William Potter Garner, 75, a resident of Monrovia, California passed away on Sunday, May 10, 2015 in Pasadena, CA following a brief illness. He was born on July 20, 1939 in East Liverpool, Ohio a son to the late Earl and Beatrice Lillian Potter Garner.
Bill Graduated from East Liverpool High School in 1957, he served for two years in the United States Army and was stationed in Germany. After leaving the service he and several friends traveled to California in 1962 to find work. Bill worked for Stuart Pharmaceutical which became Johnson & Johnson and then later Astra-Zenica. He attended Pasadena City College to extend his education. Bill retired as a Maintenance Supervisor at Stuart Pharmaceutical in 2000.
Bill enjoyed camping, travel, excursion trains, horse racing, 5K “Senior Runs” and the annual Pasadena Rose Parade. Many times he drove his car from California to his home town, stopping to see many interesting parks and historical sites along the way. Bill wanted his one last train ride and came home by train.
He is survived by a brother, Alfred John Suzanne Garner of Toledo, OH and a sister-in-law, Susan Garner Keith of East Palestine, OH; nephews, John A. Garner Vickie of Findlay, OH and Steven L. Garner Alicia of Pittsburgh, PA; great nephews; Ronald Garner and Bradley Garner of Findlay, OH.
In addition to his parents, he was preceded in death by brothers, Leslie Earl Garner on August 3, 1990 and Keith Frank Garner on August 13, 2011.
Services will be held at the Calcutta Chapel of the Martin MacLean Altmeyer Funeral Homes on Saturday, May 23, 2015 at 1:30 P.M. with Pastor Norm Eckert of Beechwood Free Methodist Church officiating. Burial will follow at Riverview Cemetery.
Family will be present to receive friends at the Calcutta Funeral Home on Saturday, May 23. 2015 from 11:30 A.M. up until the time of service
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Alex Schumacher posted on 5/22/15
From the day I was born Bill has always been a part of my life. He may not be blood but I have only known him as "Uncle Bill." He has watched me grow up over these last 29 years and help me become the man I am today. My fondest memories are Christmas mornings. I could always count on Santa Anita shirts, casino chips and beer. All wrapped in his infamous brown paper bag wrapping paper. I will never forget the times at the horse track, seating in the in field and watching him pull three Budweiser's out of his pants. I don't think I ever told him how much he meant to me but I know he knew that I did love him like an uncle. He will be missed but never forgotten.