f himself as a handyman. He spent many of his working years as a roofer and later owned his own business, Sno-Valley Roofing. His sons worked many of their summers side by side with their father. Bill took much pride in his boys and their learning of his trade. They as a family even re-roofed the Seventh-Day Adventist Church in Fall City. After roofing for many years, Bill with the encouragement of his brother John-Paul, obtained his commercial truck driving license. Bill happily drove dump truck for Lake-Side Industries and Starns Rockery, eventually retiring in the late summer of 2000.
Another of Bill?s passions was baseball. He was a contributor in the start up of Fall City Little League. On the weekends with his three sons, and their friends they led little ole? Fall City to two undefeated seasons. Bill and his All Star team had quite a showing at the annual District 9 tournament at Hartman Park with the first win in Fall City History. Bill continued to coach that team for three more years and then continuing on with Little League even when his boys were grown.
Bill?s love of excitement didn?t end with baseball. He and his family were constantly on the go? up to the pass to play in the snow, finding treasure on the South fork of the Snoqualmie River, hiking Mt. Si, and vacationing at Rosario Beach with their church.
As the boys grew up and started their own families, Bill relished in his new role as grandfather. He rarely missed a sporting event or school function that involved his grandchildren. He loved to have his grandchildren worship Sabbath with him by going to church and having prayer. Their favorite past times after church were visiting the swings at Juanita Beach, and just like when his boys were young, he took his grandchildren to Snoqualmie Summit to play in the snow.
Bill Wetherbee was a man who was loved and respected. He was giving of himself, always available to lend a hand, whether you needed your car worked on, or someone to drive you in the snow. Genuinely spiritual he loved to share his faith with his family and friends. All were welcomed into his home, ?Come on in and have a sit-down?, and as soon as you did, the next question was, ?How art thou'? He loved to tell stories about his childhood and reminisce about Kirkland and Lake Washington High School. He is a man that will be missed greatly, was loved deeply and remembered forever.