William Joseph Bosco: Musician, Winemaker, Community Volunteer, and So Much More
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William Joseph Bosco
January 4th, 1945- October 30th, 2020
William Joseph Bosco was born on January 4th, 1945 in New Albany Indiana to Joe and Alice Bosco. His mother’s family lived in Indiana and his father’s lived in Louisville Kentucky, right across the river. Alice’s family were Belgian/German/French and mostly farmers. Joe’s family were recent immigrants from Sicily, Italy. One of 9 brothers and 1 sister, all of whom were born in Sicily, Joe was the youngest and only sibling born in the United States. Joe had many professions throughout his life including a Barber, a Sign Painter, and even a short stint as a Police Officer. Alice was a mother and homemaker, and both her and Joe were devout Catholics. Alice called Willie “Bill” all his life because she said that “people call their children Billy or Jimmy or Jonny and then it’s hard to transition to Bill, Jim, or John, when they grew up.”
Willie was the middle child, sandwiched between two sisters. Barbara, older, and Therese, younger, were often tormented by their brother as a child. According to Barbara, Willie was shown special treatment as a boy and had to do less chores than them. He spent his free time engrossed in hobbies, many of which he would remain interested in throughout his life. Whether in the basement of their two story house or running through the small town of New Albany, Willie could be found building model airplanes, fishing, raising birds, gardening, or playing music. Life wasn’t all play though, he also held various jobs as a child. Him and his sister Barbara both worked for their neighbor across the alley, Alice Popp, who had a potato chip factory in her garage. They stapled potato bags shut, and among other tasks, Willie had to sit in her basement and rub the eyes off of huge mounds of potatoes. The worst part about it though, was because Mrs. Popp had the potato chip factory and another neighbor, the Mullers, owned CJ’s Soda Company, the whole family was banned by loyalty from buying Lays chips or Coca Cola. When Willie got older, he worked at Walnut Ridge garden center as well as on his grandfather’s farm.
Though his paternal grandparents died before he was born, he was raised closely with his maternal grandparents, Will and Ella Schmidt, from whom he received his name. His grandfather, whom he called Pop, grew grapes and made wine, an endeavor which Willie would take up later in life. Pop taught Willie about fishing, making wine, farming, and many other things. Willie recalled time spent with his Pop fondly and with great nostalgia for his youth.
He attended St. Mary’s grade School and Our Lady of Providence High School and served as an altar boy to the church. Though his family’s life centered around the liturgical calendar, his influences weren’t all religious. His spent time with his Sicilian uncles who operated various illicit businesses in the back rooms of their shops like gambling, horse betting, and even a weed speakeasy! His father was an avid golfer, and though he didn’t show much interest as a child, he took an interest later in life and would regularly golf at the courses in Shelter Cove and Benbow with friends Joe Collins and Mykal Cuelho.
Willie graduated high school in 1963 and went on to attend Indiana University, where he studied Botany for five years. He left the university without graduating, but his love for the study of plants never diminished. To avoid the Vietnam draft, he adopted an extreme hippie appearance, much to the chagrin and embarrassment of his parents. He stayed in the Bloomington area and joined a commune in Beanblossom. He soon met Susan Murray, who would become his first wife and with whom he would have many adventures.
Together Susan and Willie traveled to San Francisco, where they lived on Haight Street and Willie worked as a gardener in Golden Gate Park. Their first child, Beth, was born in 1970 and when she was 1 year old, they traveled with her to India! They later traveled to Mexico and Hawaii, hitchhiking and camping along the way. Their adventures were also spiritual, becoming “Moonies” for a while (followers of Sun Myung Moon), visiting ashrams in India, and living together on a commune in Needmore, Indiana, where Willie farmed soybeans and corn and worked in a local woodshop. It was there, in 1975, where their second child, Vito, was born.
Willie and Susan separated in 1978 and he drove all the way out to Humboldt County, CA to help Mark Bartholomy, an old friend, build his home in Briceland. There, he met Rosie (who was Susan Rosenblum at the time, but later changed her name to Rosie) and in the spring of 1980 they were married (May 6th). Their daughter Laura was born in 1981 and Ruth in 1983.
Willie and Rosie worked the land, planting orchards, gardens, and a vineyard. In the 80s and 90s, Willie made furniture and turned wood into art and home goods that he sold at craft fairs and galleries throughout California and the Western States. When a long battle with Lyme disease left him unable to continue his craft, he built a new business collecting and refurbishing record players. He invented and manufactured parts that were needed to revive older models like a low-rider cartridge and an idler wheel for the RCA Victor Victrola 45 Player.
Willie and Rosie were both musicians and played in the Thursday Night String Band together. They also played for many years for their church in Whitethorn. Willie had quite a few bands throughout the years, including “Willie Bosco and his Honky Tonk Review,” and “The A-Train.” He built many instruments, including electric guitars, travel guitars, and lap steels.
Like many who live in this area, Willie participated in civic and community life. He volunteered with the Beginnings Volunteer Fire Department, served on the Board of Directors for Community Cornerstone, drove for Meals on Wheels, played music for the Redwood Players Theater group, danced in the Nutcracker, sold produce at local stores and the farmer’s markets, and often brought needed supplies to seniors and local houseless people.
Willie prided himself on self invention and the ability to turn his hobbies into a livelihood. He always worked for himself and pursued learning with passion. In the last few years, he began making art out of found objects and sculpting abalone shells into jewelry. During a visit with his Son’s family in Florida, he rekindled his love of fishing and had been spending two to three days a week at Shelter Cove, fishing from his favorite spot on the rocks. He would regularly bring home Snapper, Ling Cod, and Greenlings for dinner. On Friday, October 30th, he suffered a heart attack at Black Sand’s Beach while exploring a new fishing spot. Though he was rescued by the Shelter Cove fire department volunteers and air lifted to Santa Rosa, he died later that day. The fruits of his life will be cherished for years to come, from the towering Dawn Redwood that he planted at his childhood home to the Pinot Noir wine that he grew and produced on his land.
He is survived by his wife of 40 years, Rosie Bosco, daughters Beth Stubbs (Truette Stubbs), Laura Goff (Scott Goff), Ruth Bosco (Alex MacDonald), son Vito Bosco (Belinda Bosco), grandchildren True Stubbs, Angela Stubbs, Collin Tiexeira, Francesca Bosco, Hendrix Bosco, Kaylee Goff (Edgar Ledesma), Kaya Goff, Esther MacDonald, and great-grandchild Elena Ledesma.
He is also survived by his sisters Barbara Makinen (Jim Makinen) and, Therese Renn, nieces Kirsten Chewning (Dan Chewning), Laura Makinen (Marty Rocha), nephews Luke Renn, Aron Renn (Katy Renn), grand-niece Alice Chewning and grand-nephew Alex Renn.
Donations can be made in his name to:
Shelter Cove Volunteer Department
Briceland Volunteer Fire Department
Healy Senior Center
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Staggered by Willie’s loss. First met him as a fiddler who fiddled on his lap in the Thursday Night String Band. Willie took me under wing and gave me lessons so I could fiddle along with Bill and Susan and the others. And when he and Rosie got together, we became neighbors.
My feelings of loss go out to Rosie and their family who have lost so much more.
The sweetest, softest, inspired and accomplished Willie Bosco. My roots are at Rosie and Willies land and in the music of their souls. I am forever grateful for his love and saddened by his passing.
Willie found joy in so many things. His warmth was genuine and enthusiasm infectious. He supported our family in many ways. I imagine he, and my dear departed husband Ken, are happily fishing together now.
Willie was a great neighbor and he will be greatly missed by the community. I remember going fishing at Redway beach and watching him catch a beautiful steelhead- the smile he had was ear to ear. Condolences to all his children and Rosie.
My deepest condolences to the family and friends of William Boscoe. Although I only knew Willie for a couple of years I am going to miss our fishing trips, stories and great conversations tremendously. I’m saddened and hurt to have lost a friend, but I am very grateful to have had the time to fish and spend with him and share that experience and good times. I will always remember that. I’ll miss you.
Heartfelt condolences, Rosie! I never had the privilege to meet Willie but the words of remembrance help me to understand and feel what a wonderful man he was 😢
My brother (by marriage to Rosie), Willie could master new skills and excel at them. Always eager to admire and explain both natural and man-made wonders. Thanks for wine, adventures, brilliant family.
Willie: genuine, honest, ingenious, natural, real, sincere, true
I remember going to your house when I was a little girl. I remember swinging on a big swing in your rompus room. He was such a kind man with a beautiful smile and kind eyes. I remember seeing beautiful bowls be made out of burl wood. What a craftsman he was and he played the fiddle so well. My deepest condolences to Rosie and all of the family.
We loved Willie, as we love all the Bosco family. Our memories of Willie and his family are very special to us. We send our love to all Willie’s family, near and far. He will be missed.
“ Oh. I am so sorry, Rosie.”( message from Mattole
So many wonderful memories over the past 35 years that I have known Willie. I always looked up to him and loved his heart. He will be missed! Love to Rosie and the entire family. Our hearts are with you and we send love to you all.
Sorry for the three posts…didn’t see them posting. We love you Willie.
So many wonderful memories over the past 35 years that I have known Willie. I always looked up to him and loved his heart. He will be missed! Our hearts and love go out to Rosie and the entire family
Love from the entire Mattole family to Rosie and the entire family. What an amazing man and what a great heart. He will be missed. I’ve known Willie for the past 35 years and have always admired him for his heart and his kindness and perspective. Was so fortunate to have him at my wedding receptions in 1991 and 2016! Our hearts are heavy, Willie, you will be missed.
What a way to go Willie. Rosie’s, my love goes out to you, whom I have always admired.
I remember when he arrived…driving an oval window VW, and this long tall hippy guy unfolded himself from the drivers seat…Descansa en Paz Amigo.
I find it difficult to comment about this without oceans of tears. Willie was a remarkable man – he put his mind and heart into everything he started. I remember the day I stood up with them when they were married. Most of all I remember his hugs.
So many memories of this remarkable renaissance gentleman. It was hard to keep with his newest passion and he gave his all to them all with grace and humor. And he was a beacon to his family, friends and our community. Our live were all brightened by his bright light Shine on, Willie…
RIP
What a loss for his family and his community. My family was connected to the Bosco’s thru music, wood working and living in the neighborhood for 30 years. Having just lost my wife Mary after 48 years, I know the pain and suffering his family must be going through. My condolences to all. Willie will be missed.
Will miss our email talks Willie. A special man I got to know in the record player world. Rest in peace my friend.