Labor of Love

My husband, Billy, was a floor covering installer for forty years. He installed carpeting, vinyl, plank flooring and later worked almost exclusively with ceramic tile. He had his own business, and dealt with all the headaches, and I dealt with all the paperwork and filings. His work was incredibly labor-intensive and hard on his body, but he loved it.

He built these beautiful walk-in showers with seats and places to put your toiletries. They were made of ceramic tile ceiling to floor with a special drainage system. Some had jets, which were very fancy. He was so proud of the beautiful work he did, he really was a craftsman.

Sometimes he did large, commercial jobs. He and his crew laid the floor covering for the local Sears store. He laid carpeting in multiple schools in our county. He did the work in new construction homes, and was sought after by multiple builders.

I was so proud of him. He was very talented, and his work ethic was perfect. I believe our children have their wonderful work ethic because of him. He was very dedicated to his trade, sometimes working 6-7 days a week, 12 hours a day, but would still make time for his family when he could. We all miss him incredibly much.

swift running river
bringing life, forging a way,
unyielding in strength

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