Dark steel-blue walls lined the doored cooridor leading to his room.  Flickering flourecent lights gave the whole journey down the hall seem like a march from The Green Mile. Wafting through the air was the stail marriage of bruised bananas, warmed iced tea, and cardboard strips of meat half eaten on discarded trays. But with the flip of the lid Doug announced a triumphant proclamation, “Wireless is available.”

Jeremy Floyd

Jeremy Floyd is the President at FUNYL Commerce. Formerly, he was the CEO and President of Lirio, Bluegill Creative, a marketing and communications firm in Knoxville, Tennessee. In addition to managing the digital strategies, Floyd was an adjunct professor for the University of Tennessee Chattanooga MBA program teaching digital strategies and social media. Floyd blogs at and tweets under the name @jfloyd. Jeremy is licensed to practice law in the State of Tennessee and holds a law degree from the University of Tennessee College of Law and a Bachelor of Arts degree from MTSU in English and Philosophy.

  • Janet Smith

    Doug…Mom and I were reminiscing last night on the phone about all the times you and I got into trouble…and the funny things we did as kids like throwing the whip cream pie in Uncle Harold’s face. Incidently Aunt Fran was going to use the whip cream on the dessert that night. And what about the sneezing powder we got from the magic shop in Gatlinburg that we then put on everyone’s pillow’s that night? Again, incidently, that happened to be the very night that Uncle Lew got called out on a special FBI mission (think someone was holding up in a cememtary..some most wanted person or something)…and how about the stink bomb we made with sulfur that we put in a hollowed out styrofoam ball and then covered with rubber bands and set on fire while Karen was riding Princess and she bucked her off the back end of her…but not before she gave Karen the ride of her life. Now THAT was funny!!! We laughed and chuckled at our mischief. And remember my skate-boarding accident? So worried that Mom would be mad (b/c Linda had just broken her collar bone the month before on a skateboard at Grandmother’s house) that you and I thought perhaps the best things to do would be to walk in and eat dinner and then tell Mom about the accident (never mind the hole in my knee or that I was covered from head to toe in blood). I look back and I smile. We had fun. I’m so blessed to know about what you did for Izaak…and what he has done for you. John 15:13: No greater love than this…that a man lay down his life for his friend. Love to you and Kelly…Janet (and family)