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This memorial website was created in memory of our loved one, Wendell Hill, Jr., 70 years old, born on December 28, 1952, and passed away on August 18, 2023. We will remember him forever.
September 4, 2023
September 4, 2023
Gail Silver
To Woody Hill: I don't remember if I sent you a note or not, because I was so distraught at the news of losing your father, Wendell, and, almost at the same time, losing Alan Gross, one of Kurt Reichenbach's and my best friends! Wendell and I became very close when we worked closely together on Kurt's memorial and I was about to call Wendell when I saw your post: I loved Wendell and Alan so much and didn't want to share about Alan's death until I spoke to his magnificent wife, Norma Topa Gross, who is going through such deep sorrow right now, as are you and your family, dear Woody! Wendell and Alan will never be forgotten: Two beautiful human beings. RIP Wendell and Alan and Much Love, Hugs and Support to both of your families! xoxo
September 1, 2023
September 1, 2023
This is John Sweet from the old neighborhood (Hillandale). I lived around the corner on Cresthaven Drive. The fact that I randomly came across this Tribute site is a testament to the connective power and reach of the Internet. And a few coincidences thrown in.

Wow. So sorry to hear this news and condolences to the Hill family and friends. I knew Butch (he was always Butch to me) for a short time but wanted to share a few memories. I think we met in about 1964 and it was through a shared interest in comic books. I vaguely remember a Superman Club (yes, Butch was an organizer!). And the homemade movies. Let me tell you about movies I "acted" in. Butch made a Spiderman movie and I recall his own take on some Twilight Zone stories. And we did one on a popular TV show at the time, The Invaders. And who could forget The Man from U.N.C.L.E.? Butch loved that show.

But the one memory that really sticks out is when Butch created a comic book of his own. He wrote and illustrated the stories and he asked me about producing it (it was on carbon paper). I went to the school front office at Francis Scott Key Jr. High and asked one of the secretaries if she would print it on the "mimeo" machine. And she agreed! So for a year or so I would take the pile of papers into school and she would discretely run it off for us. I'm sure she was a rule-breaker!

We moved away in 1968 or so and I don't think I ever saw Butch again. Ironically, I have lived in Laytonsville for many years just down the road from Olney. Who knows? Our paths may have crossed unknowingly.

Once again, my condolences to all of the Hills. I hope these words have provided a small glimpse into happy days decades ago. I've enjoyed dredging these up.

John Sweet
jjdjsweet@comcast.net
August 26, 2023
August 26, 2023
The world lost an amazing soul last week. My Dad, Wendell Hill Jr passed away in his sleep last Friday. He was one-of-a-kind, always cheerful and positive, even in the face of adversity and hardship.

In 2018 he was suffering from numerous health issues, the worst of which was a congenital liver disease known as Alpha-1 deficiency. In early 2019 he became the recipient of a new liver, and began the long road of recovery back to full health. He had been away from his home for nearly a year, bouncing between rehab facilities and hospitals, nearly dying about six different times.

This entire time, despite all the reasons he would be justified in acting miserable, he didn’t. He was the opposite. He always smiled and laughed, cracking jokes with every nurse, doctor, and attendant that passed through his room, brightening their days and spreading his cheerful demeanor to others. He fought to live, to have more time on this earth with his family and friends (and to catch a few more movies at the theater while he was at it).

After he was admitted to the hospital in 2018, I made the tough decision to leave New Orleans and return to Maryland. At first I stayed with my sister Laura, but eventually moved in with my Mom and Dad when he returned home from the hospital in 2019. Later my sister joined us, and for a little over a year, the four of us were under the same roof as we had been in my childhood. And during this time, my Dad’s health skyrocketed in the right direction. He was fully rehabilitated, able to move about on his own, and even kept up a light exercise routine (I had never witnessed this before in my life). He survived the pandemic despite being an immunosuppressed transplant patient. He was thriving in all the ways that mattered most. And he was alive, enjoying so many meaningful moments with his family that almost never came to be.

He meant so much to me and to so many others. Some might say Kurt Reichenbach was his best friend, but I would selfishly argue that it was me. He taught me so much, like how to show genuine love and compassion to people, and how to be friendly and patient. He exposed me to comedy, magic, and creative writing. He helped me make a better Indiana Jones Halloween costume year after year. I know he loved me, just as he loved his wife Karen and his daughter Laura. I know this because he told us all the time, and we told him we loved him just as much. I truly believe he died without anything left unsaid.

I’m going to miss you, Dad. A lot. I will always hold your memory in my heart and I am so thankful for all the moments we shared in our lifetimes, especially the extra ones at the end. Rest in peace, and we’ll see you on the other side.

-Woody

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September 4, 2023
September 4, 2023
Gail Silver
To Woody Hill: I don't remember if I sent you a note or not, because I was so distraught at the news of losing your father, Wendell, and, almost at the same time, losing Alan Gross, one of Kurt Reichenbach's and my best friends! Wendell and I became very close when we worked closely together on Kurt's memorial and I was about to call Wendell when I saw your post: I loved Wendell and Alan so much and didn't want to share about Alan's death until I spoke to his magnificent wife, Norma Topa Gross, who is going through such deep sorrow right now, as are you and your family, dear Woody! Wendell and Alan will never be forgotten: Two beautiful human beings. RIP Wendell and Alan and Much Love, Hugs and Support to both of your families! xoxo
September 1, 2023
September 1, 2023
This is John Sweet from the old neighborhood (Hillandale). I lived around the corner on Cresthaven Drive. The fact that I randomly came across this Tribute site is a testament to the connective power and reach of the Internet. And a few coincidences thrown in.

Wow. So sorry to hear this news and condolences to the Hill family and friends. I knew Butch (he was always Butch to me) for a short time but wanted to share a few memories. I think we met in about 1964 and it was through a shared interest in comic books. I vaguely remember a Superman Club (yes, Butch was an organizer!). And the homemade movies. Let me tell you about movies I "acted" in. Butch made a Spiderman movie and I recall his own take on some Twilight Zone stories. And we did one on a popular TV show at the time, The Invaders. And who could forget The Man from U.N.C.L.E.? Butch loved that show.

But the one memory that really sticks out is when Butch created a comic book of his own. He wrote and illustrated the stories and he asked me about producing it (it was on carbon paper). I went to the school front office at Francis Scott Key Jr. High and asked one of the secretaries if she would print it on the "mimeo" machine. And she agreed! So for a year or so I would take the pile of papers into school and she would discretely run it off for us. I'm sure she was a rule-breaker!

We moved away in 1968 or so and I don't think I ever saw Butch again. Ironically, I have lived in Laytonsville for many years just down the road from Olney. Who knows? Our paths may have crossed unknowingly.

Once again, my condolences to all of the Hills. I hope these words have provided a small glimpse into happy days decades ago. I've enjoyed dredging these up.

John Sweet
jjdjsweet@comcast.net
August 26, 2023
August 26, 2023
The world lost an amazing soul last week. My Dad, Wendell Hill Jr passed away in his sleep last Friday. He was one-of-a-kind, always cheerful and positive, even in the face of adversity and hardship.

In 2018 he was suffering from numerous health issues, the worst of which was a congenital liver disease known as Alpha-1 deficiency. In early 2019 he became the recipient of a new liver, and began the long road of recovery back to full health. He had been away from his home for nearly a year, bouncing between rehab facilities and hospitals, nearly dying about six different times.

This entire time, despite all the reasons he would be justified in acting miserable, he didn’t. He was the opposite. He always smiled and laughed, cracking jokes with every nurse, doctor, and attendant that passed through his room, brightening their days and spreading his cheerful demeanor to others. He fought to live, to have more time on this earth with his family and friends (and to catch a few more movies at the theater while he was at it).

After he was admitted to the hospital in 2018, I made the tough decision to leave New Orleans and return to Maryland. At first I stayed with my sister Laura, but eventually moved in with my Mom and Dad when he returned home from the hospital in 2019. Later my sister joined us, and for a little over a year, the four of us were under the same roof as we had been in my childhood. And during this time, my Dad’s health skyrocketed in the right direction. He was fully rehabilitated, able to move about on his own, and even kept up a light exercise routine (I had never witnessed this before in my life). He survived the pandemic despite being an immunosuppressed transplant patient. He was thriving in all the ways that mattered most. And he was alive, enjoying so many meaningful moments with his family that almost never came to be.

He meant so much to me and to so many others. Some might say Kurt Reichenbach was his best friend, but I would selfishly argue that it was me. He taught me so much, like how to show genuine love and compassion to people, and how to be friendly and patient. He exposed me to comedy, magic, and creative writing. He helped me make a better Indiana Jones Halloween costume year after year. I know he loved me, just as he loved his wife Karen and his daughter Laura. I know this because he told us all the time, and we told him we loved him just as much. I truly believe he died without anything left unsaid.

I’m going to miss you, Dad. A lot. I will always hold your memory in my heart and I am so thankful for all the moments we shared in our lifetimes, especially the extra ones at the end. Rest in peace, and we’ll see you on the other side.

-Woody
His Life

Wendell L. Hill, Jr - Obituary

August 25, 2023
Wendell L. Hill, Jr., born December 28, 1952, passed peacefully in his sleep in the comfort of his home in Olney, Maryland on August 18, 2023 at the age of 70. 

Wendell was born in Takoma Park, Maryland where his parents first met.  He lived in Montgomery County in a house his father built.  In his early years he enjoyed fun-filled summers traveling and camping with his family on long treks, visiting other family in California and even going south of the border to Mexico.  He absorbed America’s history, witnessing the beauty of national parks, natural landmarks, and differing cultures and foods.  Frequently summers were spent at Deep Creek Lake learning to swim, camping in the family’s travel trailer, and playing with family friends.  He got to experience more in his childhood than most people do in their lifetimes.

From an early age and to the end of his life, Wendell enjoyed learning new magic tricks and delighted in entertaining all who were interested.  During grade school years, he would film scripted “Hollywood-style movies” with his neighborhood friends and hold viewings of the films with popcorn and treats for all in attendance.  As a teen Wendell loved and collected comic books and learned to draw from transposing the pictures of his favorite comic heroes.  In his high school years, he planned grand and elaborate Halloween experiences, engaging his friends as volunteers to execute the haunted events.  He got involved in other extracurriculars such as the school newspaper and was eventually found to be a “pretty funny guy.”  One of his teachers encouraged him to partner with his close friend Kurt to perform a comedy routine at Takoma Academy’s talent show.  This would be the world’s introduction to the infamous “Reichenbach & Hill” comedy duo.  Their comedy routine repeatedly won the top award at the T.A. talent show, and they went on to perform at every alumni reunion they could attend thereafter.

After graduating from Takoma Academy, he went on to earn a degree in commercial art from Montgomery College.  After that he spent a summer in Northern Virginia with a small church group learning the art of Bible study.  He also began a multi-year personal involvement in church youth group ministry.  In 1974 Wendell attended Andrews University in Michigan to further his religious education.

In 1975 he met the love of his life, Karen Arkebauer, and married her later the same year.  He continued volunteer youth ministry at The Village Church in Berrien Springs, Michigan, and then at the Takoma Park Church after he and Karen returned to Maryland.  In 1981 Wendell and Karen were blessed with their first child, Laura Hill, and their son Wendell (Woody) Hill III six years later.    

Wendell’s first job was in a print shop which was a perfect segway into commercial art.  He later became known for his work in real estate and was also no stranger to small business and consulting.  All of these incorporated his creative talents in writing, drawing, and both physical and digital artwork.  In addition to being an accomplished artist, he also had an ear for music.  He dabbled with the piano, guitar, and harmonica, and had a knack for picking up just about any instrument.  Wendell would quickly decipher whatever melody had been stuck in his head, often adding his own humorous twist to the music and lyrics.

His hobbies included comedic performance, enjoying movies with friends and family, and anything involving J.R.R. Tolkien’s “The Lord of the Rings.”  In his young adulthood he started, owned, and operated his own company, “Land of Legend” from which he created, produced, and distributed the board game “Quest of the Magic Ring” and a live-action-role-playing instructional booklet entitled “Rules for the Live Ring Game.”  As a result of his business venture, Wendell also began a lifelong trend of staying ahead of the technological curve, and he always procured and mastered the latest computers and tech gadgets for both work and recreation.

More than his professional successes, Wendell will be remembered for his selfless love, genuine caring, and cheerful humor.  His positivity and ability to make people laugh brightened the days of all who knew him.  He was a loving husband and father, and instantly became friends with anyone he met.  There seemed no limit to his willingness to help others and his desire to bring happiness to everyone in his life.

Wendell was a beloved son, husband, father, and uncle.  He was preceded in death by his loving parents, Wendell Hill Sr. and Ruth Hill; his older sister Bonnie Chaney (Carroll); and his loving daughter Laura Hill (Trey).  He is survived by his beloved wife Karen; his son Wendell “Woody” Hill III (Kacie); and his younger sister Kathleen “Kate” Hill.  He also leaves behind a host of extended family including nieces and nephews, in-laws, and life-long friends whom he loved dearly.

Wendell received a liver transplant in 2019 which gave him four extra years of life with his family and friends.  In lieu of flowers, please consider donating to Mercy Hospital Institute for Digestive Health and Liver Disease, or to the University of Maryland Medical Center Transplant Team (see links below).  These are causes near and dear to Wendell and to his surviving family.


*** Mailing List for Memorial Updates: https://mailchi.mp/68a18e00d5d8/wendellhill


* Mercy Hospital Institute for Digestive Health and Liver Disease: mdmercy.com/giving

(click “donate now,” and select “Liver Disease” from the drop-down menu)


* UMMC Transplant Team: ummsfoundation.org

(click “donate now,” and select “Division of Transplantation” from the drop-down menu)


* Register to become an organ donor at: donatelife.net


Recent stories

"The One"

September 28, 2023

Butch (Wendell) dated around for a few years, but didn’t feel he was ready to settle down and marry.

Then he attended a wedding with a friend.  At the wedding reception, he told his friend that he was bored and wanted to leave.  Karen Arkebauer overheard his comment and whirled around and introduced herself.

So they began talking, and Butch was smitten and REALLY wanted to see Karen again.  Karen was interested too because she agreed to a date with him.

After they dated awhile, he realized she was “The One”.  He then sat me down, told me he was going to ask Karen to marry him, and watched for my reaction.

Now Karen and I had attended Columbia Union College at the same time.  But our paths did not cross because our curricula were different.  We were never in the same class.  Still, I got to know her from Butch dating her and felt she and Butch would have a good marriage.

But this was my Big Brother, and I had the typical jealousy of others who infringed on his time, attention and love.  But I sucked it in and said, “GREAT”!

Butch did the romantic, chivalrous thing and asked Karen’s father Paul if he could have Karen’s hand in marriage.  Paul initially gave Butch a hard time, but then relented and gave his permission.

They married in 1975, and waited five years before starting a family.  Then we welcomed Laura into our family.  Then a few years later, we welcomed Wendell III, aka Woody, aka Woodchuck (the nickname my sister Bonnie bestowed on him).

Butch and Karen celebrated 48 wedding anniversaries

Reichenbach & Hill

September 23, 2023
In the 60’s and 70’s a popular comedy TV show, Rowan & Martin’s Laugh-In, aired. It was hosted by Dan Rowan, who served as the serious straight guy, and Dick Martin, who balanced the act as the funny goofy guy.

Butch (Wendell) and Kurt Reichenbach developed their own comedy routine inspired by the show.  They faced the challenge of coming up with a name for it.  Would it be “Hill & Reichenbach”, or “Reichenbach & Hill”?  As an innocent bystander to the “discussions”, I witnessed the back-and-forth that went on for hours.  Egos were at stake.  I guess Kurt eventually wore Butch down and won out, and “Reichenbach & Hill” was born.

Each routine involved hours of writing, memorizing and rehearsing the skit. There were no cue cards or teleprompters for them.

They won the top award at several Takoma Academy talent shows.  They also performed at TA reunions.  Occasionally they would drag me into a skit when they needed an extra body.  Even though I was terrified of being on stage, this was fun.  

I know how lucky I was to have such talented brothers. 


The Top Real Estate Agent

September 6, 2023

Wendell (Butch) took to real estate and quickly became a top agent at what was then Coldwell Banker. The top agents soon realized that they could keep more of the sales commission, and have more flexibility in managing their work, if they moved to a company like RE/MAX.  He did this and continued setting records there.

The manager of his RE/MAX office had a practice of holding meetings so the less experienced agents could learn from the top producers.  Wendell knew this was a waste of HIS time.  He would be teaching the Newbies, but was not learning anything himself.  In exasperation he finally told the manager, “There’s no one in this room I can sell a house to!!”  So that’s how he recused himself from attending those dreadful meetings.

He served as my agent when I bought both my houses, and sold my first house.  He always went above and beyond what most agents would do.  This included—and I am not making this up—helping to capture the mice that were using my (by then vacant) house to party in!

Settlements were always a big deal in my family, with photos taken.  The above photo was at Laura's settlement.  I was always so grateful that I had my Bro as my trusted real estate agent.

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