Bill Burns

Bill (William) Francis Burns (born September 15, 1959, passed away December 21, 2020). Bill was born in Philadelphia , PA to Walter R Burns and Ellen Mae Van Liere. He is survived by his adoring wife Jeanette and their loving triplet sons, Tom, Rob and Brian (Riley). His very close family includes his sister Bobbie (John), Jody (Tim), Brother-in-law Steve (Elizabeth), sisters-in-law Susan (Michael), Krista (Doug) and nineteen nieces and nephews.

There is not a soul who met Bill that didn't call him their best friend. He was a rock to his family and friends and will be truly missed by all. He grew up in Sandy, Utah where his parents relocated to establish his Dad's dental practice. He loved playing basketball and played for many years in city rec leagues. While attending U of U he met the love of his life, a pretty Canadian nurse who worked at Primary Children's Hospital. They were married for 38 magical years. Their first ten years of marriage was spent backpacking, camping, hiking and fishing with many, many friends. This "honeymoon" was rather interrupted by the unplanned birth of their triplet sons, fondly referred to as "a pair and a spare".

Upon graduating BSU as a Surgical Tech, Bill worked at St Luke's in the outpatient surgery center for 38 years. He was decidedly the patriarch there. Comments from several physician and work colleagues include, "Bill was the catalyst who made the little center so special...the closeness and family like environment, we all love our beer thirties, Christmas parties, and various social gatherings", "I will always cherish and remember your friendship and unmatched professional skill", "you were always there for me with any special requests and without asking you were always prepared for my cases”, I have never known another person who everyone loved so much", "full of joy and had that twinkle in his eyes". He was fondly called, "Barnacle Bill”, "Frankie Eldorado", and "Poopsie" at work.

As per his wishes, donations to Ridge to Rivers would please him: he knew the foothills like the back of his hand. His special friends were so many, from work to hiking, golfing, brewers and vintners. He lived a life full of adventure, of love and compassion for all that was important to him. He passed as many of us would hope, in a flash of a moment.

"What you leave behind is not what is engraved in stone monuments, but what is woven into the lives of others." Pericles.

The family would like to thank Leslie and Irma, the huge St. Luke's "family" and Alden Waggoner for their attentive care.