The Reverend Dr. William D. Webber was born in St. Charles, Illinois on July 1, 1930, the fourth of six children of Leroy Dewey Webber and Freda Diderichsen Webber. The story goes that as his parents contemplated naming him Zachariah Malachi, his Aunt Dora Diderichsen, who happened to be the attending nurse, filled in the birth certificate herself with William Diderichsen. He told a simpler version: he came on the first of the month, so his parents called him Bill.
The Webbers were a musical family, each child playing an instrument. Bill sang bass and played the tuba and was much in demand in the Chicago area to fill in with orchestras and bands whooping it up with Sousa marches. For a while he considered becoming a professional musician and conductor.
One day while decorating the fellowship hall of College Church in Wheaton, Illinois, for a high school youth group event, Bill saw the most vibrant and beautiful girl in the world on a ladder, laughing and hanging colorful streamers. She was Marilynn Carlson, the only daughter of Alice and Arthur, who had recently moved to Wheaton from Chicago. Though their families had polar opposite family dynamics, the two hit it off. They were married by college president Dr. V. Raymond Edman in College Church on June 16, 1952, the day they graduated from Wheaton College, where they’d both majored in speech. For his senior recital, he presented the entire book of Lost Horizon by memory.
Bill went on to Northern Baptist Theological Seminary, while working as the choir director at Central Avenue Baptist Church in Chicago. When their pastor moved on, young Bill became the de facto pastor during the search. From there, after graduating from seminary as an American Baptist pastor, he and Marilynn accepted a call to pastor the small First Baptist Church of Hutsonville, Illinois, where Marilynn, a credentialed teacher, ran the one-room schoolhouse. Bill also directed the local high school band and shocked the community by having them play the newfangled “Rock Around the Clock.” While in Hutsonville, they welcomed their daughter Sharon.
Bill’s next church was in Momence, Illinois, home of the gladiola festival and (at the time) an active mob community. Bill remembered when the capo of a rival family warned him before a funeral that he’d “better not pray [the deceased] into heaven!” It was in Momence they added their son Stephen.
From there, Bill accepted the call to the First Baptist Church in of Park Forest, Illinois. They lived there for five years and oversaw the building of both the parsonage and the new sanctuary. Park Forest was a “planned community,” and Bill found it an enjoyable challenge to help the driven young commuters find the importance of their spirituality.
The young family then spent 10 years in Springfield, Missouri, where Bill became senior pastor of University Heights Baptist Church, which had a large, active congregation, a youth group, and soon, a touring youth choir. Bill especially enjoyed helping start an ecumenical clergy group. During this time, he earned his doctorate at Midwestern Theological Seminary. He and Marilynn shared their love of travel as they led tour groups to Israel, Egypt, Syria, Jordan, and Greece, among other countries. The family also did a pulpit exchange for a summer with Rev. Jack Haring, a pastor from Brighton, England.
From there, Bill became the senior pastor of the historic First Baptist in Seattle, Washington, and then First Baptist of Stockton, California, making dear friends in every city. He retired from pastoring to become the Director of Mount Rubidoux Manor, an American Baptist Retirement Home in Riverside, California.
With Marilynn, he wrote the bestselling A Rustle of Angels. This was followed by How to Become a Sweet Old Lady instead of a Grumpy Old Grouch, both from Zondervan, as well as Tea with the Angel Lady. In retirement, they began an active speaking career and hosted groups from all over the world for teas in their home.
Bill loved the Lord and he loved people. Whenever someone would come to speak to him, he would stop what he was doing and give them his full attention. His sense of humor was legend, as was his unwavering support of his friends, congregants, and anyone who crossed his path. One of his favorite Biblical characters was Barnabas, the “son of encouragement.”
When Marilynn’s health began to fail, he and Marilynn moved across the country to be near their children in New York.
Bill was predeceased by Marilynn in 2013, as well as by his parents, his brothers Lee and James Webber and sisters Betty and Janet.
He died peacefully with his son and daughter in attendance on 02/02/2020 at 2 p.m. (Central time, where he was born) in his apartment, 2202. His entire family, including all the grandchildren, were present the week before to celebrate his life and faith and say good-by.
He is survived by daughter Sharon Linnéa, a novelist and biographer, her husband, Robert Scott, Director of Faith Formation at Trinity Church Wall Street and their children, Jonathan, who works at Activate Marketing Services in NYC and Linnéa, who just graduated with a degree in Criminology and double minor in Anthropology and Dispute Resolution. He is also survived by his son Stephen, Executive Director of BerkleeNYC and Dean of Strategic Initiatives for Berklee College of Music, daughter-in-law Susan Webber, a painter and social activist, and their kids Aubrey Turner and Laser Malena-Webber of the nerd-rock comedy duo, the Doubleclicks.
In lieu of flowers, and in his honor, the family has established the the William D. Webber Prize for Humorous Short Stories to celebrate his love for storytelling and humor. Friends who care to are invited to join in.
5 thoughts on “William D. Webber: A Life of Purpose and Encouragement”
Thanks so much for sending your Dad’s obituary by email. He was such a sweet, kind and wonderful man. We moved to Wheaton when I was 10. The day we moved in on Cherry St, Evan Welsh invited us to College church and there we met the Webber family. The Carlsons moved to Webster St a few years later and your mom and I became best friends!! So many many memories of those years. Our senior year in high school Marilynn and I played Malaguena on two pianos for Senior Talent night. What a night that was! So many wonderful, sweet memories. Bill will be greatly missed by all who loved him. Alice Fitzwilliam Sent from my iPhone
Alice, you and your family meant the world to them. We send love to you and yours.
All though it has been many years since I had seen him I have never forgotten him. He left a lasting impression on my life. I remember many of his sermons and the great messages. I am so sorry for your loss. Traci Miller Hoffman ( Slentz)
What a fine, gentle soul. Thinking of his family with heartfelt sadness for their loss. Jan Hockensmith
On Tue, Feb 4, 2020 at 12:38 PM So This Is Retirement? wrote:
> Book Lover posted: “The Reverend Dr. William D. Webber was born in St. > Charles, Illinois on July 1, 1930, the fourth of six children of Leroy > Dewey Webber and Freda Diderichsen Webber. The story goes that as his > parents contemplated naming him Zachariah Malachi, his Aunt Dor” >
Sharon, Steven and all the Webber family, we grieve with you at Pastor Bill’s passing, and also rejoice with you that he’s enjoying the splendors of God’s paradise today. He and your mom were such a loving and positive influence during their years in Stockton and beyond. We even traveled to Riverside to honor our children’s request that Pastor Webber baptise them after they moved to southern California.
Our friendship is a gift we’ll always cherish. Blessings to you all…you’re in our thoughts and prayers.