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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Memoir  |  House: Booksie Classic

These are a few written words from the family and friends on the day my brother passed. Words can't describe the unimaginable pain in my heart from losing my best friend and brother only one year ago. If anyone is going through this, these words may help.

Never too far

Days have gone by and each day carries a memory that inflicts my heart with agony…
You never said goodbye, you were gone before we knew it, no one knows quite why.
If I could turn back the hands of time I would, I wish I could relive the moments we had but life took its course, who are we to deny God's wishes…
A million times I’ve needed you
A million times I’ve cried
If love alone could save you, You would never have died.
They tell me “Everything happens for a reason”
but I’m failing to decode the meaning of that phrase would the reason be to soak my conscience in resentment if so then I now understand what it means.
I will always miss you my dear brother.


Lumpy enjoyed fishing and playing video games. He worked for Serio-Us Industries with his older brother Charles Leeson Jr. for many years. He loved being a father. He had a love for music and enjoyed playing the guitar. Lumpy was a fun jokester.

William leaves behind to cherish his memory his mother Barbara Beeman and stepfather James Piper; two children Kassidy and William Leeson Jr; siblings Charles and Kimee Leeson, Samantha Leeson, Kristen Washington, Gary Beeman, Tiffany Piper, and Bridgette Piper. He also leaves behind a host of nieces and nephews as well as other close family and friends.

William was preceded in death by his grandparents Christopher and Joann Beeman among other great relatives.



“No one knows the pain I felt July 3rd, I received devastating news you, my child William “Lumpy” Leeson Sr suddenly passed away. I loved you more than life. Why are you climbing the stairs to heaven and I’m stuck climbing the mountain of pain and heartbreak? You now have your wings flying high leaving behind Kassidy and William Jr to live only with your memory. I will miss you, holding my fishing pole with dad and mom as my tears fill the pond you fish in. You are one of a kind, and always on my mind. In my heart fly high, my son.

Love you much, “


P.S.- Please send me the lottery numbers.










Submitted: May 25, 2020

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