Memorial Post – Robert (Bobby) George Kelley

This is a memorial post for my Mom’s friend Bobby Kelley from Bellaire, Ohio who died in Vietnam on July 22, 1970.

I write this post after a long discussion with my mother about graveyards and how everyone had life experiences, loved and were loved, but how everyone will be forgotten after just a few generations.  Nobody wants to be forgotten, including me.  So I keep this journal and at times do memorial posts for my friends and family.  This is the first time I’m doing one for someone I never met.

Steven Michael Srodkowski (Sarcopski / Rhodes)

Steven Michael Srodkowski (Sarcopski / Rhodes)

Steven you are not forgotten

angel carrying steven

This is a memorial post for my Uncle Steven who I never had the chance to meet.  He was born on November 29th, 1950 and died on December 23rd, 1950 due to broncho pneumonia.  He was only 24 days old.

I want to ensure he is never forgotten and an internet post will ensure this.  His death was something that was never discussed in the family and I only recently learned that my mom had a twin – Steven.  He has been on my mind and I recently was able to confirm his burial site.  Visiting it gave me a peaceful feeling and I hope that I’m able to meet him in whatever comes after I die.

Feliks (Felix) Sarcopski

This is a memorial post for my Great-Grandfather Feliks (Felix) Sarcopski

Birth 1891 in Grochowalsk, Poland

Grochowalsk, Poland

Departed Hamburg, Germany on August 12th, 1905
Arrived in New York, New York on August 24th, 1905

Occupation: Coal Miner
Wife: Salumeja Srodkowska – 1889 – 1936

Died on February 24th, 1949
Grave Location:

I wonder what it must have been like to leave a small village for an unknown land far away knowing that he most likely would never return to Grochowalsk; knowing that he would never see his relatives, friends, almost everyone he knew ever again must have been very sorrowful.

Robert Curtin – Christmas Eve – World War Two letter

Mr. and Mrs. F.J. Curtin
1946 Concord Rd.
Columbus, OH

Dear Mom and Dad,

Here it is Christmas Eve and I could think of a few places I’d rather be tonight than where I am but there will be wars eh!

The other day I received a whole bunch of letters and I really was glad to get them.  I received all those clippings you sent me.  I guess the boys really showed the rest of the country what a good team we had huh!

Robert Curtin – Mother’s Day – World War Two letter

Thursday evening
May 11, 1944

Dear Mom,

I’m writing this letter just for you Mom.  You know, as I sit here I keep trying to think of the words to tell you how grateful I am to God for giving me the most wonderful mother in the world and no matter how much I think of it I know I could never hope to put in words, the love in my heart for my Mom.  It’s a feeling that will be with me whenever I am, Mom, and as long as I live.  I only hope that whatever I do I can say that you’re proud of me and if that’s the case then I don’t care what anyone else says.  Honestly, Mom, you can’t imagine how much your encouragement helped me out this past month.  No matter how long I live Mom I’ll take the advice from you as the best authority in the world.  I ask God every night to look after my Mom and next Sunday I’ll be right at Mass receiving communion just for you.