With profound sadness, we announce the passing of our beloved husband, father and “Popou”,William Nudd Matsoukas, Bill to family and friends.

He passed on May 30th, 2026, after a courageous battle with cancer. As he passed, he embraced his new life enveloped in God’s all-encompassing love.

Born in Chicago on January 3, 1952, to William Matsoukas, Sr. and Elizabeth Nudd, he became one of six children in a blended family after his mother and brother were killed in an auto accident, and his father remarried. Moving around the country during the latter ‘50s and ‘60s, his dad chased the dream of space travel, working as a rocket scientist with Martin Marietta. Finally, the family settled in Denver, Colorado, when Bill was in high school, where he stayed to raise a family until his move to Virginia Beach in 2003.

Our Bill was a unique, lovable, quirky mix of nerd, as well as a comedian and forever romantic. He remembered trivia easily, beating everyone at Jeopardy. We all laughed each time he presented another “Fun Fact” for our enjoyment.

He never had to work a day in his life, as he loved his vocation. Bill’s passion was writing code, and his was said to be eloquent by more than one boss. Night owl tendencies led him to work into the evening, solving Information Technology problems with a hearty work ethic.

Bill loved to dance, particularly swing dance, as he enjoyed the music of the ‘50s, and he favored all the tunes spanning from that era through the groovy ‘70s. He played guitar, self-taught, of course – and was partial to singing along during “Blackbird” and “Pencil Thin Mustache”. He enjoyed dressing up, too, and tickled our guests at each year’s “Holiday Bash” party with his dapper tuxedo, and cool bow ties.

If there was something he wanted to learn, he just put his mind to it and conquered it. He had so many interests, and was never one to be bored. Bill loved his workshop, and we were always curious to see what he would astound us with next – tumbled semi -precious stones and rocks, interesting metal sculptures, hand painted wooden blocks for the kids, wooden Adirondack chairs- but his best work came from the lathe. Christmas trees, vases, bowls, Easter eggs, and boxes with lids poured forth in a steady stream. He was gifted with an artistic eye and left us many precious items to treasure. A particular talent, no one could out-fold him whether he wrapped Christmas presents or did laundry, and his left-handed penmanship was bold and beautiful – everyone remarked on his style. His last interest was the 3-D printer, and he churned out boxes, legos, and all manner of dragons, alligators, and the like for his grandkids.

Bill loved the night sky and gave the gifts of telescopes and his fascination with astronomical knowledge. He even took flying lessons as a young man, going up in gliders over the amazing Denver landscape, free gliding, learning about clouds, currents and weather patterns. We never knew what Bill would come up with next, and he was always entertaining, always engaged and learning.

The best thing about our Bill, though, was the unconditional love he gave his family, hands down, because he cherished family above all. He was all in, every single day.

He adored coaching or attending soccer, hockey, baseball and dance recitals through the years with his children and grandchildren, never tiring of patiently explaining techniques, cheering on the sidelines, celebrating their wins, and bolstering them up when life didn’t go their way.

“Popou” wore an amazing number of Halloween costumes, barrettes, bows, decorations, necklaces,  funny hats, bracelets and most likely suffered through a manicure or two and definitely a tea party. He built robots, legos, magna tiles, played board games, crawled around on the floor, read a myriad of books, played in tents, and gave piggy back rides like a pro. He attended every single thing for all of us, with a heart full of love.

That love extended to his friends, for he had a great good heart for them and his fellow man. If you asked him to do a favor, he couldn’t say no. He loved to play pool and head off to get a hotdog with his buddies, and he played a mean game of chess. He was, in essence, a sweet and loving man, with a little bit of Greek temper thrown into the mix – sometimes to those who knew him best – that quickly dissipated, and he always, always, said he was sorry.

He was a presence, and we feel the enormity of our loss that will be with us all the days of our lives.

“Our Bill” is survived by his loving wife, Janet Hope Matsoukas; his children, Kimbrely Anne Matsoukas, and Bryan Matthew Matsoukas; his step-daughter, Callie Elfman (Fraser) step-son Jonathan Gaillard, (Anna); granddaughters Josephine Collette, Avery Elfman and Paige Elfman; his brothers, John and Steve Matsoukas; his sisters Marianne Hillsworth (Bruce) and Christine Hicks (Steve).

He was pre-deceased by his daughter, Deanna Marie Matsoukas.

May he rest in peace and God be with us all.