MY FATHER
Son of Joseph and Josephine (Malski) Kujda
Married: Reva Andersen on April 18, 1936
Children: Jerreve , Yvonne (Donald) and Andrew Joseph (Shirley)
Siblings Louis Walter and Robert
Daddy's Family was very poor when he was growing up. He used to tell us how they would stand in a bread line the whole day to buy a loaf of bread for a dime. He used to put cardboard in his shoes to keep his feet from getting wet as the souls of the shoes would wear so thin they would get holes in them. He had one pair of jeans when he was going to school so he had to quit school when he was in the 8th grade.
He joined the CC Camp to help his parents. While in the CC Camp he went to Boulder City, Nevada and helped to build the Hoover Dam (Boulder Dam). This is where and how he met mama in a small town outside of Boulder City.
My dad was a tall man 6' 1". Up until the time he got sick he had a strong build. He was a stern person. When he told us "No" for something we would not ask again. He was very strict with us. My sister and I both seniors in high school had a curfew of 10:00 P.M. no matter what the occasion. My baby brother did get a way with a little more as by that time my dad was getting sick and slept a lot of the time.
I can remember in November him having what the doctors described as Bells Palsy. They said it would leave in a week or so. He got where he could not talk at this time. Well it did not leave. By January they were doing a surgery on him as they had come to the conclusion he had Lung Cancer. After they opened him up for the surgery they closed him right back as the cancer was gone to far. He also had a brain tumor. He could not talk nor walk from November until he passed away in July. When he was like that my mom who was 5'0 would carry him to the bathroom and also wash him up. She would then carry him to the living room couch then back in the bed in the evening. One day she dropped him and had to prop him up against the couch. It just so happened my brother stopped in and saw this. It was not long until the arrangements were made to put him in a nursing home. Back then they did not have Hospice like they have today. None of us knew this as mom was always trying to keep bad news away from us kids to protect us. Mom took care of him just about the whole time he was sick.
Yes, my dad was a strict man but we loved him very much. We never heard our mother say one bad word about him even after he died. She did not complain about doing any of it. At that time he was not the easiest person to get along with. I don't think anyone would have been easy to get along with either with problems like the ones he had.
His remains were at the Sukowski Funeral Home which at that time was on Nebraska Avenue near Detroit Avenue.A rosary was said at 7:30 p.m. on a Thursday Evening. His funeral was held on Friday at 10:00 a.m. at St. Anthony's Church on Junction Ave. near Nebraska Ave with Father Gerald Robinson officiating.
Dad if only we could see you and touch you again. Some day, we will meet in Heaven, so until then we love you and miss you.
Your Family
A VERY SPECIAL THANK YOU TO A LADY "GODS SPECIAL ANGEL" FOR SPONSORING MY DAD.
I want to thank all the people who visit my dad's memorial. Sometime I don't get back to all of you but every one that visits him is appreciated.
Son of Joseph and Josephine (Malski) Kujda
Married: Reva Andersen on April 18, 1936
Children: Jerreve , Yvonne (Donald) and Andrew Joseph (Shirley)
Siblings Louis Walter and Robert
Daddy's Family was very poor when he was growing up. He used to tell us how they would stand in a bread line the whole day to buy a loaf of bread for a dime. He used to put cardboard in his shoes to keep his feet from getting wet as the souls of the shoes would wear so thin they would get holes in them. He had one pair of jeans when he was going to school so he had to quit school when he was in the 8th grade.
He joined the CC Camp to help his parents. While in the CC Camp he went to Boulder City, Nevada and helped to build the Hoover Dam (Boulder Dam). This is where and how he met mama in a small town outside of Boulder City.
My dad was a tall man 6' 1". Up until the time he got sick he had a strong build. He was a stern person. When he told us "No" for something we would not ask again. He was very strict with us. My sister and I both seniors in high school had a curfew of 10:00 P.M. no matter what the occasion. My baby brother did get a way with a little more as by that time my dad was getting sick and slept a lot of the time.
I can remember in November him having what the doctors described as Bells Palsy. They said it would leave in a week or so. He got where he could not talk at this time. Well it did not leave. By January they were doing a surgery on him as they had come to the conclusion he had Lung Cancer. After they opened him up for the surgery they closed him right back as the cancer was gone to far. He also had a brain tumor. He could not talk nor walk from November until he passed away in July. When he was like that my mom who was 5'0 would carry him to the bathroom and also wash him up. She would then carry him to the living room couch then back in the bed in the evening. One day she dropped him and had to prop him up against the couch. It just so happened my brother stopped in and saw this. It was not long until the arrangements were made to put him in a nursing home. Back then they did not have Hospice like they have today. None of us knew this as mom was always trying to keep bad news away from us kids to protect us. Mom took care of him just about the whole time he was sick.
Yes, my dad was a strict man but we loved him very much. We never heard our mother say one bad word about him even after he died. She did not complain about doing any of it. At that time he was not the easiest person to get along with. I don't think anyone would have been easy to get along with either with problems like the ones he had.
His remains were at the Sukowski Funeral Home which at that time was on Nebraska Avenue near Detroit Avenue.A rosary was said at 7:30 p.m. on a Thursday Evening. His funeral was held on Friday at 10:00 a.m. at St. Anthony's Church on Junction Ave. near Nebraska Ave with Father Gerald Robinson officiating.
Dad if only we could see you and touch you again. Some day, we will meet in Heaven, so until then we love you and miss you.
Your Family
A VERY SPECIAL THANK YOU TO A LADY "GODS SPECIAL ANGEL" FOR SPONSORING MY DAD.
I want to thank all the people who visit my dad's memorial. Sometime I don't get back to all of you but every one that visits him is appreciated.
MY FATHER
Son of Joseph and Josephine (Malski) Kujda
Married: Reva Andersen on April 18, 1936
Children: Jerreve , Yvonne (Donald) and Andrew Joseph (Shirley)
Siblings Louis Walter and Robert
Daddy's Family was very poor when he was growing up. He used to tell us how they would stand in a bread line the whole day to buy a loaf of bread for a dime. He used to put cardboard in his shoes to keep his feet from getting wet as the souls of the shoes would wear so thin they would get holes in them. He had one pair of jeans when he was going to school so he had to quit school when he was in the 8th grade.
He joined the CC Camp to help his parents. While in the CC Camp he went to Boulder City, Nevada and helped to build the Hoover Dam (Boulder Dam). This is where and how he met mama in a small town outside of Boulder City.
My dad was a tall man 6' 1". Up until the time he got sick he had a strong build. He was a stern person. When he told us "No" for something we would not ask again. He was very strict with us. My sister and I both seniors in high school had a curfew of 10:00 P.M. no matter what the occasion. My baby brother did get a way with a little more as by that time my dad was getting sick and slept a lot of the time.
I can remember in November him having what the doctors described as Bells Palsy. They said it would leave in a week or so. He got where he could not talk at this time. Well it did not leave. By January they were doing a surgery on him as they had come to the conclusion he had Lung Cancer. After they opened him up for the surgery they closed him right back as the cancer was gone to far. He also had a brain tumor. He could not talk nor walk from November until he passed away in July. When he was like that my mom who was 5'0 would carry him to the bathroom and also wash him up. She would then carry him to the living room couch then back in the bed in the evening. One day she dropped him and had to prop him up against the couch. It just so happened my brother stopped in and saw this. It was not long until the arrangements were made to put him in a nursing home. Back then they did not have Hospice like they have today. None of us knew this as mom was always trying to keep bad news away from us kids to protect us. Mom took care of him just about the whole time he was sick.
Yes, my dad was a strict man but we loved him very much. We never heard our mother say one bad word about him even after he died. She did not complain about doing any of it. At that time he was not the easiest person to get along with. I don't think anyone would have been easy to get along with either with problems like the ones he had.
His remains were at the Sukowski Funeral Home which at that time was on Nebraska Avenue near Detroit Avenue.A rosary was said at 7:30 p.m. on a Thursday Evening. His funeral was held on Friday at 10:00 a.m. at St. Anthony's Church on Junction Ave. near Nebraska Ave with Father Gerald Robinson officiating.
Dad if only we could see you and touch you again. Some day, we will meet in Heaven, so until then we love you and miss you.
Your Family
A VERY SPECIAL THANK YOU TO A LADY "GODS SPECIAL ANGEL" FOR SPONSORING MY DAD.
I want to thank all the people who visit my dad's memorial. Sometime I don't get back to all of you but every one that visits him is appreciated.
Son of Joseph and Josephine (Malski) Kujda
Married: Reva Andersen on April 18, 1936
Children: Jerreve , Yvonne (Donald) and Andrew Joseph (Shirley)
Siblings Louis Walter and Robert
Daddy's Family was very poor when he was growing up. He used to tell us how they would stand in a bread line the whole day to buy a loaf of bread for a dime. He used to put cardboard in his shoes to keep his feet from getting wet as the souls of the shoes would wear so thin they would get holes in them. He had one pair of jeans when he was going to school so he had to quit school when he was in the 8th grade.
He joined the CC Camp to help his parents. While in the CC Camp he went to Boulder City, Nevada and helped to build the Hoover Dam (Boulder Dam). This is where and how he met mama in a small town outside of Boulder City.
My dad was a tall man 6' 1". Up until the time he got sick he had a strong build. He was a stern person. When he told us "No" for something we would not ask again. He was very strict with us. My sister and I both seniors in high school had a curfew of 10:00 P.M. no matter what the occasion. My baby brother did get a way with a little more as by that time my dad was getting sick and slept a lot of the time.
I can remember in November him having what the doctors described as Bells Palsy. They said it would leave in a week or so. He got where he could not talk at this time. Well it did not leave. By January they were doing a surgery on him as they had come to the conclusion he had Lung Cancer. After they opened him up for the surgery they closed him right back as the cancer was gone to far. He also had a brain tumor. He could not talk nor walk from November until he passed away in July. When he was like that my mom who was 5'0 would carry him to the bathroom and also wash him up. She would then carry him to the living room couch then back in the bed in the evening. One day she dropped him and had to prop him up against the couch. It just so happened my brother stopped in and saw this. It was not long until the arrangements were made to put him in a nursing home. Back then they did not have Hospice like they have today. None of us knew this as mom was always trying to keep bad news away from us kids to protect us. Mom took care of him just about the whole time he was sick.
Yes, my dad was a strict man but we loved him very much. We never heard our mother say one bad word about him even after he died. She did not complain about doing any of it. At that time he was not the easiest person to get along with. I don't think anyone would have been easy to get along with either with problems like the ones he had.
His remains were at the Sukowski Funeral Home which at that time was on Nebraska Avenue near Detroit Avenue.A rosary was said at 7:30 p.m. on a Thursday Evening. His funeral was held on Friday at 10:00 a.m. at St. Anthony's Church on Junction Ave. near Nebraska Ave with Father Gerald Robinson officiating.
Dad if only we could see you and touch you again. Some day, we will meet in Heaven, so until then we love you and miss you.
Your Family
A VERY SPECIAL THANK YOU TO A LADY "GODS SPECIAL ANGEL" FOR SPONSORING MY DAD.
I want to thank all the people who visit my dad's memorial. Sometime I don't get back to all of you but every one that visits him is appreciated.
