One of the memories of LWW that stands out in my memory is the night many years ago when he call me and said that there was a prowler outside his house and for me to get over there as quickly as possible and to bring my gun. We were living only 3 blocks apart at the time so i rushed over. He met me at the door, grabbed his old shotgun, and out we went to find the prowler. We didn't find him, of course, but it was what happened afterward that brings a laugh every time I think about it. We gave up the chase, he laid his gun against the side of the house .......... and it literally fell apart! The barrel fell off, and it dropped in pieces to the ground. Seldom have I ever laughed so hard! What if we had found the prowler and Willie had shot the gun? Needless to say, the old "smokepole", as he called it, was put into retirement that night.

Willie is certainly among the most memorable people I have ever met, and it was a privilege to have worked with him for those many years. We went our separate ways many years ago, but I often think back on the great times we enjoyed as friends and co-workers. I must admit -- I miss having him in my life. Wherever you are Wilbus, just know that i miss you and love you as a brother.

Tommy Fairchild (50's-70's Oak Ridge Boys pianist)

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