William Lloyd Bartreau, born June 17, 1931 in Ecorse, Michigan. The son of Edith Eliason Bartreau Zeno and William Martin Bartreau, former husband of Evelyn Cecile Brady Bartreau. Mr. Bartreau was raised in Toledo, Ohio and later his family moved to Tucson Arizona.
Bill proudly served 20 years to our country and government. Beginning by enlisting in the United States Air force during the Korean conflict. He also attended the University of Arizona and later joined the Tucson Police Department. He entered the Foreign Service after accepting a post in San Jose Costa Rica as a Public Safety Officer for the United States Agency for International Development. After seven years there, he was posted to Bogotá, Colombia where he served five years as the Chief Public Safety Officer.
Upon his and the family’s return stateside, he retired from the Foreign Service and accepted a position with Neiman Marcus in Dallas Texas. He retired again and left Dallas to return to his beloved southwest home of Tucson. He led an exciting, productive life and will be sadly missed by his loving family and many good friends and colleagues. He is survived by his daughters Tamara L. Bartreau of Durham, NC, Stephanie J. Bartreau of Des Moines, IA, and his son William M. Bartreau of Arlington, VA. His grand-daughters Alison Ahumada of Tucson, AZ, Nicole Bartreau-Murray (Adam) of Chapel Hill, NC, and Miranda Bartreau-Murray of Chapel Hill, NC and his former wife.
Final resting place will be at the Veterans Cemetery at Quantico.
Memorial Tributes To William
A Tibute from Carroll Clutter
Bill, I'm glad to have known you and am honored to be considered your friend. You had many that loved you and will surely miss you. Rest in peace.
Paladin 10/04/11
What a nice man his family must be very proud of him all his valuable work.William has earned his peaceful heavenly place,were he will wait for his love'd one's to join him one day,shine brightly Sir night to you Angel!
Love you, Daddy. We'll miss you much. I brought your grandchildren some of your favorite tamales and we'll think of you when we eat them
Memorial Poems Left For William
Grieve the Warrior, You
Author: Earl Davis
Every decision made is the result of a choice, sometimes mine, sometimes yours. It was my choice to join. It was your choice what I was to be. God did not make the Warrior, man did. In the life we live, the Warrior is a necessity. It is the responsibility of the Warrior to protect and defend the freedom of others, no matter how high the cost. The color of freedom is red.
Grieve the Warrior, You.
Once a Warrior is made, there is no going back. He is forever changed. It is up to you to honor and respect the Warrior in his transformations. A Warrior has wisdom you will never know, let alone understand. Among Indian tribes of old, only a Warrior could become Chief, and only a Chief could advance to Sage.
Grieve the Warrior, You.
There is a Wall filled with bygone heroes, honored and respected. A virtual Wall exists with four times the names, fallen Warriors that shouldn't be, but driven there by dishonor and disrespect. There are many, many more who are alive, but dead at the same time. You have chosen to put it all behind you. It is past now, so let us forget it, like it never happened. Warriors can't put it down, can't forget because it is still happening to their minds.
Grieve the Warrior, You.
Whatever you think of them, or not think of them, doesn't change a thing. You have made them Warriors and Warrior forever they will be. You see I am a Warrior. No one ever says, "I was" or "I will be", but "I am." I am the price of your freedom. Your world exists because of mine, and mine exist because of yours. Your visions are many and varied, of bright and beautiful things to come. The visions of a Warrior are contained in one _____ A thousand-yard stare.
Never mind, the Warrior will grieve You.
GodSpeed my friend,I learned much from you.
Bill Heath
Left by maureen 18/04/11
