Quicksilver
11-21-2019, 10:55 AM
I rarely post much about my personal family, but I feel I must this time.
Last night my father-in-law, Harry Glowinsky, passed away quietly at about 9:30. This coming Sunday would have been his 89th birthday. He leaves my wife Rhonda, his son Shelly, and his wife of 68 years, Sarah, as well as 5 grandchildren and 2 great grandchildren. .
About 30 years ago he was diagnosed with a non aggressive form of prostate cancer, and at the time his doctors told him to just leave it alone. A couple of years ago, it became more active, and treatments were started.
unfortunately they weren't very successful. Around January of this year he started going downhill, and although at first the progression was slow, it accelerated. Three months ago he was still able to go out, and in fact my son Daniel took him and us out for dinner at the time. Since then, though it became more and more difficult. For the last month or so he was at home, and became bedridden. Monday morning he fell asleep, and had not woken up or eaten since then, until he passed last night. The worst thing was the death watch. I understand this, but when my time comes I don't want this to happen. My mother in law(probably the exact opposite of the stereotype evil mother in law) sat by the bedside all day for days on end, hardly even getting up to go to the bathroom, holding his hand and talking to him, even though he wasn't responding. In Jewish tradition, he could not be left alone, so various family members took to taking turns sleeping there every night.
He was a bit of a character. He loved to tell stories. didn't really matter the topic of conversation. If he thought of a story, usually completely unrelated to the subject at hand, he'd just start right in. He could recall an incident from 70 years ago and repeat those happenings and conversations verbatim, word for word(I think he embellished just a little). His pride and joy were his two great grandchildren, Bina and Louis (Adam and Natalie's kids). He called them his dividends.
Never a car guy, he still listened to me when he asked for advice as to what car to buy. I gave him a "ride" in several of my Mustangs, including one hair-raising epic in my Cobra, and his expression mirrored Henry Ford II's after his ride with Shelby in the movie "Ford Vs Ferrari". Still, he was game, and when I hit 200km, top down, on the 407 he whooped and hollered.
I could go on, but I don't want to bore you about someone you never met. I just wanted to say a little something about him, in memorium, so to speak. He will be missed.
Last night my father-in-law, Harry Glowinsky, passed away quietly at about 9:30. This coming Sunday would have been his 89th birthday. He leaves my wife Rhonda, his son Shelly, and his wife of 68 years, Sarah, as well as 5 grandchildren and 2 great grandchildren. .
About 30 years ago he was diagnosed with a non aggressive form of prostate cancer, and at the time his doctors told him to just leave it alone. A couple of years ago, it became more active, and treatments were started.
unfortunately they weren't very successful. Around January of this year he started going downhill, and although at first the progression was slow, it accelerated. Three months ago he was still able to go out, and in fact my son Daniel took him and us out for dinner at the time. Since then, though it became more and more difficult. For the last month or so he was at home, and became bedridden. Monday morning he fell asleep, and had not woken up or eaten since then, until he passed last night. The worst thing was the death watch. I understand this, but when my time comes I don't want this to happen. My mother in law(probably the exact opposite of the stereotype evil mother in law) sat by the bedside all day for days on end, hardly even getting up to go to the bathroom, holding his hand and talking to him, even though he wasn't responding. In Jewish tradition, he could not be left alone, so various family members took to taking turns sleeping there every night.
He was a bit of a character. He loved to tell stories. didn't really matter the topic of conversation. If he thought of a story, usually completely unrelated to the subject at hand, he'd just start right in. He could recall an incident from 70 years ago and repeat those happenings and conversations verbatim, word for word(I think he embellished just a little). His pride and joy were his two great grandchildren, Bina and Louis (Adam and Natalie's kids). He called them his dividends.
Never a car guy, he still listened to me when he asked for advice as to what car to buy. I gave him a "ride" in several of my Mustangs, including one hair-raising epic in my Cobra, and his expression mirrored Henry Ford II's after his ride with Shelby in the movie "Ford Vs Ferrari". Still, he was game, and when I hit 200km, top down, on the 407 he whooped and hollered.
I could go on, but I don't want to bore you about someone you never met. I just wanted to say a little something about him, in memorium, so to speak. He will be missed.