William K. “Bill” Russell
William K. “Bill” Russell, age 70, of Shelby, died Wednesday, March 6, 2019 at the Crestwood Care Center.
Bill was born September 23, 1948 in Troy, Ohio, the son of the late Robert Edward and Thelma (Packman) Russell. He was a 1967 graduate of Troy High School and had been employed as a tool and die maker at Tech Form Industries in Shelby. He was a sprint car mechanic for many years and loved to watch sprint car and NASCAR races. He thoroughly enjoyed watching sports, especially The Ohio State University Buckeyes, the Cleveland Cavaliers, the Cincinnati Bengals, and certainly all his grandchildren in their activities.
Bill is survived by his wife, Sandra Lynn “Sandy” (DeLong) Russell, whom he married on June 7, 1975; 3 children: Scott (Erica) Straker of Crestwood, KY, Beth (Marc) Hartz of Shelby, and Becky Russell (Matt Kroft) of Perrysburg; 9 grandchildren: Alec, Nathan, and Jaret Straker, Zack, Tanner, and Conner Hartz, Whitney Vanderpool, and Kaitlyn and Kearsten Morrison; and 2 sisters: Carla (Tim) Manimtim of Port Clinton and Darla Compton of Troy. In addition to his parents, he was preceded in death by 2 brothers: Earl Allen Russel and Bob Russell.
At Bill’s request, calling hours and funeral services will not be observed. Penwell Turner Funeral Home, 168 West Main Street, Shelby, is assisting the family with arrangements. Memorial contributions may be made to the family and left in care of the funeral home.
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Sandy, I am so sorry for your loss. You are in my prayers and thoughts.
My heart, feelings and love goes out to Sandy and the family. Bill is a great friend and sprint car mechanic and engine builder, we have shared many night,s, days,weekends together at the races and in preparation for them, he stayed late and worked countless hours to make sure that the #4z was ready to go racing, as tears stream down my face, I know that he’s doing well now, missed but not forgotten!
Sandy,
So very sorry to hear of Bill’s passing. The years got away from us. We sure had the best times. Miss those days dearly! Our deepest condolences to you and your family. Prayers for strength and blessings to you all.❤
Sandy, Beth and family
I remember as a kid that Bill was always hanging out with my grandpa and my Uncle Brian! They ate, slept and breathed Sprint Cars! I’m sure they are all together talking and laughing. Bill will be missed by all. Many hugs and prayers ❤️
Sandy, and family,
Heaven has gained an amazing man far too soon, I am very sorry for your loss. If there is anything I can do please do not hesitate to call! Keeping you all very close in my prayers, in my heart , and much love sent!!♥️
I am so sorry for your loss. May God’s Word the Bible, prayer and your precious memories comfort you during this difficult time. Revelation 21:3-5; Psalms 34:18, 19.
Our time on earth is but brief, Bill has now move to a time capsule of remembering and love. I did not know Bill but Sandy I know how strong you can be and you will be blessed for all you have done and all you will do in the future. Those of us who knew you in the past will pray for you and your guidance for the days to come. With the help of God, family and friends it is my wish that you can trust in God to be there for you. Mere words cannot express the sorrow, so I will feel sincere thoughts for you and your family in this time of grief.
Jim Crosby Class (64)
Sandy I am so sorry to hear of Bill’s passing…. my deepest sympathy to you and your family!
My deepest condolences to the family. So sorry for your loss❤️
Condolences to the family. I have many fond memories at the race track with Bill, my brother Chuck and Red & Brian Craft. May they all rest in peace.
Sandy,
I did not know Bill, but I know you would have chosen a good husband and father. Life feels too heavy to cope right now, but the day will come when you can look back on your time with Bill with fond memories and gratitude for the experience. You know that Bill is flying with the angels. Hang on to that thought when times get tough.