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William H. Schultheis

  • On March 12, 2020

William H. Schultheis, age 76 of Pittsburgh, passed away peacefully on Thursday, March 12, 2020. He was born in Pittsburgh on March 27, 1943 and is the son of the late William C. and Mildred A. Schultheis. Beloved husband of the late Margaret Stuckwish Schultheis; brother of Sandra (Samuel) Pursglove; uncle of Samantha (Robert) Westerlund, Melanie (Luke) Marsh and Alexandra (Adam) Zaffuto.

Before his long illness Bill was an avid sportsman who loved to hunt and fish. He once said, “When I die, I want my obituary to say don’t send flowers, buy a kid a fishing rod.” He was a good friend to all who knew him and a genuinely kind person.

A memorial service will be held at a later date. Arrangements were entrusted to Pittsburgh Cremation & Funeral Care, 5405 Steubenville Pike, Robinson Twp., PA 15136. Please view and sign the family’s online guestbook at www.PittsburghCremation.com.

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Frank Stuckwish
  • Mar 13 2020
Bill was my friend we hunted and fished for many years he was the kindest caring person I know I have nothing but fond memories of our trips to Canada with all our friends some of the best times of my live.Rip my friend you Margie will be waiting until we meet again love you brother
Pam Martin
  • Mar 13 2020
Sandy, please accept my deepest sympathy on the loss of your brother Bill. I remember going up to Hites with you so you could buy his graduation card from Perry. Bill was always so kind to everyone, Heaven gained a special angel, He’s probably already playing his oldies for everyone. My love, prayers and hugs to you and your girls. ❤️🙏🏻
  • Mar 14 2020
Sandy, so sorry for your loss. Prayers & blessings.🙏🏻
Joe Schlafhauser
  • Mar 14 2020
I can’t remember if Bill bought me my first fishing rod, but I was a lucky kid that Bill taught to love fishing. Bill and my brother took me to local lakes where I learned how to cast and catch trout and maybe most importantly the value of patience. They then took me along on multiple fishing trips to Canada where I learned how to jig for pike and walleye, handle bait casting reels and jumping bass. We even went on a fly in trip further north in Canada where I learned not to spit into a mosquito net, not to believe everything that Bill told me “moose piss”, and how to run from a skunk chasing me. These are some of my favorite memories from my childhood and Bill was a big part of them and happy to take his very young cousin along and patiently teach him how to fish. He was always a great guy and fun to be around even if the fish weren’t biting. I wish he was healthy when I had kids of my own. I did my best to teach them how to fish, but it would have been much more fun with Bill.
Susan P. Bartlett
  • Mar 14 2020
Dear Sandy and family, What a lovely sentiment. I really like what Bill said about giving a child a fishing rod. My grandchildren have all been fishing. They wanted to know what it was like, asked to go and enjoyed it so much! I will think of him whenever I see a child with a fishing rod. I know he will be missed always. Love, Susan and Alvery
Clyde Schultheis
  • Mar 15 2020
Bill ( I will always think of him as cousin Billy) was the older cousin that his other cousins would look up to when we were growing up. I was never much of a fisherman but the times I went were with him. I remember his wedding reception which was the first such event that I ever attended. He was interested in a wide variety of things and was a font of esoteric information. From the old Pittsburgh Playhouse in Oakland, hunting, fishing, and camping, start up home businesses, his beloved beagle, to being a disc jockey and more he always had something going on to talk about. He was a caring husband to his dear wife Margie. I will always remember his living room floor covered in beagle toys and the time he showed me what he in humor called the warehouse and loading dock for a home business he had ( his garage and the garage door). The first time he visited the home we live in now he quickly pointed out to us that we had a walnut tree and a chestnut tree on the edge of our property, a fact that we were previously oblivious to, and that we were letting this great resource go to waste. Ever since then we have been gathering this bounty and we still think of him whenever we do that. He was a genuinely wonderful person. I am sure that he is now joyfully reunited with his dear Margie.