William J. Wincelowicz

Affectionately called “Billy” by his family, William was born in Staten Island, New York to Charles and Elizabeth Wincelowicz on May 26, 1950. In his younger years, Billy was very active in the Boy Scouts of America as a member of Troop 57. He was elected by his fellow scouts to serve in the Order of the Arrow. While in the Order of the Arrow, he was honored with the opportunity to serve as a Chief of the Lodge. As part of his local Boy Scouts Dance Committee he was also elected as Chair of its committee. During the annual Staten Island Camporees he would thrill the scouts and leaders with his expert fire hoop dance. Due to his natural gifts, hard work, and active participation, he was ultimately given the prestigious distinction of Eagle Scout by the end of his time with the Boy Scouts of America. During his high school years, he worked at a local service station and became involved in car repairs. His pride and joy was a “souped-up” 1968 yellow Pontiac Lemans car. It had a 6 inch diameter steering wheel, gas, clutch, and brake pedals were chrome feet. The Manual transmission was on the floor with a skull for the ball. He would drive it all over including in front of Port Richmond High School, thrilling students, but aggravating the teachers. In the summer while in high school, he was a counselor at the Ten Mile River Boy Scout Camp in upstate New York. He worked at the lake front teaching swimming, boating, canoeing, and water safety. Again, Billy loved being part of Boy Scouts of America. After graduating from Port Richmond High School in 1968, Billy eventually started his own home improvement business specializing in siding, roofing, and general repairs. Many of his jobs included recruiting his brothers to help. It was hard work, but fun and gave them an opportunity to bond and establish many memories. It was during this time that he bought his first home, did some major renovations, and sold it for another home he intended to fix up and sell. One of his favorite hobbies during his early years of adulthood was obtaining many colorful saltwater fish and housing them in fish tanks. In 1978 he left Staten Island and moved to Florida where he opened a cabinet business, Autumn Wood Craft. He eventually closed this shop and started Wincy Inc where he was known all throughout SouthWest Florida for his wonderful work with installing cabinets for Regency Cabinetry. In 2011 he was diagnosed with COPD. He continued to work until 2013 when he decided to retire from cabinetry. Billy worked hard to provide a wonderful life for his children. He worked long hours so that he could take them on family vacations. They would take long trips and stop and explore the different areas and use camp grounds to set up their own campsites overnight. He loved his children very much. On April 29th, 2023, Billy lost the fight with COPD. Prior to his death, Billy decided that he did not want a memorial service, but instead wanted his family and friends to remember him as he was. He desired to be cremated with his remains placed on his sons property with a tree in his memory. Billy leaves behind 5 children, Jason & Claudia Wincelowicz of Portugal, Michael Wincelowicz of West Liberty, Kentucky, Candice Wincelowicz & Darrice Collins of Loganville, Georgia, Mindy & Dylan Eversole of West Liberty, Kentucky, Larry & Melissa Wincelowicz of Punta Gorda, Florida. He is survived by 6 grandchildren, Kylie 14, Audrey 14, Brysen 13, Nicholas 11, Henry 1, Zaiya 1. His children wish to pay tribute to their father with a song: Daddy’s Hands Song and Lyrics by Holly Dunn I remember Daddy’s hands folded silently in prayer And reachin’ out to hold me, when I had a nightmare. You could read quite a story in the callous’ and lines Years of work and worry had left their mark behind I remember Daddy’s hands how they held my Mama tight. And patted my back for something done right There are things that I’d forgotten that I loved about the man But I’ll always remember the love in Daddy’s hands Daddy’s hands were soft and kind when I was cryin’. Daddy’s hands were hard as steel when I’d done wrong. Daddy’s hands weren’t always gentle But I’ve come to understand. There was always love in Daddy’s hands I remember Daddy’s hands workin’ ’til they bled Sacrificed unselfishly just to keep us all fed If I could do things over, I’d live my life again And never take for granted the love in Daddy’s hands Daddy’s hands were soft and kind when I was cryin’ Daddy’s hands were hard as steel when I’d done wrong Daddy’s hands weren’t always gentle But I’ve come to understand There was always love in Daddy’s hands

William J. Wincelowicz

May 26, 1950 - April 29, 2023

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