Bill R. Pedersen, 68, of Newcastle, Wyoming passed away Monday, September 27, 2021 at Wyoming Medical Center in Casper. He was born on March 9, 1953 to John and Meredith (Kirkman) Pedersen in Ainsworth, NE. Bill grew up with his two brothers, Jim and Joe. He graduated from Ainsworth High School in 1971. He met and married Tamra Kay Mann on August 17, 1973 and together they had a son, Shane. They divorced in 1984 and Bill moved to Colorado where he met Michelle Cisar and they lived in Arvada, CO before they moved to Newcastle, WY where they settled. Together they raised a granddaughter, Destini Boyle. Bill and Michelle loved the time in Newcastle growing their "hobby farm", he was a true cowboy at heart. Everyone that met Bill quickly learned he had a tender giving heart, they immediately grew to love him and he treated everyone as his friend. Bill had so much knowledge and loved to share his wisdom. His step-children would look to Bill for advice and he never judge them but only showed love and support.
He is survived by his father, John (Della) Pedersen of Farmington, NM; fiancée, Michelle Cisar of Newcastle, WY; Son, Shane (Linda) Pedersen of Pierce, NE; grandchildren, Ashley Pedersen, Noah Pedersen, Madalyn Pedersen all of Pierce, NE, and Destini Boyle of Newcastle, WY; and numerous other family members.
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~ A poem for Bill written by Destini
My family is the same as a fine grown garden in the fresh morning air of a beautiful summer day.
My grandma is like water, she helps us grow and her love is endless yet if there is too much in one place you could drown.
My grandma's boyfriend is like the sun, even though he isn't with us exactly he is. He’s there to help us grow and bloom into whatever we are going to become, silently supporting us and helping us in our own way.
My eldest uncle is like the large apple tree in the middle of the garden. He is always strong in any situation thrown our way, providing shade whenever needed.
The youngest uncle is like the grape vine growing on the walls of the garden. Extremely sporadic and wild, however when it comes to support, he will support you as the vines do the grapes
I am like Johnny jump-ups. If I disappear the garden knows, once I feel more myself I'll be back and better than ever.
Finally, the dogs are the soil. They keep us all together and when no one seems to be there the dogs are and they always will be.