influential person on my 4 years. He taught myself and many others the repair techniques required to service the C-130 aircraft. He was a great friend and we traveled the world together servicing those aircraft. Judy, send me a message at oldmanlookingbill@yahoo.com please.

Mr. Pisarrk influenced the Sykes family in many ways. He was a great man with a fantastic legacy. Praying for Mrs. Pisarrk, Kim, and Bill (a.k.a Brother #4). Love you guys.

Well I cannot just think of 1 memory, as Mr. PISAREK knew me since I was about 5 or 6 years old. I was not considered just a best friend to his son but I was his other son and he was and always be pops to me. His son Bill and I were always getting into trouble and pops always was up when Bill got home no matter time of night. And let me tell you if he was standing by the front door you knew you were in trouble. But to Mom, Bill, Kim and the kids you will always be part of my family. I am so sorry for your lose and I love you all.

As the Pisarek family hairstylist my memory is from many years ago. It was Bill and Judy's daughter Kim's wedding day. I showed up to do her hair as well as the bridal party. When Kim's hair was done and she came down the stairs in her wedding gown Bill began to cry. He didn't just tear up, he cried. I remember thinking in that moment that he really loved his family. As the years went on and I grew to really know him it was completely evident always, that Bill really loved his family. I loved that about him. Also if you wanted a really honest opinion you really needed to ask Bill. The way he would say it would always make me laugh. Bill loved to laugh too. I will surely miss him.

I’ve never known anyone who loved his wife as much as Bill loved Judy. He was a devoted husband and father. His mission was to protect and love then all. His grandchildren were everything to him. I never had a conversation with him that wasn’t interesting, educational, or hilarious. Bill let me paint his finger nails when I was a little girl. As tough as he seemed, he was nothing but a big softy. I will miss him dearly.

I was a neighbor of Bills and I am remembering how much he loved to tend to his garden . Each year he would plant different flowers and I am thinking of one year when the path to his front door had red, white and blue flowers. Also Bill loved his sweet pet cats one of them would come our house to visit our dog.