Date Created: 12/06/2014
Last Updated: 12/12/2014

In loving memory of Bill Lachicotte, Jr.
4/29/1948 - 12/3/2014

Location: Chapel Hill, North Carolina

Visits: 43,001

This memorial was created in honor of William "Bill" Shannon Lachicotte, Jr. of Chapel Hill, North Carolina. Bill was born on April 29, 1948 in Charlotte, NC and passed on December 3, 2014. He was also warmly known as "Wild Bill from Chapel Hill." Bill would be happy for us to smile. Besides being a Chapel Hill/Carrboro person that many recognized on sight, we knew him as a brother, a colleague, a companion of many years, a co-author, a friend, a housemate, a mentor/advisor, a professor, an uncle....

Please use the "Life Story," "Media Gallery," and "Memories (put tributes in Memories." (I don't know what "Candles" are. Use them if you want.) IF YOU DON'T WANT TO CREATE AN ACCOUNT, SEND THE MESSAGE TO ME AT dorothy.holland@me.com AND I WILL POST IT.

The celebration of Bill's life will happen on Saturday night, Dec. 13th from 6 to 9 pm at 451 Lakeshore Lane, Chapel Hill, NC 27514

Thank you for helping to build this Memory book for Bill's life.
Love,
Dottie

 
 
 
 

Add New Tribute

You must be logged in to leave a tribute.


Current Tributes

From: Josh Boyer Saturday, December 13, 2014
I've known Bill most of my life. My fondest memory is a week I spent at Dottie's house when I was in college at UNC. It must have been Spring or Fall Break of my sophomore year. Bill and I were the only ones in the house that week. I had mountains of literature to read for my classes, and slow reader that I am and still getting used to college, I was stressed out about it. Bill calmed me down by talking to me about what I was reading, Milton, and how interesting it was. Bill could talk insightfully about anything. Obviously he could talk about anthropology and politics. Milton? Yes. Carolina basketball? Yes. I learned then and have appreciated ever since how wide ranging his interests were.

The other thing Bill did during our week together was look after me and make sure I was okay. He would check in on me, and when I left the house, he would make sure he knew where I was going and for how long. It was unnecessary, as I was 19 or 20. Bill wasn't trying to restrict me, just showing me he could see I was stressed and that he cared. Ever since I've thought of Bill as my uncle.

Bill deserved more years.



From: Jeff Boyer Friday, December 12, 2014
Bill and I go way back. I think we first got to know each other on the volleyball court during the memorable Friday afternoon games in which faculty and grad students REALLY mixed it up. We shared in the study group sessions with faculty and grad students, often at Dottie's place. With some grant money, Bill did the computer runs for my political economic dissertation after my fieldwork in Honduras.Bill and Dottie came up to visit Mary and me at the Purple House in the mountains many times. He helped me carry heavy locust logs to make a grape arbor. His father, "Big Bill" became our daughter Chelcy's surrogate father during our visits to Polly's Island. Mary and I visited Bill with Dottie in Cambridge when he was in residence with a Harvard postdoctoral fellowship. Over the years, we teased each other mercilessly, and earnestly discussed anthropology, philosophy, history...and many of "life's persistent questions" (thanks Garrison!), often with a glass of bourbon. In short, I love Bill, will miss him terribly, and just can't quite accept that he has departed.

Have you lost a loved one?

Never-Gone.com Online Memorials
Create their everlasting presence for
future generations! Create an online
memorial now, it’s Free & Easy!

Recent Candles

  • Candle
    Never Gone
    12/6/2014 at 11:15 AM


Guest Book

Carole Cain 5/10/2020
 
David G 5/21/2015
 
Nancy Gottovi 4/16/2015
 
Gertrud Lynge Esbense... 2/27/2015
 
Dona Lee Davis 2/20/2015
 
Paul Benjamin 2/17/2015
View Entire Guestbook

Family & Friends

Dottie
(close friend/hon sister/companion)
 
Allen
(Friend)
 
Sara
(friend)
 
Charles
(Friend)

Linked Memorials

There are no linked memorials.