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William John Fulkerson Born in Salt Lake City, Utah
on November 22, 1950
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| Grieve not,
Nor speak of me with tears But laugh and talk of me As if I were beside you. -- From To Those I love, a poem by Isla Paschal Richardson |
“I guess it's our fault,” Call said.
“We should have shot sooner.”
“I don't want to start thinking about all the things we should have done for this man,” Augustus said. “If you've got the strength to ride, let's get out of here." -- Words spoken over the body of Josh Deets, their hired hand, friend, and companion of many years. From Lonesome Dove, a novel by Larry McMurtry |
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| And though I have the gift of prophecy,
and understand all mysteries, and all knowledge; and though I have all faith, so that I could remove mountains, and have not love, I am nothing. -- The Bible: 1 Corinthians 13:2 |
And God shall wipe away all tears
from their eyes;
and there shall be no more death, neither sorrow, nor crying, neither shall there be any more pain; for the former things are passed away. --The Bible: Revelation 21:4 |
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| We were born before
the wind,
Also younger than the sun; Everybody thought as one, As we sailed into the mystic. -- From Into the Mystic,
a song on the album Moondance, by Van Morrison.
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TO THOSE I LOVE AND THOSE WHO
LOVE ME
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Bill shared the last 22 years of his life with me. I was his best friend, companion, and associate in book selling. He was born in Salt Lake City, Utah, and lived as a child in Denver, Colorado and in San Antonio, Texas. As an adult, he lived in Houston, Texas for many years, where he worked as a bartender. He was also a co-owner and operator of a nursery business for a short time in Houston. Initially, he attended college intending to major in chemistry, a subject he loved to study. In 1991, he began his career as a book seller, after returning to college to study computer science, while he lived in Gulfport, Mississippi. In 1992, he moved to Louisiana, and he earned a Bachelor of Science degree, majoring in animal science, from the University of Southwestern Louisiana in Lafayette, Louisiana, in 1994. He sold books with me on the Internet under the business name of Book Dealers (http://bookdealers.home.mindspring.com/). He and I returned to Texas in October of 2002 and were living in Hitchcock when he died.
Bill is survived by his mother, Mary Virginia Smith Fulkerson and his sister, Patricia Fulkerson Modenbach, both of Gulfport, Mississippi; and his two brothers, James Fulkerson of Cypress, Texas and Gerald Fulkerson of Spring, Texas. His father Elmer James Fulkerson died in 1978.
Bill will be remembered best for his love.
He loved good food, and he was an excellent cook. His favorite food was
beef sirloin steak. He made an awesome cheese cake, occasionally
baked a tasty peach cobbler, and was well known for his delicious chocolate-chip
cookies. He loved animals and never missed an opportunity to pet
one. He loved coffee, cigarettes, and friendly conversations.
He loved chemistry. He knew and told many jokes; he often quoted
Thoreau, Steinbeck, and other famous authors; and he made his friends laugh
with his humorous one-liners. He spoke a little Spanish, knew a little
French, and was educated in Latin. He could identify various plants
by their Latin names, pronouncing the Latin words with a smile on his face.
He neither sang nor danced, but he loved music. He loved to travel,
and he and I visited Mexico and Nevada several times, as well as New Orleans,
and we made one memorable trip driving from Denver, Colorado through South
Dakota, North Dakota, and Wyoming. He loved books and had an innate
good sense of the book-selling business, which served him well. He
was the editor of my self-published book Sell Books on the Internet!,
originally published in 1999 and revised and updated in 2002. He
loved to book hunt, and he and I spent many pleasant hours together while
treasure hunting for books.
| Pictures of Bill with Words He Might Have Said | |
Cute? Yeah, okay, I'm cute -- maybe. But cute isn't everything. I want to be so much more. Getting born was the hard part, and I'm sure it's all going to be a lot easier now that I've mastered the art of sitting up. |
I am so excited! I think I've got it all
figured out.
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"You see this, Santa? It says right here in my Rope 'Em, Cowboy book that all cowboys have to have a pistol." |
I made it to Texas, but I don't like that school
I go to.
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Okay, maybe I didn't grow up to be a cowboy,
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And I can dress up like a cowboy for Halloween. |
Dressing up as a cowboy sure beats wearing a sheet for a toga party at work. |
And then there's this Country & Western bar where I get to dress up like a cowboy every night for work. |
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Tessa and I like to travel. We also went to Mexico and Nevada several times. |
I like to go to the zoo and pet the animals, |
and talk to the camels. |
Of course, riding a motorcycle is great fun! |
But petting a Brahma bull at the
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There's not much better in life than: 1. a good steak dinner at a table with roses 2. a drink of Dewars scotch 3. and a cigarette with coffee afterwards. I don't have any photos for the rest of it,
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What else can I say? I finally got back to Texas after a long sojourn in Cajun country. I am sure Tessa thinks I left too soon, but it was a great life! Adios y vaya con Dios, amigos! |
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The memory of you will be cherished by those who loved you. |
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William Fulkerson & Tessa Hebert |
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