William White Horsley

William White Horsley passed away peacefully on Wednesday, July 15, 2026. He is survived by his wife Susan, his five sons Chandler (Cecily Smith), Tony (Catherine Calder), Greg (Tara Bowen), Tyler, and Hunter (Natalia Riboldi), nineteen grandchildren, and one great-grandchild.. He is also survived by his sister Martha Claire Christensen (Fred).

Bill was born on July 27, 1947 in Logan, Utah, the youngest child of Doril White and Clarence LeGrande Horsley. He was preceded in death by his parents and his brothers Brent LeGrande and Stephen, who died in infancy. His reunion with them has undoubtedly been joyous.

Bill grew up in Brigham City, Utah and learned the value of hard work and responsibility after his father passed away unexpectedly when Bill was thirteen. He took jobs to support himself and to help ease the burden on his widowed mother, working at the Peach City restaurant, Zundels clothing store, a local gas station, and on a road construction crew. With the money he earned, he paid for his mission to Germany and the portion of his undergraduate and medical education at the University of Utah not funded by scholarships. A strong work ethic was one of the hallmarks of his life, enabling him to provide for his family and bless countless others.

He served as a missionary of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints in the North German Mission (1967-1969). He married his beloved wife Susan on June 5, 1970 in the Salt Lake Temple. He frequently asked his children, “do you know how much I love your mother?”, a practice he continued into their adulthood. His loyalty to and love for Susan was deep and unwavering.

After graduating from the University of Utah Medical School he pursued additional training at Johns Hopkins University in internal medicine, the Illinois Eye and Ear Infirmary in opthalmology, and the University of Arizona in radiology and neuroradiology. He practiced for 35 years as a deeply caring interventional and neuroradiologist in Scottsdale, Arizona, bringing light and clarity to his patients during their most vulnerable moments. He was elected by his peers to serve as Chief of Medical Staff at Scottsdale Healthcare Shea Hospital as well as President of the Maricopa County Medical Society. Known for his kind demeanor, he went beyond reading images by consistently instilling hope and easing anxieties. His compassionate approach to patients, family, and strangers left a lasting mark, usually accompanied by him stating “bless your heart” at least a few times. He found great joy in helping to alleviate pain and to improve quality of life for his patients and frequently asserted that he loved his work so much that he would do it even if he weren’t paid to do so. It was a regular occurrence at dinner time in the Horsley home for him to describe one or more of that day’s procedures, the relief that it facilitated for the patient, and his deep satisfaction at having played a role in the process.

He was legendary for his quirky exclamations of joy, excitement, and enthusiasm, which would often occur while playing games, watching sporting events, eating a good meal, and listening to particularly upbeat music that he referred to as “real toe tappers”. Almost subconsciously, his eyes would close, his feet would tap to the beat, he would begin to hum the melody, and his hands would move as though he were conducting the song himself. His joy for these simple pleasures of life could not be contained, and he just had to let it out.

Bill’s desire to lift, serve, and love others permeated virtually every aspect of his life, and he was very generous with his time, talents, and resources. It didn’t matter to him if the opportunity to help someone was small or large, he was willing. From helping a total stranger on the side of the road with car trouble, to spending countless hours counseling family, friends, and ward members with medical issues, to treating “the kids at work” (i.e. his employees) with kindness and concern, to calming a distressed child, to taking a sincere and deep interest in each of his children and grandchildren, he was a consistent source of light, hope, and charity. Even after the effects of Alzheimer’s disease made it difficult for him to communicate verbally, he was able to clearly show his love and interest in people with a smile, a wink, a thumbs up, or a squeeze of their hand. What little vocabulary he did have was predominantly used to utter simple expressions of tenderness and encouragement with phrases like “You’re a star!”, “I love you.”, and sometimes simply “You!” with a big smile and his finger pointed at the recipient. His love was profound, and he freely shared it.

He was a devoted follower of Jesus Christ and His gospel and was a dedicated member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints where he diligently and faithfully served in many capacities including missionary, bishopric counselor, Sunday School teacher, high councilor, bishop, and Scoutmaster.

His love of the outdoors shone brightly during his time as Scoutmaster. He loved to fish and camp and responded to each opportunity to do so with perhaps even more enthusiasm than the scouts. He also delighted in taking his kids and grandkids skiing, boating, shooting, and fishing, among countless other adventures, and he never showed up unprepared. He was legendary for packing an extra thousand feet of rope, a spare rod, extra goggles or socks, sunscreen, or whatever piece of gear a child might need to stay warm, safe, and happy for one more run down the mountain or one more cast off the boat. He always had candy bars stashed in what seemed like a bottomless fanny pack, stocked with whatever those around him needed to get through the day. His patience on these outings was endless—he'd untangle a snagged line, warm up a freezing kid on the chairlift, or coach a nervous first-timer through their first descent or their first day on the lake, always with the same steady good humor. The mountains, the lake, rivers and the open sky were truly his happy place, and he never seemed more himself than when he was in those settings with his family at his side.

He lived in kindness and loved through action. His love of the Savior and His gospel was exemplary, and he was an amazing father, teacher, physician, friend, and example.

A funeral service will be held Saturday, August 1 at 11:30 a.m. at the River 5th Ward of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints (1570 West 11400 South, South Jordan, Utah) and will be streamed at

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