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Hi I'm Bill

I was born and raised in Arizona. I was a water pollution/public health engineer. Now I research my family history. I'm a Mormon.

About Me

Growing up in Arizona gave me an appreciation for outdoor activities. I enjoyed hunting for a time but most enjoyable was traveling to scenic sites, camping and photography. For much of my life I spent hours and hours in the darkroom watching pictures come to life on a blank piece of paper. Then the world changed and all my equipment was obsolete. Now the computer takes the place of the darkroom but the magic is gone. For many years I rode bicycles to work and raced them for recreation. I stopped racing because most races were held on Sunday and their were conflicts as I became more active in church. My career in water pollution control started with studies of the Colorado River and its tributaries. Much of my time was spent on a desk calculator but from time to time I collected water samples in Arizona's summer heat and in the winter snows of the Rockies. When this study was completed I returned to school and got a master’s degree. Then I worked for a state agency where I was involved with the inspection, design, approval and financing of water and waste water treatment facilities. I was active in the state’s drinking water and pollution control association and served on committees, as a director and as an officer. I also served as a director at the national level. I am the father of three children of which two are still living. I am the grandfather of ten youngsters ages 5 to 20 who are trying to find their way to adulthood in today’s world.

Why I am a Mormon

I am a Mormon in part because of concerned family members and in part because of boredom. Because my mother was a Mormon, I was a Mormon. That was okay because Mormons were pioneers. In my mind they would come into a dusty frontier town and order milk or sarsaparilla at the local saloon. They weren’t wimps. They had suffered severe persecution, been driven out of the United States and still survived. Yes, it was good to be a pioneer. However, my dad was not a Mormon. He grew up in a small town in Iowa surrounded by German and Danish immigrants seeking land, opportunity and the American dream. He also heard the preacher who lived across the ally zealously deliver his sermons on Sunday. At the same time dad saw him slip out his back door after dark during the following week. The preacher was on errands inconsistent with Sunday’s rhetoric.. It was clear that religious zealots, their leaders and followers needed careful watching. If there was a God in heaven he or she had little interest in earth; each culture with profound and sincere religious experiences defined deity their own way and made war to convert those who believed differently. Thus it was; I was a Mormon pioneer with a serious distrust of things religious. At school I came to a point where homework was up to date and I was somewhat bored. I started reading a book describing how Mormon’s came be and what they believed. About half way through the book I had an experience that made me believe the origin of the Book of Mormon was true rather than the fraud that it otherwise had to be. This was unwelcome information. Now what did I need to do? Over the next several years of study, rejection, denial and finally conditional acceptance I became an active member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. I now try hard to live a better life as an active member of the Church.

How I live my faith

It always seems dangerous to express how your life is shaped by religious principles. We seldom see ourselves objectively or how others see us. Never-the- less, I think my service at home, at church and in the community is a reflection of my faith. Recently my wife and I celebrated a significant milestone in our marriage. I am thankful for her love, patience and commitment. Together we have been able to provide service to our immediate and extended families. When they have chosen not take advantage of our life experiences we have been there to try and help. We try hard to be friends as well as family. Over the years within the church I have been blessed to give service as a teacher of youth and adults. I have given service in the scouting program as a cub master. I have taught others to become better teachers. I have given and continue to give time and money to help gather, prepare and distribute supplies for those in need. I have served in various administrative positions. At the current time I teach a group of men with considerable church experience and I volunteer to help staff a small family history facility. In my professional career, I chose to remain in the public sector rather than seek a better salary in private industry. I saw this as an opportunity to give community service. It was my belief that water pollution control and public health were of significant and meaningful importance to the community. I tried hard to help people who had problems and needed help. It was one of my goals to solve problems within the legal constraints of rule and law. In the past some service I have given may have been out of a sense of duty. In the future it is my goal to give increased service out of love.