This post will have nothing to do with our business, Koziol Kreations, but will instead pay tribute to two people that meant alot to me (Ed). I wanted to post this yesterday (10/23/08), but fell asleep and was not able to do so. The two people I wanted to remember both shared yesterday as their birthday. They were born 55 years apart from each other, but both meant alot to me.
Lorraine Harvey (born 10/23/1916) was my grandma on my mom's side. She was the best. Grandma was always there for us no matter what. I remember spending a week with her at her apartment on the south side of Chicago in the summer, just me and her. I did this two years in a row. We would play "Crazy Bunco". I remember going to church with her and meeting some of her "Catholic" friends. That's what she would call them. When she passed away, I never got the chance to say goodbye to her. That has always hurt. It hurt that I wasn't strong enough to go to her hospital room and tell her how much I loved her before she passed.
She was a wonderful woman, a fantastic Grandma and I am sure, if you ask anyone, a terrific friend. I know that Anita would love her and that Grandma would love Anita as well. I love and miss you Grandma.
Bob Kutok (born 10/23/1971) was my best friend in high school. If you ever hear me tell stories from when I was in high school, they would all start the same way... "Bob and I did..." or "Me and Bob used to..." That's just how it was back then. We did just about everything together. It was rare that we weren't together. Bob was always a great friend. He moved away and finished high school in Palatine, but we still stayed friends. Not as close as we were when we lived near to each other, but still friends. I missed Bob over the years and we got together a few times. I was shocked when I received a phone call in September 2006 from a mutual friend informing me that Bob had passed away after a long battle with brain cancer. I remember telling Anita what happened with tears in my eyes.
I had not seen Bob in many years before he passed away, therefore I never got a chance to say goodbye to another important person in my life. Bob was a great friend and I wish that we could have stayed close through the years. It would have been nice for his kids to have met mine and developed a 2nd generation friendship. I miss you Bob.
I suppose the lesson, if there could be one in this posting, would be to always make sure to let people know how important they are to you. Tell them that you love them and care about them. You never know when they could be taken away from you.
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Well, imagine my surprise to find your touching memory of Bob. I am Bob's wife, Andrea. We miss him still, but have managed to go on with life. I remember meeting you once while Bob and I were dating. I made a lasagna dinner. My, how life has changed. I truly believe I have the very best part of Bob left in his 2 boys.
Andrea
Andrea....
I am glad you found this post. Bob was truly a great friend. I am sure he was a great Dad also. I remember the lasagna dinner. It was my first time drinking Merlot also. That was at the apartment in Arlington Heights I believe. I was amazed to read your comment. I'd like to know more about where Bob was laid to rest. Feel free to email me at koziolkreations@omcast.net if you read this comment.
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I made a typo on my lsat post.
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