William L. Harrison
August 22, 1926 ~ April 26, 2011
Harrison, William L., retired Wichita Public Schools teacher, died on April 26, 2011. Bill was born on August 22, 1926 in Lindsborg, Kansas and served in the U.S. Navy during World War II. After the war, he attended Bethany College where he graduated in 1949. In 1952, he married the love of his life, Delores. She survives him after 60 years of blissful marriage. Other survivors include their two sons, Fredrick and Aaron Harrison, and Aarons wife, Mary, as well as the light of his life, his grandson, Geoffrey William Harrison. A Celebration of Life Service will be held for family and friends. Memorial donations may be made to Harry Hynes Memorial Hospice, 313 S. Market, Wichita, KS 67202. Downing Lahey Mortuary West.
Private family service






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Dear Grandpa, I am going to miss you so much and I want you to know your were the greatest grandfather an ADOPTED grandson could have been so lucky to have. Your son , Fredrick Louis Harrison, ADOPTED me, and I can tell you grandpa that you were a shining example of how to be a Father, and now my ADOPTED father Fredrick Louis Harrison knows how to love me the way you loved him. I am grateful for the years I called you grandpa (age 1 thru 17) all those wonderful years I will always cherish! Thank You granpa for giving me your prized pocket knife and I will always consider you ‘The Light Of My Life’ In truth you have not left me, because I look into my ADOPTED fathers eyes every day and I see you…. you will always be with me. I love you granpa . I am so sorry that I was not invited to your funeral and my ADOPTED mother is also sadden.
I am Betty Simmons Ladwig, my husband, Herb Simmons was a friend of Bill\’s. I wanted to tell the family how sorry I am for their loss. Herb died in 1975 and Bill was so supportive during those tough months.
I just learned of Bill’s passing a few minutes ago. My heart breaks for each of you. I will always cherish my fond memories of him. Whether I was riding in the back seat of his VW with Aaron, or sharing a pitcher of martinis with him as a young man; I remember him as a warm, gentle man with a wonderful sense of humor and great laugh. I remember reading and enjoying the novel he wrote set in rural Kansas, and I still have a few of the trout flies he tied for me in my tackle box. Mrs. Harrison, Aaron, Mary, Fred and Geoffrey (whom I hope to meet some day) – Becky and I will be keeping you in our thoughts and prayers in the coming days and weeks. With sympathy and affection, Ron