William F. Brokmeier Jr.

William F. Brokmeier, Jr. died on Tuesday, December 29, 2020.  Bill lived in Raynham with his loving wife of 34 years, Carole A. Brokmeier.  He was born and very proudly raised in South Boston by his late parents, Alice (Bonner) and William F. Brokmeier.  He had two adoring sisters, Ruth A. Brokmeier of Tampa, FL and Sister Mary Irene Brokmeier (Daughters of Charity), Albany, NY.  Bill was predeceased by his brother, Ralph Brokmeier.  

Prior to marrying Carole, he was married to the late Joan (Mathieson) Brokmeier.  They had four children, Michele (wife to Elizabeth Sheibley of Whitman), Michael (friend to Tara Flanigan), Dana (husband to Tammy of Oakland, TN), and Timothy (husband to Tracy of Raynham).  Upon marrying Carole, Bill was blessed with three stepchildren, Donald Pickard (dec’d), Gary Pickard (dec’d) and Susan Smith (dec’d).  Bill is lovingly remembered by others, Lois Brokmeier, William Shallies, Jean Soule, Kathleen Pickard, and Charles Smith.  In addition to being proud to be grandfather to 16 grandchildren and 15 great-grandchildren, Bill also enjoyed being an uncle to his niece and two nephews.    

Bill was a hard working man, having held jobs in his entire working career at Boston Gear Works, General Dynamics, Campanelli Company, Chatham West Associates and Citizens Bank.  He was proud of his service in the Korean War as a member of the Air Force (‘52 – ‘56) and even prouder that all three of his sons followed in his military footsteps, each having served a different branch, Army, Air Force and Navy.  

Bill’s loves in life were very simple which was probably his most endearing quality.  He didn’t want or need for much – his pleasures were just as simple.  He enjoyed music and singing and being a member of the choir.  The man LOVED to play cribbage, and played well.  He often spoke of the people he would meet up with to play a game that brought him many hours of joy.  People were Bill’s mainstay – anyone he could laugh with and joke with were his kind of people.  His laugh (and his smile) could easily make you want to laugh right along with him (whether you knew what he was laughing at or not).   Bill also loved his yard and took great pride in his lawn.  

Bill died, like many others, in a time like no other – which truthfully described him – he was like no other.  He will be missed by family and friends and we will honor him in our laughter in the coming days and years as we remember him.  

There will be no funeral or wake – there will have a private graveside ceremony in Blue Hill Cemetery.  

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