A Hero Gets His Curtain Call


By JP Schmidt

Good afternoon,

We leave our fingerprint on this world based on the life we lead, and we all hope to leave a positive impact during our time here. We are here today to honor and celebrate the life of Bruce Hill, to talk about our memories of him and the impact he had on each of us, the fingerprints he left on our lives. I have thought a lot about what it is I want to share about Bruce this afternoon, the way he specifically impacted my life and the way I think about things.

They say there is beauty in simplicity. I’m a believer in this and I think Bruce more than anyone proved this to be true. Bruce didn’t need fancy expensive material things to find the joy in life, the joy in each day, or the joy in each moment. Maybe this is why he stayed so positive throughout his illness, because he focused on the now, he relished in the moment at hand, he didn’t rush or wish life away.

He enjoyed that moment he was in when he was caring for his lawn, or washing his vehicles, or going on a long walk with a loving dog. Bruce knew that each moment was a gift and he had a love for things that we often take for granted. I worked for years close to Bruce’s childhood home town, so we often discussed the area and when we did boy did his face light up with delight. I would enjoy listening to the tales of his youth, but more so enjoyed watching Bruce open up about it. Bruce didn’t volunteer a lot of stories of his youth, nor did he discuss the future much, because, again, he was more concerned with the now. If you asked him about certain memories or a specific time, he of course would share those stories with you, but usually it was Bruce asking about you, “How are you? How’s the family? How’s my girl Piper?”

When you asked Bruce for help, he never hesitated, he simply said “Ok”. I remember the first time I brought Piper over to meet him, she was 12 weeks old and I think Bruce was 60. As she clumsily climbed up the stairs she was greeted by Bruce at the top of them. No, not standing there waiting for her, Bruce was instead down on the floor to greet her. He played with her, scratched her belly, let her climb all over him. I’m sure many of you have seen pictures of Bruce also down on the floor with his granddaughter Ella. That’s what Bruce did, he related to people, children, and animals in the most simple but beautiful way. Whether a child or a puppy, he came down to their level. If he passed by a neighbor he’d wave and say hello, cause in that moment, that’s what you do. It’s simple and it’s beautiful.

I’ll never forget the day Bruce was told his cancer was back, it was March 22, 2017. I remember this well because I was with Mrs. H. when she got the call from the doctor. The reason we were all together was because we were at the ICU in Dover as my Mom was in the final hours of her life. Mrs. H. told Bruce the news she received from the doctor, and in typical Bruce fashion he simply nodded his head and said “Ok” and immediately went back to focusing on my Mom. I wanted to share that because, again, I think it shows how much Bruce lived in the moment. Even after receiving devastating news he didn’t look back, he didn’t look ahead, he instead stayed with my family and focused on our needs in that difficult time. To Bruce that was simple, to me it was beautiful.

Now on a lighter note I wanted to share one of my favorite Bruce stories, which is when he was pulled over by the police. No Bruce wasn’t speeding, he didn’t do anything illegal, he was pulled over because the police officer saw his pet sitting advertisement, told Bruce he needed a good pet sitter and heard he had a good reputation. I wasn’t there, but I am sure Bruce response was probably “oh, Ok”

I will miss talking sports with Bruce, watching how excited he got to discuss a great game or a great play. Now I am a Mets fan and any of you who might be as well know that’s not an easy thing to be. But, I am going to hold on to some hope here. I know the Yanks were Bruce’s main baseball team, but in his final hours the hospice nurse asked him what his favorite team was and yes, Bruce said, and I quote, “The Mets.” So Bruce, with all the agony that comes with being a Mets fan I am going to forever hold on to the possibility that you entered heaven routing for the Mets.

Speaking of hospice, after Bruce had passed that night and Mrs. H., Chris, Doug and I were leaving the hospital, the staff greeted us on our way down the hall. They offered their condolences and one of the nurses who had just come on duty told Mrs. H. she was sorry. Mrs. H. said to her, “I wish you could have known him, he was one of a kind.” The nurse replied stating, “Oh I knew him well.” We all kind of looked at each other thinking maybe this is standard hospice code? Act as if you knew the patient well? Mrs. H. said to her, “Oh you did?” The nurse said, “Well yes, very well, he took care of my dogs for years.” I don’t know what it was, but it was exactly what we needed to hear in that moment of sadness, it was typical Bruce. We didn’t think of the sadness we just experienced, or the sadness that would be coming in the near future, it gave us a laugh and a smile in that moment. It was simple and it was beautiful.

Bruce had said to me in the hospital that when he got out he wanted to have a party, a party at St Jude’s with family and friends. Bruce, we hope you enjoy your party. We thank you for leaving your fingerprints on our lives, for showing us the beauty in simplicity, for showing us the importance and beauty of living in the moment, for showing us how to appreciate the small things. In Doug’s eulogy he mentioned three things Bruce always lived by: Be Good, Work Hard, Help Others. If I could add one more thing to that it would be: Take time to smell the roses. Bruce always did. So when you leave today and you think about Bruce, I encourage you to wave to your neighbors, get down on the floor with the children and pets in your lives, if someone asks for help and it’s within your means, say “OK”.  And everyday live in the moment, take time to smell the roses.

Now most of you know that Bruce was a phenomenal baseball player. If not for injury he probably would have had a nice professional career playing it. In baseball, fans honor a great performance by giving a standing ovation known as a curtain call. So I am going to ask you all to stand, put your hands together, and let’s give Bruce and his life a well-deserved curtain call!


Eulogy for Bruce Hill


By Douglas Palermo

Good morning. Thank you for coming out for Bruce today. That alone would be enough of a tribute to the life of Bruce Hill, but I’ve had the pleasure of being at my mom’s side as her phone exploded with text message after text message, Facebook alert after Facebook alert, as she read all the beautiful testimonies of what Bruce meant to so many people.  The outpouring of love and support showered on my family these past few very difficult days has been humbling, and I wanted to thank everybody for that. As I sat down to write this I couldn’t think of what more I could possibly say about Bruce Hill that hasn’t already been said. But I’ll try.

It’s very difficult trying to make sense of how somebody so good would be taken from us so soon, when he had so much more to experience, and give, and teach us. What I have been trying to tell myself to make sense of it is that Bruce didn’t die young, he graduated early. As a lifelong teacher coming from a family of teachers, I tend to see the whole world as just one big classroom. And if that is the case, then I can think of no better student of life than Bruce Hill.

Very early in his life Bruce was taught some very important lessons. If you would have asked him he would have credited growing up in the small town of Peapack-Gladstone for teaching him everything he needed to know, but I’m sure specifically it was his mom and his brothers that had the most influence over him. Either way, at some point early in his life, Bruce was taught three important lessons: Be a good person, work hard, and help others. And Bruce learned those lessons quickly and never swayed from them an inch his entire life. Be good. Work hard. Help others. He didn’t need to study at any prestigious university, read any self-help books, or sit at the feet of any gurus to figure out how to live his life. He already knew. Be good. Work hard. Help others.

But school unfortunately is not just about learning lessons, it’s also about being tested to ensure that you know what you’re supposed to know. And Bruce was truly tested by this world.

When his father died when Bruce was only three and he had to grow up never knowing or having any memories of his dad, he easily could have grown bitter and angry at the world. But he didn’t. He just remembered his lessons. Be good. Work hard. Help others.

When he was one step away from living his dream of pitching in the Major Leagues and his arm goes dead, he easily could have turned cold. Bars are populated with failed athletes living in the past unable to deal with broken dreams. But not Bruce. He just returned home and remembered his lessons. Be good. Work hard. Help others.

When he finally found the love of his life and his mom died mere months before she could dance with her youngest son at his wedding, Bruce just soldiered on and took all the love his mom gave him and showered in on his wife for the next thirty years. Be good. Work hard. Help others.

When his first dog, Max, whom he loved and cared for with every particle of his being, turned on him, biting the hand the fed him, and had to be put down too soon, Bruce could have soured on the idea of having another dog. But he didn’t just double down, he tripled down with three more dogs: Scout, Necco, and Zoe that brought so much joy in his life for years.

And when his body could no longer handle the daily toil of doing the job he loved for so long, being outside landscaping, he effortlessly pivoted into being a pet sitter, the career where Bruce could finally show that he wasn’t just a strong person on the outside, he was a deeply loving, caring, empathetic person on the inside. Be good. Work hard. Help others.

When his wife was diagnosed with renal cancer, he stood by her side like a rock as she dealt with having a kidney removed and went through the physically and emotionally taxing recovery that followed.

And when he received the most devasting diagnosis one can receive from a doctor: pancreatic cancer. He didn’t feel sorry from himself for a moment. He just immediately began preparing for what he knew would be the fight of his life. Be good. Work hard. Help others.

When he pretty much had his entire insides removed in a 12-hour Whipple Surgery, it was less than four months later that he completed a 5K through the steep hills of Hopatcong… not for himself or his disease… but for his hero, Dylan Flinchum, a young boy who Bruce continually credited for the source of his own massive strength and determination.

And when Maureen Schmidt, a truly dear friend to Bruce, my mom, and the whole family, tragically passed away the very same day Bruce was told that his cancer had returned, we all were ready to throw up our hands, wave the white flag, and give up to this cruel world. But not Bruce. He just turned his grief into the strength and courage necessary for the next stage of his battle. And we all had no choice but to follow his lead. Be good. Work hard. Help others.

Just this past year. When his wife’s cancer returned and had to face two major surgeries. When his daughter-in-law got diagnosed with breast cancer and had to face her own fight. When his own cancer was no longer responding to chemo and was beginning to grow and spread. Bruce remained strong. Bruce remained positive. Bruce remained an inspiration to all of us.

And these last couple weeks, when we had to witness Bruce endure more pain and discomfort than anybody should ever have to, yet we never saw him get any more agitated or grumpy than the average person before they had their first cup of coffee.

Right up to the end. When all his thoughts were on the people he was leaving behind and not a single one for himself. He didn’t wait until he was ready to leave, he waited for ALL OF US to be ready before he left. Be good. Work hard. Help others.

Bruce was once told that him having cancer was like taking one for the team… and he was always reassured by that idea. Bruce rarely talked openly about his faith, but he was a deeply spiritual person. His faith was just as simple, yet just as firm and deep-rooted as all the other pillars he stood on. He simply loved God and followed the Platinum Rule of loving others like God loves us all. And loving others like God loves us requires sacrifice, it requires us all to be willing to carry our own crosses. And that’s what Bruce did with his disease. He willingly took upon the cross of pancreatic cancer so that we all could learn from him, be inspired by him, and become better people because of him. And we did. We did learn from him. We were inspired by him. We are better people because of him.

So I say Thank You, Bruce. Thank you for all you did and all you sacrificed for all of us. We are all forever in your debt. I promise that I will not allow your death to be a tragedy, I will continue to carry on your legacy by embodying the lessons you learned so young and lived so effortlessly. I will be good. I will work hard. I will help others. And I know I’m not alone. Thank you.


Health Update: New Challenges, Same Attitude

Bruce and I would like to give you an update on Bruce’s health status regarding his pancreatic cancer. Bruce had to be taken to the Emergency Room on December 29th. He was admitted to Hackensack University Medical Center, where he remains. Sadly, after doing well with various treatments, there has been a progression to Bruce’s disease. He had fluid in one lung, he has a blood clot on each lung, and there are new, small cancerous tumors in his chest. While all of these issues are being addressed, we are aware of the seriousness of it. Bruce and I are taking things a day at a time and are trying to remain positive. We are grateful to have a very supportive family and group of friends. Thank you to all of you who have left us messages of support and who are praying for Bruce during this difficult time. Please know that Bruce is in no pain and his spirits are good. One thing is certain: He will NEVER EVER GIVE UP!

-Linda Hill


Happy Holidays from Bruce

Bruce briefly wishes everybody happy holidays and give his hopes for a great New Years. In addition, Bruce and Linda wanted to use the blog to share a small sample of many of the comments and well wishes that they have received throughout the year on this blog and on Facebook. It has been comments like these from all of their friends, family, and love ones that have provided Bruce and Linda the support and strength needed to face the fight ahead of them with continued grace and inspiration.

Bruce is so inspirational and always has the right words. He’s one off the bravest I’ve ever met.

You are both so inspiring.

You and Bruce are both amazing people and continue to inspire me every day! Bruce is truly a Super Hero!

I so admire Bruce’s zest for life and his positive attitude.

I truly believe you two are incredibly beautiful souls. I really feel honored to have met you.

You both are so amazing: your courage and your faith and your stamina. You both had such setbacks yet your strength and positivity continue.

Bruce’s words are truly inspiring to all.

I’ve never known anyone with such a positive attitude.

Bruce is truly amazing.

You and Bruce are so inspiring and positive. Our prayers are there and so is our admiration.

I continue to be inspired beyond description by the way you and Bruce handle all of your health issues. You are both beyond amazing!

Such an amazing man! You both are an inspiration!

Our dear sweet friends—You have endured more than anyone we know, yet you do it with grace and dignity. We love you. You are both always in our prayers and hearts.

Never Give Up!

Cancer is tough but Bruce is tougher! You’ve got this!

Go kick the pants off cancer, Bruce!!! The beast of cancer doesn’t stand a chance against Bruce!

Bruce Strong!

Thoughts and prayers for strength and good results as you continue to Wage Hope!

Bruce continues to be an inspiration for so many other people. You can’t help but smile when you are around him and Linda! I love you guys!

You are truly an inspiration, Bruce!

Bruce is an inspiration to all of us. Love you both.

You and Bruce are my Heroes. God bless both of you!

You guys are amazing! Please know that we are right beside you in spirit. I wish that we could bottle your zest and sprinkle it on everyone else. You guys rock!!

Go Bruce! I’m always lifting you up in prayer. Keep on keeping on. You are truly an inspiration to so many! My husband passed away from pancreatic cancer but while he was fighting, it was your accomplishments that kept his hope alive!! That was more than any doctor did for him!!

I pray for both of you every day. I think your journeys have brought me closer to God.

I feel humbled and privileged to have to opportunity to “share” your love for each other and the responsiveness that defines your lives. No matter what, you are both heroic examples to those who care about you and your futures. God bless you both.

Who’s braver, stronger, smarter, or more optimistic than Bruce? You two are a team and a force to be reckoned with. Wage Hope! God Bless!

Health Update: Start of Clinical Trials

Since Bruce and I had Cat scans in November, he’s asked me to update you on how we made out and what the next step is for both of us.

After being placed on waiting lists for clinical trials at Memorial Sloan Kettering and Weil Cornell Medical Center, Bruce was accepted into a trial at the John Theurer Cancer Center of Hackensack Medical Center, Hackensack, NJ. Since chemo was no longer proving effective for Bruce and since his recent Cat scans at Hackensack showed some small progression of his cancer, we are grateful he has been accepted to and already begun Cycle 1-2 of NC318–Next Cure. It is a brand new clinical trial for pancreatic cancer and as with any trial, there are no guarantees. But in true “Bruce fashion,” he is not only hopeful but positive that this trial will help to keep his cancer at bay and possibly even decrease it. We will certainly keep you posted!

As for myself, my recent Cat scans thankfully showed no new cancer. However, they did show “extensive” scarring on my right lower lung lobe and some on the left side. I was aware after my second lung surgery this past September, that I had a lot of scar tissue on my right lung. This, coupled with losing two small portions of each lower lung lobe, plus being diagnosed with Interstitial Pneumonitis will necessitate consulting with a pulmonologist. But I’m presently cancer free and for that, I’m beyond grateful!

I would like to end this blog post by sharing a personal story with you. After my Cat scans last week and prior to going down to Hackensack for Bruce’s blood work, we went out to breakfast. I mentioned how I was glad my scans were over but that now I’d worry until my doctor called with the results. Bruce said he never worries about his scans. I asked him how that’s possible when he has active cancer in his body. He said the following: “I’m too grateful for every single day to ruin it by worrying. I’m grateful to wake up in the morning, to have another day to be with family, to still be able to go to the gym, and to still be able to work on our lawn. I’m grateful for the cold and even the rain because I’m here to experience it.” He went on to say that he’s always “excited” to undergo scans because he “always expects good results.” Then he said, “And if the results aren’t good, I know there will be something that will come along to help me—like this clinical trial.” Finally, he asked me what I worried the most about after having scans. I replied, “Dying.” He said he’s not afraid of dying because he knows there’s an afterlife and that he already knows it’s beautiful and peaceful and that he’ll spend eternity with family and friends. Even after thirty years together, I’m still amazed at Bruce’s positivity and his sincere optimism about life—and death.

-Linda Hill


One Year of Waging Hope With Bruce

In honor of the one year anniversary of this blog, watch this beautiful tribute by Nurse Jeannine explaining all the meaning, inspiration, and hope, that Bruce continues to bring into people’s lives while battling pancreatic cancer.

And there would not be a camera big enough to capture in one picture all the people who have supported Bruce and continue to support Bruce through his illness, but this is a good start: