William Hoist Obituary

I was with him, my bro
I the andes.
we rode horses together.
He was a crazy man.
In our gimnastics.
Pasadina City College.
Peru.
Miss you always.... yo.

I finally found this obituary page dedicated to an extraordinary godly and loving man, Bill Hoist. I met Bill at Church On Brady, in Los Angeles. I was in his junior high Sunday school class. I remember him with the beautiful handsome glowing smile on his face, every time he would greet me, as well as his bear hugs (I miss that so much). He was a very warm, kind, gentle, and loving man. I remember his biblical teachings about the 4 Spiritual Laws, and other biblical teachings, and I will never forget them. My very first encounter with him, that I remember, is when he hugged me by the shoulders and said, "LARRY!" I've never known anyone who was so happy to have me in their presence like that before, and I remember feeling very valued, like I've never been valued before. Bill loved me the way I've always needed to be loved, and that's why I deeply miss him. The way he treated me with the utmost respect, love, kindness and dignity, and how he mentored me spiritually, is exactly why I call him my first spiritual father. My condolences to Bill's family, his wife Becky, his children, Allison, Kevin, Brian and Jason Hoist, Bill's parents, all relatives and many who were close to him. God bless you, Hoist family. Bill, I will always love you, until we meet again.

It's 2018. Mr. Hoist was a great influence in my life. In algebra class at Carver.. Thank you

Bill & Becky at Ed & Carrie Vega's wedding.

What more can be said about Bill!

He was the man described in all these sentiments. However I will remember Bill when he came out to Norman Oklahoma to go on a men's retreat with Mike Morren at Pinecove in Tyler Texas, he visited with us and the main conversation was focused on Our Lord Jesus Christ, his family, sharing and ministering to us. Bill was and is a real "Disiple of Christ". As I look back at that times shared, I thank our Lord for bringing him here to Norman and shared time with a wonderful loving man.Thanks Bill for allowing our Lord Jesus to use you in such a magnificant way. You touched many lives with your love, caring and sharing your life.I can imagine Jesus's open arms waiting for you and saying, "Well done my son,enter and receive your crown of many jewels".



Becky and Family, We love you.



Louie and Sonia Vega

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I had the awesome privilege of spending an evening with Bill and some old friends just a month before he died. We laughed heartily and talked deeply because Bill was one of those people you could admire and "admit to" all at once. His transparency of difficulties in recent years allowed me to be transparent about my own struggles.



I knew Bill and Becky from Church on Brady days...they worked with Jr. Highers and I worked with high schoolers. I was always in awe of them from the time they first followed the Jesus way...they put their own love on hold for a year to focus on purity and on loving Jesus with their whole hearts. Then God turned around and gave them back to each other. They were models to me of integrity of life and word. They had to live consistent with what they believed.



Perhaps that is the single thing I admired about both of them...integrity. They wanted to "get it right" in how they lived. Their choices reflected their integrity, and modeled listening to a Higher Voice than the voices of men.



I remember one specific night after some youth event and Bill was leading the charge for cleaning up...even that he did with zeal. As we cleaned it was as if we were on the Road to Emaus...talking about His goodness and His presence among us that night. Thanks for being a brother who pointed me to Him.

I knew Bill from Oneonta Elementary School all the way through graduation from South Pas High. All I can say is that he was an "extreme" person - extremely bright, extremely athletic and extremely popular! But in spite of all these otherwise intimidating attributes, Bill was not a snob. He made everyone feel comfortable around him! You see, he was also extremely genuine! He always had a boyish and exhuberant quality about him that inspired all those around him. I remember he didn't want to wait for our five year class reunion after graduating high school. He threw his own "reunion" by inviting all he could to his parents' house on Marengo Avenue (about a year after graduation)! He actually encouraged us now "grown up" guests to play kid games at one point in the party! If I recall correctly, we all played hide and seek! It was a blast! Bill had the ability to lead even back then! Although a lot of us went our separate ways and I never heard from or about Bill, it is so wonderful to read the tributes in this guest book and find out that he continued to be a wonderful human being throughout his adulthood, as well. What is most comforting to me is finding out that Bill accepted Christ as his Saviour and that he served the Lord and helped people and children in so many ways! I'm sorry for the loss, but glad that he has eternal life and lives on forever...

Bill Hoist was and will always be a hero to me. I met him at the Church on Brady in East Los Angeles when he started attending back in the late 1980's. There was this intense optimism that Bill projected and radiated; adults and kids were always around him. I was blessed to have ministered with him in the church Junior High group were the adventurous memories are abundant.



I remember Bill getting so excited and loud about a Bible lesson that he was teaching, that the ushers from way down-stairs and in the far sanctuary came running up stairs to see if anything was wrong.



The "all-night" sleep overs in the sanctuary with 50+ boys always brought out the best in Bill. The theme was "War-Games" and when Bill showed up with 100 old tennis balls that he had picked-up at a garage sale...it was mayhem!!! Tennis balls would be flying everywhere and there would be Bill leading the charge with 8 adults taking on the 50+ Jr. Highers.



I still have the picture of Bill and I with shaving cream all over us when we lost some kind of "bet" with the Jr highers.



The videos of the "sweet" times of fellowship with the Jr. Highers up in the mountains, in the snow or in the pool at a home remind me how special it was to have Bill as a friend.



I was priviledged to have Bill as a grooms man in my wedding. My pastor, at the time, had never met Bill before, so he inquired of me if Bill was a Navy SEAL. I said "no, but he does something far more hazardous...he's a teacher".



The greatest memory that will always burn in my heart about Bill, is the one that I hold on to the dearest. I would be leading a group in worship to the Lord Jesus Christ and I would see Bill with his eyes closed, hands lifted to the Lord intently focus on praise and singing, then he would say underneath his breath "praise you Heavenly Jesus" and he would smile and look up. As I reflect back to that time, Bill really was a 'true friend and worshipper of Christ',.. now he worships his Lord face to face.

Bill Hoist was a man I greatly admired and respected for his integrity, drive and fire. He meant a great deal to his students and affected the lives of countless people, students and faculty alike. His Chirstian beliefs were evident in all aspects of his life. I will miss him greatly. My condolences to his family.

I met Mr.Hoist one day when I had gotten in trouble at school, when I saw him I was saying to myself "oh man he looks strict, I'm getting suspended from school." He was strict, but he didn't suspend me, he actually started talking to me. He asked me why I was behaving that way, I didn't have an answer for him. We spent about an hour or more talking about my school work and my behavior, we also talked about our favorite music and our believes in God. After I was dismissed from his office I started thinking about what he had told me, and I realized that he was a man who really cared about his students. I started changing my ways because of him. When I had a problem, I sometimes went to him for guidence, he was always available no matter how busy he would be. I will never forget about you, you will always be missed and loved by the people who knew you.

The one word which best describes Bill to me is exuberance. He was always so full of life! He had an enthusiasm which was infectious and always had a positive impact on any group or in any setting. And of course that ear-to-ear grin of his could brighten anyone’s day.



If I had a phrase to describe him I would probably choose “well grounded”. The enthusiasm he brought with him was genuine, not some light & fluffy stuff which passes for the original article. One always felt comfortable when under his wing. If he gave counsel it was always counsel which he would perform himself if he were in your shoes. The trust he earned from others was well deserved, and well placed.



Bill gave to me an example of a life well lived.



In paying tribute to Bill I would be remiss in my duties, Bill himself would chastise me, if I did not mention, and indeed honor, the source of his strength and solid ground for his life which was (and continues to be) Jesus Christ his Lord. Bill never was shy about his faith in God. First, how God had convicted him of his own sin and the sinful nature which had made him an enemy of God. Then, that there must be an accounting for that sin… a terrible day of judgment after death. Then, how God Himself had provided a way out of that fearsome judgment; how God had offered His Son, Jesus, a willing sacrifice, who had died as a substitute for Bill and anyone else who might accept His sacrifice for them. And finally, having accepted Jesus’ death in his place Bill no longer was an enemy of God. He could live in communion with God; walking with Him instead of alone and without hope. No longer did he fear the judgment to come. This was the foundation Bill built his life upon. And we have all witnessed and pay tribute here to how well he built upon that foundation.



I thank God for the opportunity of knowing Bill, and the privilege to call him friend.



Our thoughts and prayers certainly go out to Becky and her children for whom the loss is most acute, and the grief most profound.

Our Blessings and prayers are with The Hoist's Family.

Mr.Hoist was our inspiration for whom we are today, my husband and I were part of the Jefferson Trade Tech program, class of 2000, he always encouraged us to go to college and do our best for our daughter. My husband wasnt sure of what he was going to do after high school, thank god we had Mr. Hoist, because he took the time to tell him about the eletrical program at trade tech, Mr Hoist knew that it was one of the best programs there,and one of the highest pay career,so Mr hoist went ahead and he even set up a class schedule for my husband,so there he was not very convinced about it he join the electrical department and completed the program abtaining his A.S and thanks to him my husband is now an electrical tech for a very big Company and his now working towards his engineering degree as Mr. Hoist would desired, Iam also working towards my teaching career, Thanks for everything Mr.Hoist,We will always remember you with that beautiful smile of yours. We will always do our best in everything we do Y CON MUCHAS GANAS, to honor such a great and unique person.

REST IN PEACE MR.HOIST

C/O 2000 Jefferson Trade Tech

We Will MISS YOU!

Bill and I were good friends from grammar school through high school, and I loved him dearly. I was really looking forward to seeing him at our 30 year high school reunion this summer, and want to send my best wishes to his family. Although I have a lot of great memories of times I spent with Bill, one of my favorites was a time we were playing together, just kicking a ball around on a Saturday afternoon at the Oneonta school playground, and we started singing a popular Beatles song that we both liked, "Hello Goodbye." We were trading off singing lines from the song -- "You say yes," then the other would sing "I say no," and so on. We were hollering at the top of our lungs, running around, and laughing like crazy, singing the chorus together into an imaginary microphone. Bill was a great guy and a good friend, and he will be missed.

I had the honor and pleasure of meeting Mr. Hoist way back in 1989 at Carver Junior High. He was my Algebra teacher. I still remember the first time we met, he did not let me enter his class because my blouse was too reveling. Ever since then we kept fighting one another-he wanted for me to listen and I just wanted for him to leave me alone. I thank God that he continue to insist. When everyone around me had given up on me, he always let me know that he didn't. He believed in me so much that now I will be done with my BA degree and my teaching credential. The funny thing is that we had spoken a few weeks before his passing, he had promise me that he was going to be present the first time that I would call role for my class, now I know that he will still be there just in a better place, HEAVEN!



Mr. Hoist,

I want you to know that you were my inspiration. I hope that one day I'll be half as good of a person, teacer, friend, and parent as what you were.



You'll live forever in my heart and mind,



Jeanette

Bill was one of the finest men I have ever known. He loved his Lord, his family and his students. As a fellow Christian and teacher, I hope that I may impact the lives of students as he did. This was a life well lived. Pat and I send our love and prayers to Becky and the kids.

To an old friend and cousin, Bill,

for all the fond memories of our younger days, the family gatherings at Charlie and Opal's, and me and you against our other cousins in the wild berry fights we used to have and the stained shirts our parents would shriek at, I think about them often. I'm sorry we never kept in touch but I was always proud of you for what I'd heard you'd accomplished in your life. You certainly made a big difference and you left this world a better place. You're now in God's hands. Say hello to Charlie & Opal for me. I'll never forget you. Take care and I love you.

My name is Lizet and Mr. Hoist was the coordinator at the Jefferson/Trade-tech program. He was an AMAZING person, a person whom i believed only existed in the imagination of a lonely youth who had no one to believed in. He had such a presence about him that is hard to discribed it's like he could read your mind and knew what you were capable of. He always pushed you to strive higher and reach far beyond your potential, to succeed and amount to something positive in life. I remember one fond memory when i finished the program and i thought it was over and I had no idea where to go from there. The next morning he called..lol and ask " so whats the plan?" and i basically told him what he wanted to hear lol. I told him i was going to continue to finish H.S and go to college. He said "good, now how are you going to go about that?" Again i told him what he wanted to hear lol. I told him that i was going to attend APCH to finish my requisites and go to college and transfer to a 4 yr university. In reality i really didn't know if i was capable of accomplishing what i just said. I felt i had to tell him that so that he could be proud of me. I always looked for his approval and just loved it when i would give me a hug when i accomplished my goals, I felt so special. It was then that i realized that i wanted to become a teacher, I want to inspire kids and make a difference in their lives as he had made in mine. he was always there to push you and incourage you as he always said "Con Ganas!". he is truly my inspiration, my mentor, everything that i would want to be. As a result of his tenecious presence in my life I am one year of completing my degree. He always said that he will be waiting for my invitation. I know that he wil be there in spirit and i know i will make him proud. He will always be missed and loved by all the lives he had touched. We love you Mr. Hoist you are an inpiration to all and never be forgotten.

Bill was always a man with great enthusiasm and focus in all that he did. I knew him from the Church On Brady where he led Bible studies for the Jr. High ministry. Always willing to care and always ready to give advice from the Scriptures. He will be dearly missed and never forgotten.

I met Mr. Hoist when I was a freshman At Carver Jr. High. I was one of his problem students and always believed that he hated me. That is till he took the time to explain to me that he hated the way I was wasting my potential and gave me a chance to be in his class eventhought I was assigned to another. He never gave up on me, he always believed in me. He taught me that even thought he cared about me I still needed discipline, he never let me get away with anything. He actually told my girlfriends parents about me.(that was embarrasing) But he just wanted me to focus. Truly I was able to get where I am in life in no small part due to Mr. Hoist. whether at Carver, Jefferson or even at Trade Tech (to help me graduate high school)you where always there. I regret that you had to leave this world in such an untimely fashion, because you still had so much to offer. But all of us the fruits of your labors are here to carry on in your steps. You will never be forgotten. I am sure you are in heaven somewhere teaching Algebra to an Angel or something...... Thank you Mr. Hoist you truly where one of the good ones.

Mr. William Hoist was my Algebra teacher at Carver Jr High, then became my Trig/Math Analysis and Algebra II teacher at Jefferson HS. Year after year, on the first day of class he would ALWAYS play the movie "Stand and Deliver" and he'd confess that the remainder of the year would be modeled after Jaime Escalante's teaching methods. Funny thing is, he meant it! He'd give us extra points (or make up points) if we came into his class at 6:30am or if we stayed after school until 4:30pm to complete our assignments. I still remember when I told him that I had accepted Jesus as my savior - he cried, he laughed, and he prayed for me. In many more ways than I can count - he really did touch my life and he will live in my heart forever.



I just found the poem I wrote for Mr. Hoist on March 18, 1994. This was right after he started the Eagle's Math Club (when we had to come in early or leave late everyday). I gave him a copy of this poem and we had a minor ceremony as a class. You should have seen him all teary eyed as I read it aloud and another student rewarded him with a ghetto silver eagle pendent (the size of my palm) that we had all contributed to purchase for him. He kept his cool but his eyes were watery as he humbly lowered his head and we placed the silver eagle around his neck....he kept that position for a few minutes then finally he raised his head humbly and grinned (as he often did) from cheek to cheek. THAT is the Bill Hoist I will remember!



Master Eagle 3/18/94



After all of the time you've given me when nobody else seemed to care I don't know how to repay you for everything you taught me was fair.



You've helped me realize that I, too, can fly regardless of what others may say now I can spread my wings and aim high and know that I'll get there some day.



You taught me how to take risky steps that not many people take

without being afriad of falling and you've impacted me so that now I can feel my calling.



Although the winds might come against me you told me to rise up and above and due to your eveyday interest in my life myself, I have grown to love.



You've dedicated your dreams and hopes to me you're the one that had faith in me all along and even when I couldn't see your plan for me I knew that you always had a note for me in your song.



Well, my Master Eagle, we have still have many more places to go

and although this isn't the end of our journey together I just thought I'd let you know that on behalf of the Eagle's Club I'd like to thank you so.



We love you Mr. Hoist.

goodbye Bill

Our sincere condolences to all the Hoists. Our love and prayers are with you.

The McKnights