Sgt. Eric Williams Scholarship Foundation

We would like to express our appreciation to all who donated in honor of the 8th anniversary of Eric leaving this earth. Thank you to Wendi @wendiwilliamsstudio for organizing the Do Good Things 5k, and to all who participated. Also, thank you for ordering from our store! We will be mailing out those purchases shortly! It’s because of all of you we are able to continue awarding EMT scholarships! Thank you!

Pain is a reminder that we are still alive Richard Evans Also my boot camp Company Commander right after he reminded us we don’t live with our mothers anymore. Tomorrow is never promised, so love and appreciate the people who are in your life. Unknown It isn’t how much time you spend somewhere that makes it memorable: it’s how you spend the time. David Brenner... I wish I would’ve If only I had time to tell you that I appreciate you and love you I wish our last words weren’t If only If losing Eric along with events of this year has taught us anything at all, one thing is for sure is that we learned never take anything for granted. We hear things like never walk away angry or tell the person you love how much they mean to you every day because you never know and those are words really to live by. I can guarantee that after the loss of Eric many of you reflected back on your last time you spent with him or the last conversation. I also bet that you played that scenario over and over again in your mind, dissected it, took every moment, every memory, every breath and hung onto that time before you said goodbye and walked away, hung up the phone or pushed that send button. Did you tell him how much he meant to you? How much you’re looking forward to him coming home? Made plans that never happened? Losing someone so unexpectedly leaves a void in our hearts and souls because a lot of times we wish we had just one more moment to tell them how special they are and to create one more memory. I look back at the time I was able to spend with this incredible man that was young enough to be my son, but I had the utmost respect for his drive and ambition to be a better person, thirst to learn and grow and to be a better man and at the same time light up peoples hearts anywhere he went. I also remember the last time we talked, it was great to catch up on what was going on in our lives and where we were headed. Thinking back to that day I remember telling him how proud I was of him and what he had accomplished and what an amazing man he was. We talked about old times when we worked together at AMR and how working with him as a partner made our job so much more enjoyable. I wish I had told him more, if only I had more time. Today as we mark 8 years since losing this incredible man, lets honor his memory by living every day to its fullest, enjoy the family and friends we have and always take the opportunity to let them know how much they mean to us because tomorrow is never promised. Love and miss you brother. You are thought of and missed everyday

Well it’s July 17, which means Eric wrote his final entry in his blog 8 years ago. It’s a great one, and if you have not had the pleasure of reading his words I invite you to do so. He is greatly missed, always remembered, and deeply loved. I miss you, my son! Tuesday, July 17, 2012 Coming home...Continue reading

Eric’s motto was Do Good Things and he lived by it. Fortunately that phrase and act of doing good things has been carried on by friends and family and it shows. Thank you so much Wendi Williams for your generous donation from the T-shirts you sold that will go towards the scholarship foundation. We thank you and appreciate you from the bottom of our heart. https://www.instagram.com/p/B0SY5HrglsC/?igshid=no48zv40puc6

7 years ago today we lost a great man who played so many different roles to each and everyone of you. It’s hard to believe it’s been that long even though there are days it hits us like it was yesterday. Even still, sometimes the tears just flow at the thought of big bobbly headed goofy guy who could go from telling jokes one minute to calmly saving a life the next as easy as taking a breath of air. That was just Eric and those thoughts of the person he was will never fade.... Sunday, April 27, 2008 intro im a line medic for 1-6 inf out of Germany. recently deployed to iraq. just here to post some pics for family and friends Posted by Eric Williams at 1:38 AM For a lot of you these words are the first time you were introduced to Eric Williams, and through the next 5 years and 56 posts later you will be part of this man that wasn’t afraid to bare his soul to you. We all experienced the trials and tribulations that he went through, laughter, sadness, loss, vulnerability, loneliness and hope through the carefully placed words on a blog. Each entry pulling you closer to him and how he saw the war that he was a part of. You see, you were some of the lucky ones, along with the people that had the honor of meeting this man that impacted so many lives. Because there aren’t really too many people like this man, and to be a small part of his life can have a big impact on yours, I know it has mine. So as we remember Eric today I know a lot of us will laugh at the memories we have of him and cry at the thought of losing him, but either way he’ll never be forgotten. I will close with the words Eric wrote for the service of his brother in arms, SPC Chris Akin and as we go through our day, let’s not remember how he fell, but how Eric lived, and boy did he live life to the fullest. Love and miss you brother, see you on the high ground War is waste and chaos, that’s what it is. it’s the most profound waste of life, time, sprit and treasure known to man. War is an obscenity and we say however that it is preferable to subjugation, and it is. The time and place and cause of war however we may characterize it is most times beyond our control and they are most certainty beyond the control of a soldier. All Soldiers suffer in war and their families suffer equally. SPC Akin lost his war, and we are left to wonder why. We may never know. It is not our place to remember how he fell, but rather to remember how he lived. To remember the memories that we shared with him. Joseph Campbell "A hero is someone who has given his or her life to something bigger than oneself."