In Memory Of Edward Kazowski

I used to tell him he had a "make sense" attitude. 'Yeah if it doesn't make sense to you, then it makes no sense…' LOL.....Oh and Man did he talk and talk and talk unless I was around, because being a combination of my mom and dad I have him beat in that area. Anyone who has ever interrupted me can vouch for that! LOL. He loved the water, Star Trek, vacations, socializing, watching T.V...and so much more. He just was not an alone type of guy. It didn't matter where he was, you knew when he was there, if not just from the lack of silence. And if he knew you or not, he would start talking to you. (You know when you’re in public and you start picking up on someone’s conversation? So, you have the people that stay and look distracted to discretely hear the rest. And you have others that respectfully walk away pretending they didn't hear anything. Then you have my dad... the guy that turns around and give his take on the issue at hand. LOL.) Yep, that was him! Loved dancing and man did he do it well. 

He was a stubborn man too… If you ever fought with him you got to meet that side of him. A side that his body met one too many times. I used to say my dads not going until he says he’s going… no exceptions! He lived on after Diseases, heart attacks, strokes, aortic aneurysm, and an amputation... He had his own apartment, his own car, and still lived independently. He adapted and kept living life... Now if that’s not stubborn I don’t know what is! When he had his amputation, a doctor told me that even though my dads stubbornness made it so hard for the doctor to do his job, it’s that same stubbornness that’s going to keep him alive and pull him through this like no other man could, given his circumstances. This last stroke, as many of you know, changed my dad into someone none of us knew. Even me, the daughter that saw him more then not, didn't know how to adapt to this new person that became my father. But we do adapt as people, and I too had to adapt. So I got to know this new man. He was always curious as to what was going on. Frustrated when he was confused. So much that even his speech impaired when he got frustrated. The man that mumbles and whispers his unclear words is suddenly shouting… F@#K F@#K F@#K... Anything that had a swear word in it came out as clear as can be. 

When he wanted to be heard and get his point across nothing was stopping him. Ah... there’s that stubborn man shining through! He was always so happy to see people, too. His face always lit up when you would walk in the door with such an innocent appreciation for your being there. And although I knew he may not remember our visit together.... Oh how that smile sticks with you! Edward Kazowski should be an inspiration to all of us, he lived by facing life's challenges and never gave up. Always pushing to live what ever life possible, regardless the ailments and hardships life threw at you. There is always life to be lived and I can whole heartedly say that he LIVED until his very last breath, and for this I am eternally thankful. His strength is my peace. We could all learn a little something from Ed (my dad) the man who never gave up. We will all miss you dearly in our own ways.. Please keep him alive through all of your memories... To live is all he ever wanted. It is now up to us to keep him alive. Let us celebrate his life by living our own and remembering the precious memories we individually had with him. He will always be here with us... We miss you and love you and your passing will never be in vain.