William “Bill” Doyer

My father was William “Bill” Doyer, born on May 29th 1940.  He served in the U.S. Army’s 101st Airborne Division and fought in the Vietnam War. He was honorably discharged in 1968.  In 1970 my father joined the Enfield Connecticut Police Department. He was credited with the idea of bringing a scuba unit to the department in 1983. He came up with the idea while investigating the theft of a $1500.00 coin collection that was recovered in the Connecticut River and returned to their rightful owner.

Bill had six children, three step and three biological, but we were all equal in his eyes and he treated us all the same. He was very musically talented at playing the piano and the guitar and had a voice that always struck the attention of many, no matter where he sang. He was very well known everywhere he went. Whether it was on the beach in Florida or in the airport in the Virgin Islands, someone always knew him.

As the years passed, my family starting noticing that his health was going downhill. My father was very secretive about his health, afraid that we would worry about him and he didn’t want that distracting our lives. We had an idea that he had lung cancer only because he was never without a cigarette in his hand. Unfortunately our biggest fear was confirmed the night of January 21, 2009. I went to his house to check on him and he wasn’t himself. When I asked him what was wrong he said he had lung cancer and that he was dying. I drove him to the hospital that night where they admitted him. This was a Wednesday, by Saturday he had trouble breathing, they sedated him and observed him over night, where he then suffered two heat attacks. His doctor said there was nothing more they could do. Sunday he came off the breathing machine and at 3:43 am on Tuesday January 27th my father passed on to a place where he wouldn’t be suffering anymore.

He was a wonderful man with an unbelievable sense of humor and always knew how to make people laugh, no matter the situation. He is deeply missed by all his family and friends.  I hope that this will help raise awareness about the danger of smoking. My father was only 68-years old and still had many years ahead of him.