We went for a walk this morning and Clint recalled so many memories about his escapades with Bill when they went to lunch at local dives! And about drinking Peppermint Schnapps with him! Playing cards, asking advice about decorating and just really enjoying his wit! He will be missed!… and remembered. We were fortunate to be included in his circle of friends. We love you Syl and look forward to your continued friendship. As my dad would say, you were a stellar wife, friend and partner to Bill. He was one of our heroes!

I so enjoyed working with Bill> He had such a fun sense of humor and was a very thankful and appreciative person. May his many strengths live on in those he loved and who loved him.

We will never be the same as we were before this loss, but are Ever so much better for having had some thing so great to Lose.
I’m so grateful for all the lovely time we got to spend with Bill.His patience and love for children will not be forgotten - nor his delightfully acerbic wit.
Love to ll of you,

I’ll always remember Bill as the one person who could make me laugh.

I’ll always remember Bill as a man that loved life and lived it to the fullest.

Dear Sylvia,
I would like to share some thoughts and memories of “Mr. Rahm.” I was in 8th grade, at Mound Park Elementary School, when Mr. Rahm took over our classic January, 1959. I think it was his first teaching assignment after obtaining his University degree.He was in his mid-twenties.
There had only been older teachers, from kindergarten on, at MPS. Some were married, but most were “old maids.” It was mid 1950s when we got our first male (shop teacher), and he was married to the Home Econ. teacher. That opened the door for one or two more.
In the fall of 1958, we were graced with a new teacher, Mrs. Kasha. Mr. Campbell had the other 8th grade class, each having about 30-32 students. Mrs. Kasha was from Alberta, Canada. She was young and recently married. She had a delightful accent. We loved her! In November, we found out that she was going to have a baby. At that time, pregnant teachers were not allowed to teach past their 4th month. So, after the Christmas break, wee were going to get a new teacher.
Enter Mr. Rahm…poor Mr. Rahm! Little did he know what a tough act he had to follow. Several of us decided to give this newcomer a tough time, as if it was his fault that Mrs. Kasha had to quit!
We were terrible! We defied his authority and did some terrible things, such as throwing the blackboard erasers out the window (we were on the 2nd floor), and other “practical jokes.” I wasn’t one of the brains behind this behavior, but I did participate in the antics. We dubbed him, “Harvey” and possibly even called him that to his face. We were completely disrespectful to him.
I’m pretty sure he did not report all this to the principal, and I don’t know why. Miss Knapp was a force to deal with, and she would’ve expelled us for that behavior, so we’d have known if he ratted us out. I don’t remember when it finally happened (or occurred to us) that we realized what a wonderful person he actually was; what a gem we had in our Mr. Rahm! It’s hard to believe that he forgave us all for the grief we caused him, It’s also a miracle that he returned in the fall and continued teaching. One would have expected him to pursue a career in accounting or other field, far from snotty pre-teens. But, kudos to him, he stuck with it and had a wonderful career.
We were delighted when he accepted our invitation to four of our reunions, 50th, 51st, 52nd and 55th. And, it was a pleasure to have had the opportunity to apologize for our 8th grade behavior and let him know what a great person he was and how much we loved and respected him. He leaves a great legacy. R.I.P., Mr. Rahm.

On behalf of the entire Haselmann family we are sorry for your loss. Mom and Dad had known Bill since the 70s. They shared many memories from Parkway school, eating at Yarussos, The Little Oven, taking many trips together through community education, and even a trip to Spain.
Bill lived a long and full life. Teachers will never know all the ways they impact their students’ lives. With love from fellow Eastsiders.

Our experience of Bill was brief, but memorable. We thoroughly enjoyed being part of their wedding weekend on the north shore.
Bill will always be the guy who introduced me, Jerry, to digital cameras, and in such an enthusiastic way that it overcame my fear of change.
We are grateful to have known such a fun-loving and joyful guy. Hail and Farewell!

Bill had a beautiful voice with a timbre able to make a Shakespearian actor jealous. I first encountered “the voice” as Bill reprimanded his sixth grade class for excessive noise. His powerful, commanding voice shook the halls. I took notice and made it a point to avoid “the voice”…He scared me.
Less than a month later, my baby daughter fell at the babysitters and needed to go to the doctor. My husband, of course, was in Chicago on business. Bill was the acting principal I was told. I had to find “the voice”, explain my circumstances and ask to be excused. His response was, “You are the parent of record, you have to go. I hope she is fine, I’ll inform the office.” “The voice” was kind, gentle and compassionate. Sigh! Off I went to take care of my little one feeling confident that I would manage the situation well.
Over the years, I knew Bill much more considerately. He was a jokester, with a zany sense of humor, a very compassionate heart and a great friend. We continued our friendship through our Committee Outreach for the St. Paul Retired Teachers as Bill volunteered yearly to send cards to those who were unable to attend our meetings, and were kindly reminded that they were being remembered. We were in contact several times a year about who had moved, who was missing and who died to keep our lists current.
I will miss my dear friend “the voice” who I grew to love and appreciate.

So sorry to hear about Uncle Orange. I will always remember his infectious laugh, holidays in Brainerd and grammar checks. He will be missed.