Friends, family and the brotherhood were feeling hopeless. I came up with the idea to build a beach, I purchased a beach mural, blue carpet, bamboo for a walkway, wallpaper, a day bed and a shelf, and friends brought over beach knickknacks and shells. I needed the brotherhood’s help, and the firemen and women came without questions, showing up with sand, heat lamps, and all the material needed to put the beach together. The fire department is a talented group of people. They had even had a person who could cut my carpet into waves, and install heat lamps. Bill was cold all the time. They spent the whole day building, installing and fixing things around the house. It was the first time in a long time I felt surround and safe with the help of the fire department. John gave me several hundred dollars to help with expenses. I understood this to be donations made by Bill’s coworkers. The missing money in question was from two years after Bill had passed away. It is our hope that this unfortunate event will not take away the memory of the building of the beach. Our family was grateful. The beach mural with Bill’s honors remain as a reminder of the kindness support of the fire department.
The only other wish Bill had was to be buried with full honors. It truly was important for him to be with his brothers and sisters as he moved from our world to the next. The outpouring of support from the department was incredible. Bill’s last wish was not to go to Colorado; he never went or wanted to as he died, and his true last wish was not to be buried on Super Bowl Sunday. Even at the end he was thinking of his brothers and friends.