MARION KIELAR

MARION KIELAR 12-10-30 TO 8-27-16 Saint Francis Prayer Lord, make me an instrument of Your peace. Where there is hatred, let me sow love; where there is injury, pardon; where there is doubt, faith; where there is despair, hope; where there is darkness, light; where there is sadness, joy. O, Divine Master, grant that I may not so much seek to be consoled as to console; to be understood as to understand; to be loved as to love; For it is in giving that we receive; it is in pardoning that we are pardoned; it is in dying that we are born again to eternal life. The Life Of MARION KIELAR: A Eulogy From His Loving Daughter Thanks for coming to share this tribute to my father’s life. Dad is rejoicing with us from his new home at 777 Kielar Lane in Heaven. There are so many reasons that I loved and admired my dad. First and foremost: It was important to my dad that we grow up in a Catholic Christian home. While my dad lived with my husband Dave and I, we started every day off with prayer. I loved spending time with my dad because he was so happy to be alive. He was grateful for every day God gave him, and he was very appreciative of everything we did to help him. He was humble. From his early days in Poland, Dad was poor and told stories of catching rabbits to eat from the farm. Dad never bought brand new cars. He could fix anything and was always out working on one of those old clunkers..... or the Refrigerator, plumbing etc. My dad taught me to drive, and to drive defensively. He co -signed a loan for me so that I could buy a brand new car at age 17. I loved that my dad put family first. Upon discharge from the marines Dad married Mom and then they had me! Dad and Mom had more battles to face together than most, and even in the darkest days they stayed with each other: 56 years until Mom passed in 2013. Dad's words of wisdom: TAKE CARE OF EACH OTHER. It comforts me to think that they are now together with each other and others who have passed before them. My dad lost his mom when I was just 2 years old. That must have been really hard for him. I remember vacations in St Helen (up north) in the summer --- piling into the old station wagon and driving up there for a week or so to stay at my grandfather's cottage. My dad valued education and sent us to parochial schools. I know he was so proud when I graduated college and started a business. He loved to give me business advice and to be supportive. I couldn't have asked for a better dad. He was supportive, hard working, charismatic and very handsome. He would love me saying that because it was important to him to look nice. I admired my dad's love and appreciation of music. In my dad's world: After God and family came music. He played the harmonica and brought smiles to so many faces for over 80 years! Dad liked to shop – or maybe he just enjoyed spending time with me while I shopped. In any case, he had really good taste, and I will remember him every time I see one of the items we shopped together for. I loved my dad's sense of humor and his ready smile. That smile lit up the room and lifted many spirits, including mine~ My dad was an inspiration. He was a go with the flow type of person despite infirmity. He called everyone, male and female…..BABY AND MAMA- mainly because he had a hard time remembering people's names. Even mine, sometimes. My dad was really fun to be around. He was always making us laugh! My dad loved to eat. He loved to bowl.. He was proud to be a member of the Knights of Columbus. My dad loved to plant trees. I have memories of several trips to pick out trees with my dad and then planting them together. My dad was a great dad and an amazing person. I am such a proud daughter. A legacy isn't only about leaving what you earned but also what you learned. My dad taught me to be a mensch. A mensch is a person who is decent and honorable, a person of high integrity who has genuine caring for his fellow man. A mensch always looks for an opportunity to do good in life, to be of help to others and to give without regard for anything in return. A mensch doesn't cut corners in their relationships with people. You always feel safe in the presence of a mensch because you instinctively know that they will not deceive you, undermine you or diminish you in any way. Thanks Dad, and this is not goodbye but until we meet again. ST TERESA OF AVILA Christ has no body now on earth but yours; no hands but yours; no feet but yours. Yours are the eyes through which the compassion of Christ must look out on the world. Yours are the feet with which He is to go about doing good. Yours are the hands with which He is to bless His people.