Obituary of Stefan Williams

Obituary Stefan Van Williams, son of Advertis Williams and late Birdie Williams was born in Vietnam on October 20, 1972. Stefan had one sister who proceeded his death Patricia Garrett and a wife, Cindy Williams. To cherish his memory, Stefan leaves: his loving father, Advertis; daughters, Stephanie, Trista (Seth) Julien, RuthAnn (Joseph Zurweller)Karr, Kacey (Evelio) Valdespino; grandchildren, Dominik Jr., Aiden, Myles, Ryan, Gracie, Adriana, Emma, Alyssa, Remi, and Loxley; sister, Dorothy; niece, Danielle; nephew, David (Tonya) Lee; childhood friends, Jabari, Rick, and Sal, and a host of cousins and friends. Stefan was a very happy and outgoing person who could speak to anyone about anything. He always listened and always had stories to tell you. He made you feel comfortable telling him anything and always made you smile on the worse days. He was truly one of a kind and will not be forgotten. He truly loved his family. Loved being a grandfather and spending as much time as he could playing, laughing, and singing. "Misty Morning" Misty mornin', don't see no sun; I know you're out there somewhere having fun. There is one mystery - yea-ea-eah - I just can't express: To give your more, to receive your less. One of my good friend said, in a reggae riddim, "Don't jump in the water, if you can't swim." The power of philosophy - yea-ea-eah - floats through my head Light like a feather, heavy as lead; Light like a feather, heavy as lead, yeah. See no sun! Oh. Time has come, I want you - I want you to straighten out my tomorrow! Uh. I want - I want - I want you - (tomorrow). Oh, wo-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah! I want you to straighten out my (tomorrow)! Misty (morning) mornin', don't see no sun; I know you're out there somewhere having fun. Mysteries I just can't express: How can you ever give your more to receive your less? Like my good friend said, in a reggae riddim: "You can't jump - you can't jump in the water, if you can't swim." I want you (I want you) - I want you to straighten out my today - My tomorrow - my-my-my - my - my (I want you to straighten out my tomorrow). On a misty morning, uh! (I want you to straighten out my tomorrow). Oh-oh oh-oh-oh-oh! (I want you to straighten out my tomorrow) Straighten out my tomorrow - my tomorrow! Need some straightenin' out! (I want you to straighten out my tomorrow) Mist! Mm. (I want) Mist! (you to straighten out my tomorrow) Misty! Oh! (I want you to straighten out my tomorrow) Misty! Oh! (I want you to straighten out my tomorrow) .