Birth date: Apr 10, 1932 Death date: Jun 15, 2020
John Henry Ossowski Born: April 10, 1932-Entered eternal life peacefully in his home June 15, 2020. John was born in Neoga, IL., son of Bruno and Helen Ossowski. Married Lela Florence Hardesty March 30, 1951. He worked for Muell Read Obituary
So many condolences to the Ossowskis on the loss of Father/Grandfather John. He was a kind, strong, super-capable man who provided well for a family he loved deeply. I feel honored to have met him back in the late 60s When Steve was a friend, Rest In Peace, John, a peace welol earned.
My deepest sympathy to Troy and the Ossowski family. May your love of God and fond memories of John sustain during this trying time.
Larry Casey
Dad,
How could I have known that our last " love you" and " goodbye", last Sunday evening, would be, forever, our last "love you" and " goodbye"?
I feel privileged and blessed to have chanced to be the person you spoke with before leaving this world.We spoke for an hour about your dialysis, the painful needle pricks, the long tedious hours confined to a chair while your legs cramped, 3 x a week. We spoke about the dinner you had just eaten, a small microwave feast. We spoke of the pain you were experiencing and the extreme difficulty of just getting around. We spoke of you helping Delmar with a new water heater. We spoke of fishing. We ALWAYS spoke of fishing. We spoke of Mom. I'll miss our conversation Dad.
I'm so lucky to have such a wonderful Father. You taught me so many life lessons that I take with me every day of my life. Always a helping hand, always generous , always caring of family and friends. You taught me how to work with my hands, how to fix things, how to build things. You taught me about finances , saving, and dividends . You taught me how to fish.
You were always there for me, Dad. You worked odd jobs after your regular 40 hours, just to put me through school. You came all the way across the country on numerous occasions for weeks at a time, much to Mom's chagrin, to help Gail and me with various building projects. You once pounded shingles when the volcanic ash from Mt. St. Helens covered the roof.
So many fond memories Dad. So many fond memories .
I'll miss you, we'll miss you,
Your loving son,
Steven
Grandpa, you are one of the most hard working, strong, loving, giving man of God I know. The fondest memory that always comes to mind for me is when I was going to Garfield school and Gma used to make my lunch then we’d sing and walk to school. Well this particular time she was in the hospital, I can’t remember what for, but you had to get me ready for school. You made my lunch that day, I remember eating that peanut butter sandwich thinking what’s wrong with this sandwich? After school that day, I must’ve asked you about the sandwich and you said it was a butter and peanut butter sandwich. I remember thinking, at my young age, who eats a butter and peanut butter sandwich (it was awful). I was missing Gma getting me ready for school. You helped myself and Chris in countless ways over the years. I knew if I ever had a problem that needed fixed to call you because you could fix anything! It’s because of you and grandma I am who I am today. I love you so much and will miss you terribly. I am overjoyed in knowing you are with the love of your life once again. Give grandma hugs and kisses for me. Until I see you again 💙
