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William Krajci
KRAJCI William M. “Bill,” of Hackensack, NJ, formerly of Hicksville and Woodstock, NY. Died on Wednesday July 30, 2008 at the age of 55 years. Bill graduated from Manhattan College in 1975, and received his masters degree from Northern Illinois University in 1977, he then taught at Kean College and William Paterson University in New Jersey, he was an alumni of Manhattan College and an avid supporter of the Manhattan College Jaspers Basketball Team. He currently worked for the United States Postal Service, was a member of the St. Columcille Pipe Band in Kearny and was a parishioner of Holy Trinity R.C. Church in Hackensack.
Beloved husband of Catherine (nee Roddy). Devoted son of the late William S. Krajci and Kathleen (nee Manning). Cherished brother of Kathy Buckheit and husband Bob of North Carolina, Peggy Wolf and husband Ed of Chatham, NJ, Jeanette Krajci and husband Richard Hover of Red Hook, NY, and the late Maureen Krajci. William is also survived by three sisters-in-law: Trudy, Monica and Majella and one brother-in-law Padraig in Ireland, several nieces, nephews, a great nephew and several close and loving friends.
The Funeral on Saturday, August 2, at 8:15 AM from the G. Thomas Gentile Funeral Home, 397 Union Street, Hackensack. The Mass of Christian Burial at Holy Trinity R.C. Church, Hackensack at 9:30 AM Interment will follow at George Washington Memorial Park Cemetery, Paramus. The family will receive friends on Friday from 2-4 and 7-9 PM. In lieu of flowers please make memorial donations to the Holy Name Hospital Regional Cancer Center, 718 Teaneck Road, Teaneck, NJ 07666. To send condolences, directions or further information visit www.gentile funeralservice.com
Published in The Record and Herald News on 7/31/2008
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Krajci, William (MC1975)
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A long comment by fhohn68
I’m sad. I knew him as “Moose”. That was before he found love. His Irish Bride, who he was crazy about, wanted him to be called “William”. Guess it was more dignified!
I remember his gentle touch with children. He was one of those MC BBall Crazies. Through my cousin after a game one time, we were at one of their local haunts for a post-game repast. I don’t even remember the score. But I think MC lost. Moose was very positive about how well the team played, how well they were doing, and how good things were going to be. I though he’d drunk the same KoolAid as the rest on the Crazies. But that was how I remember him — very positive.
Any way we sat down for, I think it was late lunch or early dinner. Moose had me on one side and my cousin’s two grandchildren next to him. Moose was a child at heart. He was having a great conversation with the young boy about what ever was important to the child. I remember thinking how he’d be good at my current job where the Leadership had the attention span, and logical train of thought, of small children.
Came time for the food to be served, and some one suggested Grace. Like the good man he was, he took off his hat and bowed his head. The boy exclaimed “Uncle Moose, what happened to your hair?” In the silence for the prayer, it echoed through the restaurant.
Moose was folicly challenged. He had a rug under his hat. Later, I heard he thought it made him look younger and more attractive to the ladies. It had come off when he pulled the cap off.
Moose was a sport and a trooper. “Nothing. Why?” he replied with a straight face. “It’s gone?” the young boy exclaimed with saucer like eyes and an excited tone. “Well, who could have took it? Will you help me look for it?” “Sure, Uncle Moose, but I didn’t see anyone take it.”
Moose gave the boy a big hug. And, his slightly older big sister whispered in the boy’s ear. Explaining the facts of life to him like all big sisters do. The boy was upset and said to Moose: “It’s OK, uncle moose, you look good this way.”
Needless to say the table of extended family of Crazies was besides themselves. Moose seemed to enjoy the mirthful attention and just smiled and laughed along with the rest. Later, I complimented him on the way he handled it. He just said: “It was easy. I just love kids.” I saw him a few times after that. And, always admired the humble man who just loved kids.
I know somewhere in Heaven there’s a gentle man loving all the children. And since Heaven is perfection, maybe he’ll have found who stole his hair.
Dona Nobis Pacem, Moose.
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Dear John,
A great tribute to a great guy! May He Rest In Peace.
Mike
[JR: Thanks, Mike. Much appreciated. I'm sure the writing doesn't equal, or do justice to, the man.]
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ADDED COMMENT FROM FJOHN68
Upon reflection, Mike made me think. Always bad for an old illiterate injineer!
I wish more people would capture “their song” about these good folks.
But not just that one aspect, or story. If the inet gives us one benefit, it’s the ability to capture all these “songs” for posterity. Virtually cost free; other than the effort to get the bits on a screen.
Doing the OBITS for Jasper Jottings has taught me at least one thing, it’s the sad to think of all the human discoveries, understandings, ‘facts’, and learnings that have been lost because they weren’t captured, or people died before their “songs” were captured. Guess that’s why I’m driven to capture these”songs”. I always think of the Firefox series of books where some college kids captured the wisdom of the last generation of West Virginia hill people pioneers. What a heroic “save”!
What every you think of Stephen Covey, the self help guru, I did learn from him that the derivation of the word ‘universe’ is ‘one song’. And, Covey can sell you on the idea that the songs of humanity are all intertwined.
So I want to capture them ALL before they are lost forever.
Deaths like Moose, and all the other great Jaspers, hammer home the message “as the sands of time slip thru the hourglass, so do the Days of Our Lives”. Yeah, it’s Frau Reinke’s favorite soap. But it’s also true.
So, sit down and write something for Jasper Jottings!
I’ll send your “contributor’s card”, if you do!
tanstafl, fwiw, imho!
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