Floyd Carter Jr.
"Thursday, January 24, 1952 the CREATOR decided that Floyd would no longer be a thought and sent Floyd into time. GOD selected Floyd, Sr. (deceased) and Hazel Carter for the privilege. Floyd, Jr. was assigned to be big brother to four. Although born in Mississippi, he lived all but a few years in Toledo.
Toledo Public Schools provided primary and secondary education. A lifelong athlete, Floyd competed in cross country, tennis, baseball, and basketball. Defying grass to grow under his feet, he juggled running the court and drum major duties. Confronted with a torturous ultimatum, Floyd relinquished the baton. In 1970, he drained a buzzer-beater, clinching the City Championship for the Libbey Cowboys. That year, having served as Senior Class President and Year Book Editor, Edward Drummond Libbey High School graduated him with honors. He transitioned into an Ohio University Bobcat and later played ball in the Federation League and ran in competitive races.
Thoughtful and curious, Floyd simultaneously read multiple books for pleasure and self-improvement. He was loving, caring, fun, and funny. He was adventurous, a storyteller, an intense opponent whether the game was basketball or miniature golf, Trouble or air hockey. He played to win. Honored to be his wife for the last 29 years, we played, we laughed loud and often, likely daily, at ourselves and at each other, at inconsequential things. If you knew Floyd then surely, you’ve laughed with Floyd. It was fun being married to him.
He enjoyed children. The Lord entrusted us with two beautiful babies to love, cherish and guide into adulthood. He adored his nieces and nephews. He’d taxi the brood for Sunday afternoon donut runs. Floyd loved music. He’d sing robustly accompanying the radio sometimes singing over tunes I wanted to hear – R&B, hymns, gospel. He sang it all, in church choirs and Christian community ensembles, like the Voices of Joy. He gladly wore several hats in church: Sunday School teacher, superintendent, and deacon.
For 40 years Floyd sold Allstate insurance. For over 20 of those he owned his agency. Customers attest to him as a conscientious, thoughtful and caring agent. The evidence of his professionalism: recognitions, awards and rewards, adorn his office.
Intensely missing him are I, his wife, Millicent; daughter and son, Chloé and Alexander; mother, Hazel; brothers and sisters-in-law, Lawrence and Wanda Carter, Frederick and Jeanette Carter; sister and brother-in-law, Cynthia and Michael Perrilliat; and sister, Kathy Carter-Caruthers; nieces and nephews (the donut-eaters), Angela, Jordon (Michelle), Staci (Scott), Laura, Erica, Jasmine (Kaladon), and Evan; great-niece, Sage; and a multitude of aunts, uncles, cousins and friends."