William W. “Bill” Humbert

Woodhull, New York

William W. “Bill” Humbert – 64 – of 4217 Cook Road, Woodhull, NY died Tuesday (June 18, 2024) at St. James Hospital, following a long illness.

Born in Uniontown, PA on November 25, 1959, he was the second son of Albert & Gladys (Bryson) Humbert.

In his younger years, Bill lived in Uniontown, PA, Cleveland, OH, and later resided in Levittown, PA, where he attended Woodrow Wilson High School (later to become Harry S. Truman High School).

He was a Veteran of the US Army and throughout the years resided in several locations, including Uniontown, Pa, Levittown, PA, Cleveland, OH, Mansfield, PA, St. Petersburg, FL and has lived in Woodhull for the past three years.

Over the years, Bill worked as an assistant carpenter and laborer throughout Pennsylvania, Florida and New York State and also worked as a general farm hand. He enjoyed the outdoors and was an avid fisherman, who loved fishing in the ocean, lakes as well as streams.

He was preceded in death by his mother, Gladys L. Humbert of St. Petersburg, who died in March of 2001.

Surviving are his father, Albert M. Humbert, step-mother, Carol Humbert of South Mills, NC; his siblings, Albert G. Humbert of St. Petersburg, FL, Cynthia (Jeff) Kennedy of Columbia Crossroads, PA, Harry (Annette) Humbert of Grovetown, GA, Diane (Richard) Davies of Virginia Beach, VA, Carl (Lisa) Humbert of Seminole, FL and Dale Humbert of St. Petersburg, FL; along with several nieces & nephews.

At Bill’s request there will be no calling hours. Private services will be held at the convenience of the family.

Funeral arrangements are in care of the Dagon Funeral Home, 38 Church St., Hornell, NY.

Bill’s personal request that, in lieu of flowers, memorial contributions in his name be made to Catholic Organization of Orphans or to St. Luke’s Children’s Hospital.

To leave an online condolence or share a memory, visit www.dagonfuneralhome.com.

6 Responses to “William W. “Bill” Humbert”

  1. Albert G Humbert says:

    I will never forget all the hours we had spent talking on the phone over our years. I was glad to be your big brother, Bill. I will miss you very much, and you will not be forgotten easily, I loved you so much. Rest In Eternal Peace, and I am glad you are now, with our beloved mother.

  2. Daniel taber says:

    Bill was a nice guy and a good friend he love to fish and spend time with his friends. And having a good time with people he love. Bill has been a friend of my since childhood. And I’m going to miss him alot but we will meet again on the other side. If people knew the real Bill. He had a good heart and would help anyone I love him as a friend and a brother and I’m going to miss him people like Bill is hard to find.

  3. Harry L. Humbert says:

    Bill and I had some great times and talks. We were much closer when we were young.

    If you knew Bill when he was his happy self, he was a real blessing. He had a heart of gold. When he seen a need he would give the shirt off his back if it was all he had.

    His favorite hobby was trout fishing.

    I believe we will meet again.

    Love your brother Harry.

    John 14:27

  4. Albert Humbert says:

    My son William was bipolar which made his life difficult at times. When he was able to work he could not tolerate anyone who did not do his best. I remember his good times when he would send Carol and I such meaningful cards. William had a soft heart for children and was his happiest when around them. William loved to fish. We got to go fishing during his last visit. That was a good time together. Praying for William and his brothers and sisters has been a special time for us. John14:6

  5. Diane Davies says:

    My brother, Bill would give a 100 dollar bill to any single mom that had a baby carriage and no father, he’d put in in the carriage. He would give us 100 bills for awhile for our birthday and Christmas for awhile. He couldn’t anymore, he was trying to heal his bipolar with pot, he didn’t like the medicine. I’ll always remember his laugh it was so hearty. The last visit we had at southland was the best, I’ve seen him. He had a sense of style with that handkerchief around his head, blue and he chuckled. He stopped smoking so he picked up some weight but he was at his best. I’ll love you forever, Bill.I do believe he’ll be up in heaven, he told my husband, Rick he had Jesus in his heart the weekend he spent with us. So my brother Bill, I’ll see you again, in heaven with my mom. I know you have that smile on your face like when you were at grama’ s house with the cousins chuckling. Love your little sister, Diane

  6. Dale Humbert says:

    One of the first memories that I recall with Bill, is when I was 17 and had just bought a very old Ford Fiat. It was my first standard vehicle. I was a stubborn teenager, and he was very patient in trying to teach me not to let go of the clutch too quickly, so the car wouldn’t stall in the middle of the road I did finally get it.
    Another memory with Bill, was when we went canoeing with a Church group, I kept on flipping the canoe over in the water. He told me there were gators in the river, but I didn’t believe him until I saw one in the water. That is when you learn to balance very quickly.
    Another one of those memorable times was when my Dad, and two of my brothers, Bill and Carl all went deep sea fishing and we all caught some grouper together. I recall my oldest brother Al taking a picture of us all in Carl’s living room, on the sofa a great memory, because brothers were with their Dad. Bill was very talented at fishing, roller skating and ice skating, and also playing the bass guitar. He was also a great finisher carpenter.
    Bill was not a devout Catholic, though he was the type of person that would give you the coat off his back and shoes on his feet.
    Bill gave to his country during a time when it was unpopular to serve one’s country. Although his service to the military was a short time in the Panama Canal Crisis, its impact upon my brother was a turning point in his life. It had a very serious impact upon his well being, most of the rest of his life.
    I do believe he had his own universal faith. He loved nature, he was a friend to fatherless children, also to widows, and their children. That is what true religion consists of, giving of yourself without consideration of recognition. That was Bill, that was the brother I loved.
    His mental illness may have caused us not to bond as brothers should be, but after my own experience with a nervous breakdown myself, it has allowed me to feel the emotional and psychological trauma he felt.
    I do believe he will meet Mother Teresa and they will have a bond, because of my brothers special love for all lost children.
    I am proud to be his little brother. Rest in Peace Bill, until we meet again.

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