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Our Inspiration

In August 2006, my husband William P. Johnson, was diagnosed with bladder cancer.  The prognosis was not good, and understandably, sent Bill into quite a depression.  Trying my best to get him into a more positive mental and emotional space, I talked him into taking a Glass Fusing Class at my bead shop in Sacramento.  The lure of enticement being, "there are saws, drills and other power tools involved!"  He grudgingly acquiesced and took the class, and in short order was hooked!
 
Bill became prolific at creating these mesmerizing pendants.  We sold literally hundreds of them in our shop.  It became such a popular item, that Bill had to train a couple of the employees to help him keep up with demand.
 
In November 2010, Bill's valiant fight with cancer came to an end.  The next day, as I sat in the Funeral Director's office, and completed forms, she asked me what he did for a living.  I pondered that question a while, as Bill had achieved many things in his life.  I decided to say he was a "Glass Artist", as that was the one thing he seemed most proud of.  She then asked to see one of his pieces, and when I showed her, she asked if they could be made with cremains in them...and the idea bloomed!
In August 2006, my husband William P. Johnson, was diagnosed with bladder cancer.  The prognosis was not good, and understandably, sent Bill into quite a depression.  Trying my best to get him into a more positive mental and emotional space, I talked him into taking a Glass Fusing Class at my bead shop in Sacramento.  The lure of enticement being, "there are saws, drills and other power tools involved!"  He grudgingly acquiesced and took the class, and in short order was hooked!
 
Bill became prolific at creating these mesmerizing pendants.  We sold literally hundreds of them in our shop.  It became such a popular item, that Bill had to train a couple of the employees to help him keep up with demand.
 
In November 2010, Bill's valiant fight with cancer came to an end.  The next day, as I sat in the Funeral Director's office, and completed forms, she asked me what he did for a living.  I pondered that question a while, as Bill had achieved many things in his life.  I decided to say he was a "Glass Artist", as that was the one thing he seemed most proud of.  She then asked to see one of his pieces, and when I showed her, she asked if they could be made with cremains in them...and the idea bloomed!
In August 2006, my husband William P. Johnson, was diagnosed with bladder cancer.  The prognosis was not good, and understandably, sent Bill into quite a depression.  Trying my best to get him into a more positive mental and emotional space, I talked him into taking a Glass Fusing Class at my bead shop in Sacramento.  The lure of enticement being, "there are saws, drills and other power tools involved!"  He grudgingly acquiesced and took the class, and in short order was hooked!
 
Bill became prolific at creating these mesmerizing pendants.  We sold literally hundreds of them in our shop.  It became such a popular item, that Bill had to train a couple of the employees to help him keep up with demand.
 
In November 2010, Bill's valiant fight with cancer came to an end.  The next day, as I sat in the Funeral Director's office, and completed forms, she asked me what he did for a living.  I pondered that question a while, as Bill had achieved many things in his life.  I decided to say he was a "Glass Artist", as that was the one thing he seemed most proud of.  She then asked to see one of his pieces, and when I showed her, she asked if they could be made with cremains in them...and the idea bloomed!
In August 2006, my husband William P. Johnson, was diagnosed with bladder cancer.  The prognosis was not good, and understandably, sent Bill into quite a depression.  Trying my best to get him into a more positive mental and emotional space, I talked him into taking a Glass Fusing Class at my bead shop in Sacramento.  The lure of enticement being, "there are saws, drills and other power tools involved!"  He grudgingly acquiesced and took the class, and in short order was hooked!
 
Bill became prolific at creating these mesmerizing pendants.  We sold literally hundreds of them in our shop.  It became such a popular item, that Bill had to train a couple of the employees to help him keep up with demand.
 
In November 2010, Bill's valiant fight with cancer came to an end.  The next day, as I sat in the Funeral Director's office, and completed forms, she asked me what he did for a living.  I pondered that question a while, as Bill had achieved many things in his life.  I decided to say he was a "Glass Artist", as that was the one thing he seemed most proud of.  She then asked to see one of his pieces, and when I showed her, she asked if they could be made with cremains in them...and the idea bloomed!
In August 2006, my husband William P. Johnson, was diagnosed with bladder cancer.  The prognosis was not good, and understandably, sent Bill into quite a depression.  Trying my best to get him into a more positive mental and emotional space, I talked him into taking a Glass Fusing Class at my bead shop in Sacramento.  The lure of enticement being, "there are saws, drills and other power tools involved!"  He grudgingly acquiesced and took the class, and in short order was hooked!
 
Bill became prolific at creating these mesmerizing pendants.  We sold literally hundreds of them in our shop.  It became such a popular item, that Bill had to train a couple of the employees to help him keep up with demand.
 
In November 2010, Bill's valiant fight with cancer came to an end.  The next day, as I sat in the Funeral Director's office, and completed forms, she asked me what he did for a living.  I pondered that question a while, as Bill had achieved many things in his life.  I decided to say he was a "Glass Artist", as that was the one thing he seemed most proud of.  She then asked to see one of his pieces, and when I showed her, she asked if they could be made with cremains in them...and the idea bloomed!
In August 2006, my husband William P. Johnson, was diagnosed with bladder cancer.  The prognosis was not good, and understandably, sent Bill into quite a depression.  Trying my best to get him into a more positive mental and emotional space, I talked him into taking a Glass Fusing Class at my bead shop in Sacramento.  The lure of enticement being, "there are saws, drills and other power tools involved!"  He grudgingly acquiesced and took the class, and in short order was hooked!
 
Bill became prolific at creating these mesmerizing pendants.  We sold literally hundreds of them in our shop.  It became such a popular item, that Bill had to train a couple of the employees to help him keep up with demand.
 
In November 2010, Bill's valiant fight with cancer came to an end.  The next day, as I sat in the Funeral Director's office, and completed forms, she asked me what he did for a living.  I pondered that question a while, as Bill had achieved many things in his life.  I decided to say he was a "Glass Artist", as that was the one thing he seemed most proud of.  She then asked to see one of his pieces, and when I showed her, she asked if they could be made with cremains in them...and the idea bloomed!
In August 2006, my husband William P. Johnson, was diagnosed with bladder cancer.  The prognosis was not good, and understandably, sent Bill into quite a depression.  Trying my best to get him into a more positive mental and emotional space, I talked him into taking a Glass Fusing Class at my bead shop in Sacramento.  The lure of enticement being, "there are saws, drills and other power tools involved!"  He grudgingly acquiesced and took the class, and in short order was hooked!
 
Bill became prolific at creating these mesmerizing pendants.  We sold literally hundreds of them in our shop.  It became such a popular item, that Bill had to train a couple of the employees to help him keep up with demand.
 
In November 2010, Bill's valiant fight with cancer came to an end.  The next day, as I sat in the Funeral Director's office, and completed forms, she asked me what he did for a living.  I pondered that question a while, as Bill had achieved many things in his life.  I decided to say he was a "Glass Artist", as that was the one thing he seemed most proud of.  She then asked to see one of his pieces, and when I showed her, she asked if they could be made with cremains in them...and the idea bloomed!
In August 2006, my husband William P. Johnson, was diagnosed with bladder cancer.  The prognosis was not good, and understandably, sent Bill into quite a depression.  Trying my best to get him into a more positive mental and emotional space, I talked him into taking a Glass Fusing Class at my bead shop in Sacramento.  The lure of enticement being, "there are saws, drills and other power tools involved!"  He grudgingly acquiesced and took the class, and in short order was hooked!
 
Bill became prolific at creating these mesmerizing pendants.  We sold literally hundreds of them in our shop.  It became such a popular item, that Bill had to train a couple of the employees to help him keep up with demand.
 
In November 2010, Bill's valiant fight with cancer came to an end.  The next day, as I sat in the Funeral Director's office, and completed forms, she asked me what he did for a living.  I pondered that question a while, as Bill had achieved many things in his life.  I decided to say he was a "Glass Artist", as that was the one thing he seemed most proud of.  She then asked to see one of his pieces, and when I showed her, she asked if they could be made with cremains in them...and the idea bloomed!
In August 2006, my husband William P. Johnson, was diagnosed with bladder cancer.  The prognosis was not good, and understandably, sent Bill into quite a depression.  Trying my best to get him into a more positive mental and emotional space, I talked him into taking a Glass Fusing Class at my bead shop in Sacramento.  The lure of enticement being, "there are saws, drills and other power tools involved!"  He grudgingly acquiesced and took the class, and in short order was hooked!
 
Bill became prolific at creating these mesmerizing pendants.  We sold literally hundreds of them in our shop.  It became such a popular item, that Bill had to train a couple of the employees to help him keep up with demand.
 
In November 2010, Bill's valiant fight with cancer came to an end.  The next day, as I sat in the Funeral Director's office, and completed forms, she asked me what he did for a living.  I pondered that question a while, as Bill had achieved many things in his life.  I decided to say he was a "Glass Artist", as that was the one thing he seemed most proud of.  She then asked to see one of his pieces, and when I showed her, she asked if they could be made with cremains in them...and the idea bloomed!
In August 2006, my husband William P. Johnson, was diagnosed with bladder cancer.  The prognosis was not good, and understandably, sent Bill into quite a depression.  Trying my best to get him into a more positive mental and emotional space, I talked him into taking a Glass Fusing Class at my bead shop in Sacramento.  The lure of enticement being, "there are saws, drills and other power tools involved!"  He grudgingly acquiesced and took the class, and in short order was hooked!

Bill became prolific at creating these mesmerizing pendants.  We sold literally hundreds of them in our shop.  It became such a popular item, that Bill had to train a couple of the employees to help him keep up with demand.

In November 2010, Bill's valiant fight with cancer came to an end.  The next day, as his best friend Alan, and I sat in the Funeral Director's office, and completed forms, she asked me what he did for a living.  We pondered that question a while, as Bill had achieved many things in his life.  We decided to say he was a "Glass Artist", as that was the one thing he seemed most proud of.  She then asked to see one of his pieces, and I showed her. I then asked if they would be interested in the pendants if we could make them with cremains in inside...and the idea bloomed!

In Dedication

These one-of-a-kind, hand made wearable works of art are created with love by us, and inspired by the most amazing man I've ever met. ~ Tonette
William Paul Johnson IV
March 7, 1949 - November 5, 2010

With Special Thanks
This idea, concept, creation, implementation and website would not be possible without my beloved "Team Bill" members.  Of whom I cannot live without.  Thank you all!