WILLIAMSTOWN, Mass. —  Richard “Dick” Joseph Farley of Williamstown, Massachusetts—beloved husband, father, grandfather, brother, and cherished friend—passed away peacefully on April 1, 2026, at the age of 79, surrounded by the love of his family.

Dick was born on May 30, 1946, in Danvers, Massachusetts, and was raised in a hardworking, close-knit family. He was the son of Fire Chief Joe Farley, and his upbringing in a working-class home shaped the values that defined his life: humility, discipline, and an unwavering commitment to others. He attended St. John’s Preparatory School before continuing on to Boston University, where his lifelong connections to football and track and field deepened. He played in the NFL with the San Diego Chargers before ultimately finding his home in Williamstown among the Ephs.

A devout Catholic, Dick attended Mass every Sunday and lived his faith quietly through the way he treated others—with kindness and compassion. His children were allowed to miss CCD only once a year: Super Bowl Sunday. He also found joy in simple daily routines, especially reading the newspaper—most often The Boston Globe—which kept him connected to the world and his New England roots.

Dick built a remarkable career as a coach at Williams College, leaving a legacy of excellence, leadership, and integrity. Coach for more than four decades, head football coach for 17 of those years, he became one of the most successful coaches in Division III football history, leading Williams to numerous Little Three titles and consistently fielding nationally competitive teams. Known for his consistency and longevity, he ranks among the all-time winningest coaches in college football. His impact on the game was profound, culminating in his induction into the College Football Hall of Fame. In his characteristic way, he joked that any facility named in his honor might end up being the “Farley Outhouse,” but he was ultimately memorialized with Farley-Lamb Field—a tribute he accepted with humility and quiet pride.

His commitment to shaping young people extended far beyond athletics. Following Hurricane Katrina, Dick organized a Winter Study trip to New Orleans, where approximately 40 football and track athletes helped rebuild homes in devastated communities. What began as a single act of service grew into ongoing initiatives through the Center for Learning in Action and the Chaplains Office, reflecting the lasting impact of his leadership.

He earned the title of Assistant Professor of Physical Education, Emeritus—along with his self-proclaimed honorary membership in the “piss and moan about everything club,” a distinction he carried with humor and pride. To those who knew him best, however, his greatest accomplishments were not measured in wins, but in the relationships he built and the lives he shaped. His then–soon-to-be son-in-law, Christopher, recognized this shortly before marrying his daughter, Colleen. While spending time with friends during their wedding weekend at the Purple Pub, a stranger approached him and quietly said, “You’re marrying into a very special family—don’t F this up,” advice he took to heart.

Dick believed deeply in the goodness of people—a belief he carried into everyday life, sometimes quite literally. He was known to leave his keys on the driver’s side floor of his car, only to have campus security later locate it after a student had taken it for a joyride around town, a story he took in stride.

He was known for his remarkable patience—except, perhaps, when helping with elementary school math homework, where his limits were lovingly tested. He appreciated life’s simple pleasures, including Kelly’s Roast Beef sandwiches, Diet Coke, and Snickers bars. He often joked about being a well-known public figure while still dutifully cashing in recyclables—never too proud for the small things.

Above all, Dick was a devoted family man. He shared a beautiful life with his loving wife of 51 years, Suzanne, whose partnership was the heart of his world. He loved listening to music, especially John Denver, and shared a particularly special moment dancing with Suzanne on their wedding day—and again during their 50th anniversary celebration—to “Annie’s Song.” Together, they created a home filled with warmth, laughter, and unwavering support.

He was a proud and loving father to Heather, Scott, and Colleen, who were his greatest joy. He found comfort in rocking chairs, keeping several throughout his home, and spent many nights gently rocking his children to sleep. He delighted in the small traditions of parenthood, often giving his children a handful of change for trips to Phillips General Store for penny candy—simple moments that became lasting memories. He found immense happiness in watching his children grow and in being a steady source of encouragement and wisdom throughout their lives.

His role as “Grampy” brought him a special kind of joy. He adored his grandchildren, Campbell and Carsyn, and treasured every moment spent with them—whether cheering them on, sharing stories, or simply enjoying their laughter. Though he wouldn’t sled in the winter due to old back injuries, he made it a point to stand at the top of the hill and watch them, no matter how cold it was—a quiet testament to his love and devotion.

Dick will be remembered for his steady presence, kind heart, and the way he made everyone feel valued. He led with grace, listened with intention, and loved without reservation. His impact will live on in his family, his former athletes, and all who were fortunate enough to know him. His family takes comfort in knowing that his legacy of love, strength, and integrity will continue through all of them.

We will always imagine hearing him say “nothing good happens after midnight,” “be on time and don’t be a jerk,” and “because there is no Division IV” one more time.

He was preceded in death by his mother, Ina; his father, Joe; and his sister, Elaine. He is survived by his beloved wife, Suzanne; his children, Heather, Scott, and Colleen; his granddaughters, Campbell and Carsyn; and his sisters, Susan, Mary, and Jane.

Dick chose to be cremated, but not before making a final gift by donating his brain to Boston University for CTE research. Those interested in learning more about this important work may visit: https://www.bu.edu/cte/brain-donation-registry/

In keeping with his wishes, his ashes will be spread at both Cole Field and Weston Field so that all who knew him may continue to feel his presence there.

There will be a private family gathering to lay Dick to rest. A public celebration of his life will take place at a later date so that all who wish to attend have ample time to plan. Details will be shared when available.

He will be deeply missed and forever loved. To add to the Book of Memories, please visit www.flynndagnolifuneralhomes.com