William M. Drake II

William Matthew Drake II, 48, of Coatesville passed away Friday April 28, 2017 at home.

Born at Andrews Air Force Base, George G. Meade, Maryland, he was the son of William Matthew Drake and Virginia F. Bass, and the husband of Kim M. (Forman) Drake.

The Drake family eventually relocated to Southern California where William was reared and educated. During his school years, William was very active in sports. He enjoyed and excelled in both track and tennis. William graduated from Buena Park High School in Buena Park, California.

After William's school years, he proudly joined the United States Navy. He later enjoyed a successful career as a sales manager in the telecommunications and wireless industry. He was also store manager for Radio Shack, Verizon, Sprint, and others.

Many people noticed and commented about his light green/hazel colored eyes which caught everyone's attention. He was an avid video-gamer and enjoyed his time with his X-Box when not spending time with his three daughters.

William maintained an inspirational site on Facebook named Testimony & Praise that helped many individuals manage their depression and other emotional challenges. Among his goals was to become a motivational speaker and a psychological counselor.

William Drake was a well-mannered, very likable, and polite man. He was fun, funny, even a little bit silly, all wrapped into one enjoyable personality. He was loving, inspiring, and very kind to all that had the pleasure to meet him. He was indeed a wonderful husband, father, son, and brother. William M. Drake II has positively touched the lives of many and will be missed by all.

William is survived by his wife Kim M. Drake of West Chester; his daughters, Cheyenne, Sequoia and ShoShoni Drake; his mother, Virginia F. Bass of Phoenixville; his father, William Matthew Drake of LaPalma California; his sister, Lesa Drake of Phoenixville; his brother, Sean Brooks of Schaumburg, Illinois, a host of nieces, nephews, cousins, aunts, uncles, and many beloved friends.

Miss Me But Let Me Go

When I come to the end of the day 
And the sun has set for me 
I want no rites in a gloom-filled room. 
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 we once shared– 
Miss me, but let me go. 
For this is a journey we all must take 
And each must go alone. 
It’s all a part of the Maker’s plan, 
A step on the road to home. 
When you are lonely and sick at heart 
Go to the friends we know 
And bury your sorrows 
In doing good deeds– 
Miss me, but let me go.