WILLIAM J URTIS Relation to Deceased: FRIEND To John Prewasnicak and family: Please accept my deepest condolences for Stanley’s passing. It was a pleasure to work with him in the Rochester Police Department. I hope all is well with you and your family, John. Take care, always, Bill Urtis The butterfly emerges from its silken shell- Reborn, it arises, no longer bound to earth. Free at last, the butterfly glides to heights unknown before. So do our loved ones find a beautiful release as, earthbound no more, they leave our sight and joyfully rise to a garden of matchless beauty, a place of light and peace. -Evelyn Phillips
The Saxena’s Mrs. Pre, John, Maria, Melissa & Jenna, We are sadden in your loss. May your grief turn towards joy of being part of a wonderful husband, father and grandfather. Learn from his love and walk forward in the ways you’ve learned from him. The celebration of life, shared in the beginning, and again, in the end. Yet we forget to celebrate it, in every moment we live. Time, days, years, go on, but are we alive? Alive and do not know it, sleeping in the world and dead to the life we are to live. To celebrate all life, the sparrow who sang in the morning, and died in the night, why do we not celebrate its life? To know thyself is to know you are alive – to give, to love, to seek truth, beauty, and suffer pain. In life as it is meant to be, pain is forgotten, and strength is all that’s left to be gained in the moment by moment celebration of life. By Deborah Peabody
Shirley Ostroff (Barbs Friend) Never got to know you well, but my prayers are with you and your family….Margie,keep that beautiful smile..it does get easier………. I think no matter where you stray, That I shall go with you a way. Though you may wander sweeter lands, You will not forget my hands, Nor yet the way I held my head Nor the tremulous things I said. You will still see me, small and white And smiling, in the secret night, And feel my arms about you when The day comes fluttering back again. I think, no matter where you be, You’ll hold me in your memory And keep my image there without me, By telling later loves about me. Dorothy Parker
Peggy Cherkasky Relation to Deceased: friend Marge, my heart goes out to you and your family. Stan was a brave warrior who fought with courage and strength throughout this ordeal. You were always at his side every step of the way. I believe that your care made it possible for him to have more time here. He never complained. When we talked on the phone and I asked how he was, his response was good when he was okay, and okay when he wasn’t. He will be missed, but never forgotten. His legacy will live on through you and your wonderful family. I think he’d want all who mourn him to live their lives as fully as possible and that would be the best tribute to him. As long as you hold him in your hearts he’ll live on. I can’t take away the tremendous emptiness of your loss, but I can be there to listen to you and to stand by your side. Paul used to say,”Be at peace, my friend.” Rest in peace, Stan. I send my love and my thoughts and prayers continue to be with you and the Prewasnicak family. Peggy
Melissa Perkowski John, Maria and girls, Our hearts our broken for you. Please know you are in our thoughts and prayers. Melissa and Jenna, you have a special angel always by your side now… Much love to you all…
Larry Schulman Relation to Deceased: Close friend I am deeply grieved by the passing of my best friend, Stanley. I have known Stan for over 50 years and we have been through a lot together. I have fond memories of our childhood, teenage years and into adulthood. We talked about all kinds of topics, spent time with our families over holidays and he was there for me when I needed to talk as I was always available for a conversation. I’ll miss him at the Public Market, as he got me my “job” there. Rest in peace my dear friend, Stan. No more suffering. Larry
Kathy (Kosbab) S Glaess Relation to Deceased: Childhood friend and neighbor Dear family and friends of Stanley— Although our time together goes back many , many years, we grew up living next door to the Prewasnicak’s, I have fond memories of my best friend’s (Barbara) older brother. I always thought he was pretty cute and very nice. He was 5 years older than I , so I guess I was just a little kid in his eyes. But we all had many fun times on Trenaman St.– playing badmitton, tag, city street games til the streetlights came on.. The crowning glory of my memories of Stanley were the few times he gave me a ride on his bike — on the handlebars!!! I felt very important and safe. I can see he had a very rewarding and full life. You all have my sincere condolences and prayers. With fond memories and love, Kathy Kosbab Glaess
Jim Tuite Relation to Deceased: Friend We are going to miss you Stan, one of the most generous, caring, and thoughtful man that I have ever met…I have great memories of our times together on the paddy wagon, may you rest in peace, you have truly earned your place in Heaven. May the road rise to meet you. May the wind be always at your back. May the sun shine warm upon your face and rains fall soft upon your fields. And until we meet again, May God hold you in the hollow of His hand. An Old Irish Blessing
Jennifer Zarpentine To Mrs.Stanley and family- On behalf of all of our staff, we are all very saddened by the loss of Stanley. He was a wonderful man who put up a heroic fight to the bitter end. We will never forget him. Thank you for sharing him with us. The butterfly emerges from its silken shell- Reborn, it arises, no longer bound to earth. Free at last, the butterfly glides to heights unknown before. So do our loved ones find a beautiful release as, earthbound no more, they leave our sight and joyfully rise to a garden of matchless beauty, a place of light and peace. -Evelyn Phillips
Emma (Pitcher) Palmisano Relation to Deceased: Friend Stan, a friend who could touch your heart while tickling your funny bone! You will be missed! The butterfly emerges from its silken shell- Reborn, it arises, no longer bound to earth. Free at last, the butterfly glides to heights unknown before. So do our loved ones find a beautiful release as, earthbound no more, they leave our sight and joyfully rise to a garden of matchless beauty, a place of light and peace. -Evelyn Phillips
Debra L Gordon Relation to Deceased: friend of his daughter Lynne Dearest Lynne, My heart and prayers go out to you and your family. If there is anything I can do to help in any way, please call on me. Love, Debra The butterfly emerges from its silken shell- Reborn, it arises, no longer bound to earth. Free at last, the butterfly glides to heights unknown before. So do our loved ones find a beautiful release as, earthbound no more, they leave our sight and joyfully rise to a garden of matchless beauty, a place of light and peace. -Evelyn Phillips
Brian Roets Relation to Deceased: Nephew The world lost a great man yesterday. I will really miss Uncle Stan, the great storyteller. As long as I can remember talking with my uncle was always a highlight of any get together we ever had with my Dad’s side of the fam. Whether it was Turkey Day, Polish Easter Feast or an impromptu trip to the lake with my father, I have the greatest memories of sitting at the table and shootin the breeze with him always walking away with laughter and a smile on my face, I will really miss that. I was lucky enough to get that great feeling again this christmas season one last time and although he had been through what seemed like hell and back my uncle still had that positive attitude and great stories to tell as seen in the picture. To my Aunt Marge my heart goes out to you, please know he will always be in your heart no matter where you are. To John and Lynne your father as you know was a man like no other, cherish the memories and pass them onto all, they will lighten the hearts for generations to come. To Melissa and Jenna I am so sorry you girls have to go through this. Your grandpa loved you very much and many of the stories in the last 10 years had you in them, from the funny things you did when he was babysitting to the fun things he was able to do with you girls. Focus on the the good times you had and always know how much you were loved by him. Much love to you all and God Bless you Stan. -Bri
ARPALER Fellow Officers “The Final Inspection” The policeman stood and faced his God, Which must always come to pass. He hoped his shoes were shining. Just as brightly as his brass. “Step forward now, policeman. How shall I deal with you? Have you always turned the other cheek? To My church have you been true?” The policeman squared his shoulders and said, “No, Lord, I guess I ain’t, Because those of us who carry badges can’t always be a saint. I’ve had to work most Sundays, and at times my talk was rough, and sometimes I’ve been violent, Because the streets are awfully tough. But I never took a penny, That wasn’t mine to keep…. Though I worked a lot of overtime When the bills got just too steep. And I never passed a cry for help, Though at times I shook with fear. And sometimes, God forgive me, I’ve wept unmanly tears. I know I don’t deserve a place Among the people here. They never wanted me around Except to calm their fear. If you’ve a place for me here, Lord, It needn’t be so grand. I never expected or had too much, But if you don’t…..I’ll understand. There was silence all around the throne Where the saints had often trod. As the policeman waited quietly, For the judgment of his God. “Step forward now, policeman, You’ve borne your burdens well. Come walk a beat on Heaven’s streets, You’ve done your time in hell.” Author Unknown
Allyson C. Relation to Deceased: family friend Dear Marge and Family, Please know that I am sending you all my most heartfelt condolences during this very difficult time. Through my parents, I know what a wonderful person Stan was and will always be. You have been such a gift to my father, mother, our family and I know my father is watching down on you and is with Stan in eternal peace. When my parents spoke of their relationship with you, I once said, Marge is like family. My father’s reply was “Marge is not “like” family, she IS family” and my mother said, “absolutely.” In Judaism, there is a saying when a person transcends, “may his memory be a blessing” and I know this will always be the case. With much love, Allyson C. The celebration of life, shared in the beginning, and again, in the end. Yet we forget to celebrate it, in every moment we live. Time, days, years, go on, but are we alive? Alive and do not know it, sleeping in the world and dead to the life we are to live. To celebrate all life, the sparrow who sang in the morning, and died in the night, why do we not celebrate its life? To know thyself is to know you are alive – to give, to love, to seek truth, beauty, and suffer pain. In life as it is meant to be, pain is forgotten, and strength is all that’s left to be gained in the moment by moment celebration of life. By Deborah Peabody
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WILLIAM J URTIS Relation to Deceased: FRIEND To John Prewasnicak and family: Please accept my deepest condolences for Stanley’s passing. It was a pleasure to work with him in the Rochester Police Department. I hope all is well with you and your family, John. Take care, always, Bill Urtis The butterfly emerges from its silken shell- Reborn, it arises, no longer bound to earth. Free at last, the butterfly glides to heights unknown before. So do our loved ones find a beautiful release as, earthbound no more, they leave our sight and joyfully rise to a garden of matchless beauty, a place of light and peace. -Evelyn Phillips
The Saxena’s Mrs. Pre, John, Maria, Melissa & Jenna, We are sadden in your loss. May your grief turn towards joy of being part of a wonderful husband, father and grandfather. Learn from his love and walk forward in the ways you’ve learned from him. The celebration of life, shared in the beginning, and again, in the end. Yet we forget to celebrate it, in every moment we live. Time, days, years, go on, but are we alive? Alive and do not know it, sleeping in the world and dead to the life we are to live. To celebrate all life, the sparrow who sang in the morning, and died in the night, why do we not celebrate its life? To know thyself is to know you are alive – to give, to love, to seek truth, beauty, and suffer pain. In life as it is meant to be, pain is forgotten, and strength is all that’s left to be gained in the moment by moment celebration of life. By Deborah Peabody
Shirley Ostroff (Barbs Friend) Never got to know you well, but my prayers are with you and your family….Margie,keep that beautiful smile..it does get easier………. I think no matter where you stray, That I shall go with you a way. Though you may wander sweeter lands, You will not forget my hands, Nor yet the way I held my head Nor the tremulous things I said. You will still see me, small and white And smiling, in the secret night, And feel my arms about you when The day comes fluttering back again. I think, no matter where you be, You’ll hold me in your memory And keep my image there without me, By telling later loves about me. Dorothy Parker
Peggy Cherkasky Relation to Deceased: friend Marge, my heart goes out to you and your family. Stan was a brave warrior who fought with courage and strength throughout this ordeal. You were always at his side every step of the way. I believe that your care made it possible for him to have more time here. He never complained. When we talked on the phone and I asked how he was, his response was good when he was okay, and okay when he wasn’t. He will be missed, but never forgotten. His legacy will live on through you and your wonderful family. I think he’d want all who mourn him to live their lives as fully as possible and that would be the best tribute to him. As long as you hold him in your hearts he’ll live on. I can’t take away the tremendous emptiness of your loss, but I can be there to listen to you and to stand by your side. Paul used to say,”Be at peace, my friend.” Rest in peace, Stan. I send my love and my thoughts and prayers continue to be with you and the Prewasnicak family. Peggy
Melissa Perkowski John, Maria and girls, Our hearts our broken for you. Please know you are in our thoughts and prayers. Melissa and Jenna, you have a special angel always by your side now… Much love to you all…
Larry Schulman Relation to Deceased: Close friend I am deeply grieved by the passing of my best friend, Stanley. I have known Stan for over 50 years and we have been through a lot together. I have fond memories of our childhood, teenage years and into adulthood. We talked about all kinds of topics, spent time with our families over holidays and he was there for me when I needed to talk as I was always available for a conversation. I’ll miss him at the Public Market, as he got me my “job” there. Rest in peace my dear friend, Stan. No more suffering. Larry
Kathy (Kosbab) S Glaess Relation to Deceased: Childhood friend and neighbor Dear family and friends of Stanley— Although our time together goes back many , many years, we grew up living next door to the Prewasnicak’s, I have fond memories of my best friend’s (Barbara) older brother. I always thought he was pretty cute and very nice. He was 5 years older than I , so I guess I was just a little kid in his eyes. But we all had many fun times on Trenaman St.– playing badmitton, tag, city street games til the streetlights came on.. The crowning glory of my memories of Stanley were the few times he gave me a ride on his bike — on the handlebars!!! I felt very important and safe. I can see he had a very rewarding and full life. You all have my sincere condolences and prayers. With fond memories and love, Kathy Kosbab Glaess
Jim Tuite Relation to Deceased: Friend We are going to miss you Stan, one of the most generous, caring, and thoughtful man that I have ever met…I have great memories of our times together on the paddy wagon, may you rest in peace, you have truly earned your place in Heaven. May the road rise to meet you. May the wind be always at your back. May the sun shine warm upon your face and rains fall soft upon your fields. And until we meet again, May God hold you in the hollow of His hand. An Old Irish Blessing
Jennifer Zarpentine To Mrs.Stanley and family- On behalf of all of our staff, we are all very saddened by the loss of Stanley. He was a wonderful man who put up a heroic fight to the bitter end. We will never forget him. Thank you for sharing him with us. The butterfly emerges from its silken shell- Reborn, it arises, no longer bound to earth. Free at last, the butterfly glides to heights unknown before. So do our loved ones find a beautiful release as, earthbound no more, they leave our sight and joyfully rise to a garden of matchless beauty, a place of light and peace. -Evelyn Phillips
Emma (Pitcher) Palmisano Relation to Deceased: Friend Stan, a friend who could touch your heart while tickling your funny bone! You will be missed! The butterfly emerges from its silken shell- Reborn, it arises, no longer bound to earth. Free at last, the butterfly glides to heights unknown before. So do our loved ones find a beautiful release as, earthbound no more, they leave our sight and joyfully rise to a garden of matchless beauty, a place of light and peace. -Evelyn Phillips
Debra L Gordon Relation to Deceased: friend of his daughter Lynne Dearest Lynne, My heart and prayers go out to you and your family. If there is anything I can do to help in any way, please call on me. Love, Debra The butterfly emerges from its silken shell- Reborn, it arises, no longer bound to earth. Free at last, the butterfly glides to heights unknown before. So do our loved ones find a beautiful release as, earthbound no more, they leave our sight and joyfully rise to a garden of matchless beauty, a place of light and peace. -Evelyn Phillips
Brian Roets Relation to Deceased: Nephew The world lost a great man yesterday. I will really miss Uncle Stan, the great storyteller. As long as I can remember talking with my uncle was always a highlight of any get together we ever had with my Dad’s side of the fam. Whether it was Turkey Day, Polish Easter Feast or an impromptu trip to the lake with my father, I have the greatest memories of sitting at the table and shootin the breeze with him always walking away with laughter and a smile on my face, I will really miss that. I was lucky enough to get that great feeling again this christmas season one last time and although he had been through what seemed like hell and back my uncle still had that positive attitude and great stories to tell as seen in the picture. To my Aunt Marge my heart goes out to you, please know he will always be in your heart no matter where you are. To John and Lynne your father as you know was a man like no other, cherish the memories and pass them onto all, they will lighten the hearts for generations to come. To Melissa and Jenna I am so sorry you girls have to go through this. Your grandpa loved you very much and many of the stories in the last 10 years had you in them, from the funny things you did when he was babysitting to the fun things he was able to do with you girls. Focus on the the good times you had and always know how much you were loved by him. Much love to you all and God Bless you Stan. -Bri
ARPALER Fellow Officers “The Final Inspection” The policeman stood and faced his God, Which must always come to pass. He hoped his shoes were shining. Just as brightly as his brass. “Step forward now, policeman. How shall I deal with you? Have you always turned the other cheek? To My church have you been true?” The policeman squared his shoulders and said, “No, Lord, I guess I ain’t, Because those of us who carry badges can’t always be a saint. I’ve had to work most Sundays, and at times my talk was rough, and sometimes I’ve been violent, Because the streets are awfully tough. But I never took a penny, That wasn’t mine to keep…. Though I worked a lot of overtime When the bills got just too steep. And I never passed a cry for help, Though at times I shook with fear. And sometimes, God forgive me, I’ve wept unmanly tears. I know I don’t deserve a place Among the people here. They never wanted me around Except to calm their fear. If you’ve a place for me here, Lord, It needn’t be so grand. I never expected or had too much, But if you don’t…..I’ll understand. There was silence all around the throne Where the saints had often trod. As the policeman waited quietly, For the judgment of his God. “Step forward now, policeman, You’ve borne your burdens well. Come walk a beat on Heaven’s streets, You’ve done your time in hell.” Author Unknown
Allyson C. Relation to Deceased: family friend Dear Marge and Family, Please know that I am sending you all my most heartfelt condolences during this very difficult time. Through my parents, I know what a wonderful person Stan was and will always be. You have been such a gift to my father, mother, our family and I know my father is watching down on you and is with Stan in eternal peace. When my parents spoke of their relationship with you, I once said, Marge is like family. My father’s reply was “Marge is not “like” family, she IS family” and my mother said, “absolutely.” In Judaism, there is a saying when a person transcends, “may his memory be a blessing” and I know this will always be the case. With much love, Allyson C. The celebration of life, shared in the beginning, and again, in the end. Yet we forget to celebrate it, in every moment we live. Time, days, years, go on, but are we alive? Alive and do not know it, sleeping in the world and dead to the life we are to live. To celebrate all life, the sparrow who sang in the morning, and died in the night, why do we not celebrate its life? To know thyself is to know you are alive – to give, to love, to seek truth, beauty, and suffer pain. In life as it is meant to be, pain is forgotten, and strength is all that’s left to be gained in the moment by moment celebration of life. By Deborah Peabody