William Miles Tunno

Bill Tunno passed away on November 26, 2012 after a courageous battle with a long illness. He was 78 years old. A memorial service will be held on Thursday, November 29, 2012 at 11 a.m. in Saint James Episcopal Church on James Island.

Bill was born in Atlanta, GA on October 24, 1934 to Julian Roswell Tunno and Emily Leigh Tunno. He has a younger brother, Leigh Tunno. His childhood was spent in Spartanburg, SC where he attended Spartanburg High School. He also graduated from Wofford College with a degree in chemistry.Bill married his high school sweetheart, Elisa Ott on September 1, 1956. They had four children, Marian, Miles, Julia and Dicksie.

He proudly served his country in the Army Reserves where he was honorably discharged as a Captain. He spent his career as a respected businessman in the paint manufacturing industry. He was owner of Hanley Paint Co. in El Paso, TX for 15 years and also served as president of Color Guild International.

Bill is survived by his wife of 56 years, Elisa and his four children, Marian Leigh Grace and her husband Pete of San Angelo, TX, Miles Tunno and his wife Velma of Mobile, AL, Julia Denegri and her husband Chris of Collierville, TN and Dicksie Tunno of Charleston, SC. He is also survived by 9 grandchildren, two nephews, Julian and Ferebee Tunno and a niece, Margaret Keys, cousins, Dean Tunno, Champ Tunno and innumerable friends.

For those that were fortunate enough to have known Bill, a kind word, quick joke and humility were the order of the day. He was a wonderful husband, father and friend. He loved his country and loved God. Bill will be greatly missed.

Memorials may be made to St. James Church, 1872 Camp Road, James Island, SC 29412 or Wofford College, 429 North Church Street, Spartanburg, SC 29303.

MISS ME BUT LET ME GO
(Author unknown)
When I come to the end of the road,
and the sun has set for me,
I want no rites in gloom-filled rooms,
why cry for a soul set free?
Miss me a little - but not too long,
and not with your head bowed low;
Remember the love that we once shared
miss me -- but let me go.
For this is a journey that we all must take,
and each must go alone.
It's all a part of the Master's plan,
a step on the road to home.
When you are lonely and sick at heart,
go to the friends we know,
and busy your sorrows in doing good deeds.
Miss me -- but let me go.