After 19 months of fighting like a Champion, in the ring with Cancer, Chuck Williams, BB1, was taken down at 4:47 pm. Sunday 11-19-17. He lived his life the way he wanted up until his last breath, doing what he loved the most. Being with his brother Jim Williams, at a Car Show.
|Chuck and Penelope|
Chuck was dealing with tremendous pain. He was doing heavy pain meds to try and keep doing what he loved. He was waiting for his Alfa 4C Spider, to arrive from Italy, and had reservations for the Barrett Jackson Car Show in Scottsdale in January. He refused Hospice and got up everyday to do his life. He didn't live to see his beautiful red Alfa, or go to the events he had planned.
|Jim and Chuck|
On Friday November 16th, Jim, against his wishes, drove Chuck to Palm Springs, for an all weekend car show. They enjoyed the pre-show that day and Chuck had fun scooting around in his electric scooter, making jokes and talking to the people. He said to Jim, "did you bring your checkbook bro, you may want to buy something." That night he began to suffer shortness of breath and extreme pain. By morning he was so bad he couldn't talk to me on the phone. They didn't go to the big Saturday car show. Saturday night, Chuck looked and sounded so bad. Chuck said, "I'm going." Jim called 911 and Chuck was admitted to Desert Hospital in Palm Springs. The last thing he said to Jim was, "I guess this is it Bro." Jim, grabbed his shoulders and said, "No this is not it." Chuck was incubated and became unresponsive. He could no longer breath on his own. He had actually drowned in his own fluid.
Chuck's girlfriend of 17 years, Penelope, called me at 9:30 am Sunday morning. She was heading to Palms Springs, from Santa Barbara. I told her I'd leave Laguna Beach and meet her there. Jim met us and took us to ICU see Chuck. He was very yellow, but his beautiful face looked like a much younger man to me. However, his body was very swollen with fluid. His liver had failed and his lungs had filled with 30 pounds of fluid. He would never breath on his own again.
My daughter, Georgia, called and asked to have the phone put up to his ear. She proceeded to give the most heartfelt goodbye to her uncle Chuck. So much so, we all broke down and cried. She asked if her dad, could say goodbye as well. Gene's sincerity and love for his friend of 47 years made as weep even harder. My sister Donna, sent a Beach Boy song "409" and made a little video of his life for us to share. It was thick with emotion in the room, to the point of fainting.
Jim made the call to take him off the life supports. But, my sister Billee Williams, asked us to wait until she got there to say goodbye. When she arrived, she asked us to hold hands around Chuck's bed. With all her Spirit, she prayed, lifting her beloved cousin up into the arms of Jesus. By now, we were all bonded as one loving energy around Chuck, as they removed the breathing tube. Though his heart beat was strong, the morphine slowed it down and after a half hour he let go. He took his last breath surrounded by love.
I woke up this morning with a huge void and sense of loss. Yet, my first impulse was to call Chuck and review the incredible experience. I will miss my Superman everyday. He was like no other. He ran the race and finished a Warrior. Ancient Greeks would say after one died. "Did he live his life with Passion? Not what did he do in his life, or was he successful. If the answer was yes, they would say, "he lived a good life."
Chuck lived a good life. a great life. He was a true Passionology Ninja, here to teach others the real meaning of life. He lived it to the fullest with a smile on his face and a spark in his eye, no matter what was happening in private. We should all live by his example and ask ourselves, "are we living with passion." If the answer is yes, then we can say we are living a good life.
Rest in Peace my Darling Cuz. You will be remembered as being THE GREATEST!!!
Please enjoy a video Memorial of Chucks life. Click on speaker in left corner for music. Click arrow to start and if it stops click to keep pictures moving until you get to the yellow racing car on the track.