LITTLE FALLS – Mr. William L. “Bill” Singer, Jr., age 61 miraculous years, most recently of Little Falls, passed away on Wednesday, November 2, 2022, in Bassett Healthcare, Cooperstown.
He was born in Ilion, New York, on September 10, 1961, son of the late William L. Sr., and Phyllis (Jaquish) Singer. He was educated in Ilion schools and furthered his education in the culinary field. Bill was last employed as a chef with Chef Yeppi Presents, formerly Turbacks, Ithaca, New York. He was a life – long area resident.
Mr. Singer was a caring, loving and generous man who was respected by all who knew him. One of his favorite hobbies was the casino and he also loved hunting deer, fishing and eagles. He will be sadly missed by all who knew him. Bill was a walking blessing as we all know his lifelong heart problems. He had an overwhelming faith in God to the point whereas at times it would actually ‘frighten’ his lifelong partner, Cheryl. It was ever so powerful.
Survivors include his beloved family: his partner, Cheryl Martin; his children, Billy Singer, of Dolgeville, Bronson Singer, of Little Falls and Ashley Singer (Mainville), of Ithaca, New York. His grandchildren are Liam Singer, Michael Singer, Damen, Triston, Arhionna, Riley and Tucker. His brothers are Ricky Singer, of Richfield Springs and Mike Singer, of Ilion. There are also many other family members; and nieces, nephews and cousins.
Relatives and friends are invited to calling hours at the Enea Family Funeral Home, 220 N. Washington St., Herkimer, on Thursday, November 10, 2022, from 5-7 p.m. Mr. Singer’s funeral will commence immediately at 7 p.m. that evening from the chapel of the funeral home.
Arrangements have been handled with Enea, Ciaccia and Applegate Funeral Directors (315) 866-1011.
I ran across this by accident, and I recognized the name right away. I’m so sorry to hear of Billy’s passing. I remember him from my early years at Reese Road Elementary school in Frankfort. “Billy”. The little boy with the round glasses. So friendly. So serious. I remember him telling me he “had a hole in his heart”. We were very young kids. First grade. I can still see him. I can still hear his voice. We changed schools, and I lost touch with friends in those early years, but never forgotten. I’m glad I saw this, because tonight, I will say a prayer, a special prayer for “that little boy with a hole in his heart”. Rest in peace Billy. We remember you…I’m sure God knows all about you…