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William (Bill) Clovis Floyd, Jr.

Meridian, MS, USA
October 3, 1958 - February 5, 2019
Oct 3, 1958 - Feb 5, 2019
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Elizabeth, Erin, and Corey,

I am so sorry that Michael and I couldn’t be at your dad’s memorial. We truly wanted to be, but we have family obligations here that we just couldn’t get away from. You asked for stories about your dad, and boy could I tell you some, but for the sake of time, I’ll just jot down a few.

Bill was a friend who always saw the best in me no matter what. He was a friend I could count on in good times and bad. He was never a fair-weather friend but always ready to help when needed.

Our friendship began when we both made it into Renaissance. He was also a Phi Mu Big Brother, and since I was a Phi Mu, he often referred to me as his little sis, and I referred to him as my big brother.

We never dated, but I have such fond memories of when he asked me to sing at First Baptist Church (His Home Church) one Sunday evening with him, his sister, and her husband, who both happened to be former Renaissance members. He picked me up at my dorm and from there we drove to Greenwood. Our first stop was at his house where he wanted me to meet his parents. From there we were to meet Johnny and Debra and drive to the church. To me that was such an awesome experience-being able to sing with former Renaissance members. Bill and I were both very proud members of what we considered the most exclusive club on DSU’s campus. We shared a duet, on stage called “Reunited” by Peaches and Herb. We practiced so much to get that song just right.

Through the years we have kept up with each other mainly by phone calls and texts. The last time I talked with him was via text this past Thanksgiving. This was the message he sent.: “Thinking of you on this beautiful day. I pray for you and yours often. I know you have a lot on your plate. Just know I love you and am thinking of you. HAPPY THANKSGIVING.”

I texted back to him what a wonderful message that was and that I was grateful he had thought of me. You see, when Bill cared about someone, he didn’t hesitate to show it or admit it.

I honestly never knew that he was as sick as he was because when I’d ask him about it, he’d just blow his health conditions off like they were no big deal.
But they were a big deal, and oh, how I already miss my “big brother”. I will look forward to the day that we will again be “reunited” in heaven.
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