My Uncle Eddy and Aunt Helen (nee Szopinski) didn’t have any children, but watched us a number of times while my Grandmother (Wysocki) was in the hospital at the end of her life.
Uncle Eddy was head of aintenance for a chain of bakeries in Buffalo, NY, and Aunt Helen worked at Al Cohen’s bakery. I remember this mostly because we had a seemingly endless supply of their bread bags. They lived for as long as I knew them on the East Side and belonged to Queen of Peace parish.
Edward Stortz served in the Navy during WWII, aboard a vessel that only lost one crew member — a submarine surfaced and strafed their ship and killed the captain, in the Hudson river no less. I do not belive the incident was ever made public.
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