ON THIS DAY, ONE YEAR AGO A GOOD MAN PASSED AWAY, TODAY I THINK OF MY FRIEND.

I got U Bill.....Time changes nothing

Greg Thrasher

you are and forever will be in my heart , miss you

Bill, your memory will always be with me. May you rest in peace.

To my DePorres family and the Fuller Family - Losing Bill brings up so many happy memories of the years we all shared at DePorres. The prom, homecoming, sports, goofing around in the hallways at school - you name it - all these events were more fun because Bill was there too. Although I've been away for many years now, know that I cherish my memories of Bill and our DePorres days. My condolences to all who are grieving this loss.

What an emotional experience that the loss of my great friend Bill has been. However I'm a far better person for having had him in my life. We shared so many things together, football, the many dojo experiences, traveling together, speed skating, girls, music, concerts, riding around Detroit together (every nook and dive) the Roostertail, King Arthur's, The Aorta, with Barry, H. Heard, Roger or Steve and many others in a cast of lifelong friends. I'm abundant with tremendous memories because of you.

No one knows the value of growing up in Detroit and being raised by such a wonderful village, Big Bill and Barbara, Emily and Burton, Frances and Felix, Harold and Dorothy. I wouldn't trade any of it for the world.

Bill my friend we spoke often about the roller coaster of life and how knowledge takes a back seat to wisdom as we grow older. We lived as the brothers that neither of us had. We always wished one another Merry Christmas, Happy Father's Day, New Year's and wished each other well just for the hell of it.. We always asked and cared about our families and children. Hey my man, I loved you like a brother and I will miss you like a brother. I'm so very sad that you had to leave us so soon. But you left us all with a treasure of great memories of a great person.

How do I put into a few words a lifetime? Bill was more than my Best Friend Forever, he was truly my Brother. From the very beginning we shared our respective families, his parents Barbara and Bill raised me, and my parents Emily and Burton, raised him.

We excelled together, we got in trouble together. There was very little we didn't do together to the point where if you saw me he was not far behind and visa/versa. Grade school, high school, Cub Scouts, Altar Boys, played in a band together for 10 years, college, our children. We laughed together, we cried together, even when I went away to Military School for 2 years, Bill was always waiting for me to hangout when I came home on weekends. Frick&Frack, Mutt&Jeff, Abott&Costello, Martin&Lewis. We experienced life together as little snot nosed kids, teenagers, young men, middle aged men, and then old men.

Once the shock of his sudden departure wears off, I will still have to deal with the void his passing has left. My faith in God gives me comfort that he is where we all hope to be one day, his journey is complete.

I will draw on my memories of our years, decades together to give me strength in the days ahead.

REST IN PEACE MY BROTHER BILL

I am Barry's little sister, Teresa, and Billy, well, he was my first crush as a little girl. I was five years younger, which, when you are 5 and your crush is 10, it's like HUGE! He was this dreamboat - absolute dreamboat, with a laugh that was just great! It always reminded me of bells tinkling as the air rushed through them...

I guess at some point he must have recognized my crush - I can imagine that as a 5 year old I must have been pretty obvious, with a constant stare on my 'love to be', following him around like a puppy dog, hanging onto his every word.  But he didn't make fun of me. Instead, he gave me a ring - I'm sure it was nothing, probably from one of the Cracker Jack boxes, but to me, it was everything. And I cherished that ring like crazy, and was beside myself with grief when i lost it, washing my hands one day as it ran down into the sink before I could catch it.

I will never forget his kindness to a kid he could have easily dismissed. I will never forget his always being a part of our family, from my very first memories. He was like a brother to me - always there, always Billy. I feel blessed to have had him be part of my life - I know that his presence is what has shaped and formed who I am.

I shall miss him...always.

We were just sitting in your living room the day before you were called home...O, you and I sharing recent events in life, watching the movie, making plans for the next visit...then you were gone. Life is a vapor as the Bible states, and don't make plans for tomorrow...45 years of friendship have been great. Rest my friend, God Bless you.

Bill it was so good to see you at the reunion last year. After all that time you still hadn't changed. Still cool and smooth as you were during the years in high school. It was a pleasure knowing you. You and Ashley Collins helped me get it together during my time at the big DP. I am forever grateful.

When we honestly ask ourselves which person in our lives mean the most to us, we often find that it is those who, instead of giving advice, solutions, or cures, have chosen rather to share our pain and touch our wounds with a warm and tender hand. The friend who can be silent with us in a moment of despair or confusion, who can stay with us in an hour of grief and bereavement, who can tolerate not knowing, not curing, not healing and face with us the reality of our

My warmest condolences to the Fuller family. Bill will be greatly missed by many .

Bill...

Enjoyed being a part of your space from hooping in your backyard to the nightclubbing .

Please keep my spot warm in the backseat next to the window so I can talk trash with you in the front seat running the show .

Luv U Always

Greg

My brother always brought the best out me.Thank you and we miss you.