Will be 2 years in Aug since I lost my baby boy

My biggest memory of G-pa was going to Oklahoma every summer. Around that time i was still just a little girl and he was bound to his electric wheelchair. He used to sit us in his lap and take us for rides. Another memory i have is knowing he lost the function to be able to do simple things that we take advantage of. He loved to eat sandwitches, and like a good grandaughter, I'd watch him bend over to the table for a bite of it, watch him chew it, and open up his mouth so i could take the butter knife and scrape the bread off that stuck to the roof of his mouth..I'm thankful that I got to stay a bit longer the last trip there, cuz it was the last time I got to spend with him. Love you G-pa and Miss you bunches.

Just thinking how the time goes by.You would be so proud of your grand-children.Watch over us until we all meet again.

I remember when we went to the lake camping, we had church, singing, praying, taking communion. He always made sure we had our church service even when we all went camping. He was a very strong man even when he got als he remained strong and in good spirits. Even when Juanice would feed him and drop green peas down his house shoes. He played santa once for the kids and always had a story to tell.

I am so much like my daddy... I remember so many things.. once I think I was in 5th grade or so.. & he was "in charge" of us cleaning house. I had to clean my room before I could go play. of course he had to inspect to make sure it was done & when I thought it was finished, I told him I was ready. he came in & nit picked .. there were little peices of paper on the floor.. from when you tear out a sheet of paper from a note book & the little pieces fall .. well he said theres some trash.. & theres some trash,, over & over & over... i was crying & he kept on.. til I screamed at him to "shut up"... well that was the only time I ever told him that.. he busted my butt.. ,,, anotther memory was eailer.. it was in March.. Tracys birthday.. he wanted to bake her a cake & when he was mixing it the bowl fell & it was a gonner.. there wasnt any more mixes & mom wasnt going to go to the store.. so he started to walk.. he wa such a determined man.. I miss him & wish my kids knew him & how he loved holidays his family & dropping false teeth out of his mouth into your unsuspecting hands or lap... he loved to dance & his jokes always made us all laugh no matter how corny they were... he would be so proud of all us kids & grandkids.. I miss him bawling at sappy stuff, how he called me "Miss America" & I know he loved my momma.... love you daddy

I always loved his silky P.J's . He was always so nice to me and he smiled alot!!

the thing i remeber most about poppie was that we would stay up all night and watch movies together and sleep all day. i wish he could be here to meet my kids cause they would have love him just as much as i did.

I remember Bill as being a fun-loving person, joking around, etc. My Mom always loved Bill. I think he paid her attention that she liked. I remember him loving to be on the CB; kept him lost of company; kind of like the computer is to us today. I miss him. Patsy

I remember one time he wanted to go over to Mother & Daddy. I was tired & didn't want to load him & his wheel-chair so told him. Welll he got upset with me & said he would go by himself, he pushed the screen door open with is foot & down that ramp he went & going as fast as he could. Needless to say he hit the barditch & tumbled over.It scared me to death & I had to get him back up & into his chair.He was laughing his butt off & says see you should have taken me.

I didn't get to know Bill well because we lived in another state. What I do remember is that he was a very kind man and loved his family. I also remember what good care Juanice took of him. She was a wonderful caregiver.

He was my hero. I saw him laugh and cry so many times. I saw his strengths and his weaknesses. I saw him larger than life as he walked into a room tall and strong when I was a boy. The kind of man that made you take notice when he walked by, even with out him having to say a word.. And I saw him small and fragile as he crossed a room in his wheel chair later in life. I saw him flinch with pain when he thought no one was looking. A prisoner trapped in a body that no longer did his biding. But what I never saw was him give up. And I never saw or heard him complain. If I know any thing about what being a real man is about, I learned it through him. I think about you every day daddy .I don’t always know who I am in and of my self. But I know this...I’m Bill Haiglers son. That’s enough to know. I love you dad.

I member as a girl I always looked forward to summer. Summer ment we got to go to Oklahoma and see our family. On paticular memory of grandpa comes to mind when i think back....... I was bout 7 or 8 and G'ma was tring to convience me to drink some of the goat milk shed gotten from the neighbors across the street. In all my teachings milk came from cows so was shocked at the idea of drinking something that didnt come from one. When i tasted it i could see why alls i member is "YUCK" and the sound of G'pa as he laughed so hard i swore he was gonna fall out his chair. Im not sure what kind of noise i made or look on my face but what ever it was it was hilarious to him. Im glad he ejoyed it .. even at my expense -- I love you G'pa *blows kisses to heaven*

I have so many memories of my daddy. I remember when he would get Kierstin(my oldest) and put her on his lap or the arm of his wheelchair, did I mention it as a power wheelchair? He had a ramp that went from the front porch almost to the ditch. Well he would put that damn chair on high and go down the ramp and through the ditch. (scared the shit out of me and mom) but he and Kierstin would be laughing so hard. He done anything for his grandkids... I miss you daddy everyday and wish you could have been able to meet Caleb and Jacie.

Bill was a wonderful husband, daddy,granpa. He loved everyone & had so much fun.He was a strong man in everyway.He fought a very long time with his ALS. He never complained about being sick & did what he told his Dr."I'm going to live to see my kids grow up" He loved laughing & it didn't bother him at all to cry. He taught me so many things, especially "Be Strong Baby" I say that almost everyday & it has helped me with so many hardships. REST IN PEACE