William

January 10, 1952 ~ May 31, 2020

Born in: Rochester, New York
Resided in: Greece, new York

WIlliam George Laing “Bill”

Greece: Suddenly May 31, 2020 at age 68. Namesake of his grandfathers, William is predeceased by his parents, John Masterton and Janet Bayne Laing.   Survived by his sister, Barbara Laing, brother, John Laing (Susan); nephew, Eric; several cousins, close friends, Pete D’Amico, Nicholas (Lynn) and Mary Benvenuto, Michael Latoski; many neighbors and friends in Scotland and England.

William was a retiree of Pfaudler Inc. and will be deeply missed by all who knew him.

William’s celebration of life will be held at a later date.  In lieu of flowers, contributions may be made to a charity of one’s choice.  For more information and to sign his online guestbook, visit www.meesofamily.com

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  1. William, we are shocked and greatly saddened by your unexpected passing. You were like a brother to both of us. We always enjoyed your company and your humor. You visited us often in Rochester for holidays, parties and dinners. In fact, we said we adopted you after your parents passed. Frequently Lynn made your favorite Yankee Pot Roast Dinner, which you said was just like the pot roast your mother used to make. You visited us in the Florida Keys, Cape Vincent and Hawaii. You were the perfect guest always pitching in to help and bringing your own sleeping bag and towel! When ever we went hiking down by the river we would always run into you on one of your long bike rides. William, our friend of 50 plus years, you will be greatly missed. Sincerely and with love,
    Nicholas and Lynn Benvenuto

  2. William,
    I can’t believe you are really gone. I’m going to miss your voice on holidays when I’d call home and always got to hear how you were doing. You were my parents best friend. Thank you for blessing my parents and I with so many years of your love and kindness even when from a far. I’ll always remember your laugh and pray you are in a better place.
    Love always and forever,
    Alexandra Nicole Benvenuto

  3. Aww Boz…(you’ll always be that to me)…..How lucky we were to have grown up together….and still remained as friends some 60 years later…..thanks for all the wonderful memories….and for picking up that hitchhiker when you were driving me and Ed around on our wedding day…..you were one of a kind….and will remain in my heart forever. I still remember your wedding gift….”Good for two”…..thanks for all of your reunion help in the past…I’ll see you on the flip side, buddy…..

  4. We have lost one of the old gang…one of the best. Bill was a great friend and a huge part of what makes Charlotte a wonderful place to live.We all grew up together..and the memories are something that will always make his family,his friends and me smile forever.
    Goodbye Bill, it was an honor to have known you.

  5. My condolences to the family. We go back many years and have very fun times and fond memories of Bill “Boz.” You will be missed as and Nancy said…see you in the flip side my friend.

  6. My condolences to the family. Bill and I go way back, and had lots of laughs and fond memories. As Nancy said, Bill “Boz,” rest In peace and see you on the flip side.

  7. I was sorry to learn of Bill’s passing. I knew Bill when I also worked at Pfaudler, and after retirement Bill always joined us at our Pfaudler Retirees luncheons. He will be missed.

  8. So sad. . . I always remember what you told me at eighteen when I was afraid our gang was going to be broken up: “But Sue, we’ll all be together again one day on the other side.” It makes me cry to think Bozo is gone so early. Charlotte won’t be the same without him.

  9. My dear friend, I can’t believe you’re gone. You know the old saying… you’re stuck with your family but you choose your friends? You were my friend and my family, you may be gone but I will always hear your voice and see your smiling face. I will miss our hikes, our bike rides, all the concerts we went to, and all the wonderful adventures we had for the last 50 years across this continent. You always had my back! I remember in 1980 we went to the once in a lifetime Picasso exhibit in New York City we waited 2.5 hours just to get in that morning and spent the entire day at the museum. We loved it so much we went back the following day and did it all over again. And I remember the time we watched Reggie Jacksons last career home run in Cleveland in 1987. You climbed 7 high peaks with me, there’s nothing like reaching the summit of a high peak and looking at each other and realizing what we just accomplished, that love and that bond will never be broken. You always had my back. For the past 14 years, we never called each other by our rightful names, you always called me Tahawus (which means cloud splitter in the native tongue and the name was given to Mount Marcy our highest peak which we climbed together). I always called you Lothar the Viking, which is what you were. I will never forget all the times we went to the Eastman Theatre and we always had the same debate about the two large busts, one of Beethoven and one of Mozart and which was which. You were probably right as usual. As the great poet once said, “To live in the heart of those who love you, is not to die.” You will always live in my heart and in my memories. To steal a line from Bruce Springsteen who you brought me to when I was late to the party, “I will meet you further on up the road.” Rest in peace, my beloved brother.

  10. My dear friend, I can’t believe you’re gone. You know the old saying… you’re stuck with your family but you choose your friends? You were my friend and my family, you may be gone but I will always hear your voice and see your smiling face. I will miss our hikes, our bike rides, all the concerts we went to, and all the wonderful adventures we had for the last 50 years across this continent. You always had my back! I remember in 1980 we went to the once in a lifetime Picasso exhibit in New York City we waited 2.5 hours just to get in that morning and spent the entire day at the museum. We loved it so much we went back the following day and did it all over again. And I remember the time we watched Reggie Jacksons last career home run in Cleveland in 1987. You climbed 7 high peaks with me, there’s nothing like reaching the summit of a high peak and looking at each other and realizing what we just accomplished, that love and that bond will never be broken. You always had my back. For the past 14 years, we never called each other by our rightful names, you always called me Tahawus (which means cloud splitter in the native tongue and the name was given to Mount Marcy our highest peak which we climbed together). I always called you Lothar the Viking, which is what you were. I will never forget all the times we went to the Eastman Theatre and we always had the same debate about the two large busts, one of Beethoven and one of Mozart and which was which. You were probably right as usual. As the great poet once said, “To live in the heart of those who love you, is not to die.” You will always live in my heart and in my memories. To steal a line from Bruce Springsteen who you brought me to when I was late to the party, “I will meet you further on up the road.” Rest in peace, my beloved brother. Love Pete “Tahawus” D’amico

  11. Lothar, I will miss our conversations and hikes an d bike rides together. God bless and rest in peace!!!!

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