William Jeffers Obituary, Death – In Loving Memory of a Tupper Legend who was well-known to a lot of us here today. It is with a very heavy heart that I must inform you of the demise of Mr. Jeffers, who was a member of our family as well as our coach, teacher, co-worker, and friend. Many of us were fortunate enough to have the opportunity to meet him and his wife Barbara (Nikki) at the Tupper 60th Reunion that took place in October of 2019. On November 18th, 2022, this article was published in the newspaper the Province. After a protracted hospitalization that was ultimately caused by pneumonia, Bill died away peacefully.

He is survived by his children Scott and Craig, his daughters Dauna and Karen, his stepsons Chris and Randy, and a large number of grandchildren and great-grandchildren. His first wife, Barbara, passed away before him. Peter Capadouca and Sid Iwata, who have been friends with Bill for a very long time, will miss having lunch with him. Nikki, his wife, is the only one who will be left to mourn him, miss him, and love him for all eternity. The most fulfilling years of Bill’s life were spent as a teacher at Sir Charles Tupper Secondary School, where he worked for a total of 41 years. When he was making everyone’s day at school enjoyable, he was at his very happiest state.

Bill had already decided that he wanted to become a teacher when he was in the kindergarten class. Because he enjoyed Tupper so much, he wished other others to also enjoy their time there. He initiated an overwhelming number of clubs and teams, each with entertaining and, for the most part, suitable activities. He then persuaded teachers to finance these activities, either directly or indirectly. If Bill was looking for you, you knew he had a task for you, and he would make sure that you liked it with the children. If Bill was hunting for you, you knew he had a work for you. Bill was a huge dance fan and used to throw sock hops around lunchtime with his students, despite the fact that the early authorities frowned upon the tradition.

He made the boys in his class who were in the 12th grade sit on the floor for story time and began by saying, “Once upon a time, there was Mr. Electron…” These big, rough-around-the-edges boys were transfixed by what they saw. Bill was a very outgoing and talkative person, and he engaged in conversation with everyone he encountered, including those in front of and behind him in line at the grocery store. Bill, may you rest in peace knowing that you are loved by everyone who had the pleasure of knowing you and seeing your wonderful smile and sparkling blue eyes.
“Those who have left this world can only truly pass away when those who loved them forget about them after they were gone.”