09/16/2026
William Victor Gustafson’s life started in the Three Hills Hospital on September 21, 1964.
Bill ended up weighing in as Chris and Lynn Gustafson’s biggest of their six babies. Bill enjoyed watching with his parents the arrival of Kathy, Jerri, Alan, Shawn and Clint.
As the Gustafson family grew, so did the Gustafson mixed farm of grain, dairy, sheep and sometimes pigs, geese, ducks, chickens and BILL’S pigeons and doves. The dairy brought many, many milk customers to the farm over the years.
The “gift of gab” became his Gustafson way of life! At about six years old, Bill was “gabbing” and stated proudly that when he grew up, he was going to be a zookeeper. Lynn made that wish come true for Bill: Guzoo Animal Farm!
Bill’s life was diverse with passions. In childhood, he dirt-biked with Larry Boles every chance they got and weight-lifted to strengthen his small body so he could buy a bigger bike.
Teen years were heavy metal music, which suited his larger-than-his-body personality! The Maturing Bill found a passion for marksmanship with bows, guns and loading ammo. This filled the family freezer. Bill then painted his thumb green, embarking on gardening to provide.
Bill provided food to his family of zoo animals for decades, and when he married, he spent the next 20 years providing for a family of his own, Joe and Anna.
Bill and Joe also became sight-impaired bowling forces to be reckoned with at the Three Hills Bowling Alley.
Each decade of Bill’s life brought more and more nieces, nephews, great-nieces and nephews and friends. He remembered and cared deeply about each and every one of them always.
Diabetes took hold of Bill before he was even a teen. Diabetes tried relentlessly for 5 decades to eliminate Bill’s passions. Each health hurdle that tried to stand in his way taught Bill to quickly kick an often frozen turd to vent his frustration and then press forward in a new passionate direction.
Literally “Livin' on a Prayer”! “Bon Jovi” Bill did live on his prayers! The devil we all saw attacking Bill only strengthened Bill’s life with God.
God called his warrior hunter home on September 09, 2026. He had fulfilled all of his earthly tasks and earned his eternal peace.
On the wings of a dove, he conquered his last demons and rose to peaceful glory!
Thank you, Bill, for teaching us all so much through your challenges and warming our hearts through your actions.
Thank You, God, for lending Bill to us. We celebrate you and remember you for eternity…till we meet again!