Bill Bell

Bill Bell

Born – perhaps on the peat

In some Scottish retreat

With wife and two children

Scotland was Bill’s home

Across the earth they chose to roam

A painter he was trained to be –

He must have a trade

To cross the sea

A BC Tel employee on the go

A café he started

To make more dough

The Big Scoop where folks could see

Many friendly faces

When drinking coffee or tea

They came from miles around

To enjoy the best food in our town

A volunteer fireman with no pay at all

But at the Club, Bill had a ball

The family decided to sell the café

They moved away

To return another day

When Bill’s heart began to fail

He began to look somewhat pale

When wife, Charlotte passed away

It changed Bill every day

When Carol came into his life

She cared for him with love so pure

We thought it was a new heart cure

He always said ‘I’m feeling fine’

Although Carol gave us a different line.

The road of life always has an end

We always hope it to be another bend

Death comes to all, it won’t go away

Perhaps Bill will be with us another day.

Mel McKinney


On April 3rd, the family held a private gathering in Williams Lake in honour of William Bell. We would like to thank all of the nurses and doctors at Cariboo Memorial Hospital who took care of him over the last few years. To all his friends and acquaintances, thank you for your condolences and support during this difficult time.

Karen, George and Julie Bell