So glad to have been able to have seen cousin Paul in early summer. We grew up on Welch Avenue just a few doors down from each other, then life moved us apart.
My very best to all the Kutlinas, and especially, Danny who I also go to see a few months ago.
To all my old friends, relatives, classmates in Niagara Falls, enjoy this life we have!
Tim Holody,(now in Boca Raton, Florida)
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Dear brother Pauly Paul,
Birth made us siblings and time made us friends. And with all good friendships there are ups and downs, good and bad, happy and sad, but throughout one constant is love. And our love brought the knowledge that we were able to count on each other and be there for each other no matter what.
My greatest and most cherished memory from you is the gift and honor that you bestowed on me when you asked me to be Godmother to your son, my nephew, Daniel James when he was born. A role that has brought more Love and happiness than you can imagine.
Alas, that role has now become more important than ever before since the angels came to take you. Danny's health, welfare, safety, love and happiness are number one above all else.
My last wish for you, dear brother, is to be at Peace. A peace you so richly deserve.
I cannot believe I will never see your always smiling face again. You were such a sweet and honest soul, that I will miss incredibly. I’m finding it difficult to comprehend why you were taken from us at a young age.
Your phone calls to “check in” on myself and my family were always very much appreciated and welcomed. I will miss these to no end. I loved speaking to you about everything and anything. In such a time of uncertainty, you made me feel very loved, secure, and accepted. I only hope I reciprocated these feelings right back to you.
My best memory you always shared with me around my birthday, was you having some say so in naming me as a baby. I am beyond thrilled to have your name within my own. What a privilege. Thank you for that distinction.
It hurts me that you never had a chance to make your plans after retirement come to fruition. You wanted to remodel your kitchen, focus on a few other household projects, get in shape for another scuba diving trip, and do some traveling with Danny. You even encouraged Ted and I to tag along as well which I loved. I am so sad we can no longer join you on your travels.
We last spoken on Danny’s 36th birthday. You were a tad down because of the family. You shared with me how you wanted Danny and you to spend more time with myself , Ted and his cousins. I absolutely agreed and had planned on having you both over every weekend that Ryan and Michael comes to visit. You were very happy and excited to plan this with me, and told me you needed only a days notice. I was going to have you both over for the Buffalo Bills home opener game today. Maybe you can pull some strings with the Big Guy to have a win for our community?
I can promise you that my little family will love, support, and protect your son, our nephew and cousin Danny, in every way possible. We will make those plans that you and I spoke about, come true with visits to our home, and take him to new places he has never been, to make good on your last wishes shared with me, and to especially honor your memory.
I spoke to Danny already about these plans and he is looking forward to watching The Walking Dead with Ted, Gina and I—and of course the Buffalo Bills games with us and the boys, along with Katie and JR, which you will have the best seat in the house to watch!! He was even agreeable to a sleep over here and there!
I have no doubt you were welcomed with open and loving arms by Mom, Dad, Sandy, Howard, and Joey. When it is my turn to return home, I am confident you will bestow this same honor onto me as well. Knowing I have such an ensemble waiting eases my mind tremendously.
I will be looking for signs of your presence watching over us, my dear brother—I know you won’t disappoint me, you never had thus far. Thank you for being a wonderful and loving brother, father, husband, and friend to all. I have such contentment in knowing all our phone calls ended with an “I love you” and our last text just days before your passing, ended on a very cute and funny note, that made me laugh out loud.
I cannot express my thanks to you enough for being the person you were. Thank you, thank you, thank you. Rest easy my big brother. I love you. ♥️
All of my love, your baby sister, Paula.
My beloved brother and I shared the same philosophy in life as it is reflected in the Serenity Prayer. We had many conversations about our belief in God and that He never gives us anything we can't handle. Ultimately, we both felt is was wise to take one day even one moment at a time to assist us on our journey of life to the path of one day meeting our Heavenly Father.
Paul and I shared a coffee date at his house three days before his death. We had an enjoyable time drinking our Tim Hortons coffee. At the conclusion of our visit, as I walked to my car, he said to me, "I owe you one." It is I who owe you. You gave me your friendship and love even during the difficult times. It is my turn to honor you and share the elements of that union with others whom I encounter during my life's journey.
I love you my dear Paul. We will meet again.
Love, your sister Mary
I loved you, and always will.
As the eldest of the eight siblings and being your sister, I was lucky to have had a unique perspective. I was able to watch you grow from a little boy to a grown man.
I remember many things about you...
I remember how worried we all were when you had your appendicitis attack - you sure gave us a scare.
I remember Dad calling you “bull” because, well, you were a bit hard headed.
I remember the Dairy Queen “incident” - you were a very bad boy that day!
I remember helping Dad work with you on your science project - you won first prize!
I remember when you graduated from NU with a chemistry degree because we both shared that accolade .
I remember when you and Sandy lived near 19rh street and finally made your union official - I had the honor of hosting your wedding reception in my backyard.
I remember when your son Danny was born -you stepped up to the plate and were a devoted father to the bitter end.
I remember when you lost your wife Sandy. It hit you hard. I don’t think you ever got over it
I remember when you surprised Ali at her Law School graduation - you drove to Harrisburg to be with us.
I remember when you walked me down the aisle to marry Bob. You let me lean on you and calmed my nerves.
I remember talking with you about your retirement and the new chapter in your life.
We had our differences but never disconnected. There are so many memories...that’s is all I have left of you. I am extremely grateful that out last encounter was to celebrate Danny’s birthday. I thought we would be seeing each other again but I was wrong. Rest In Peace my brother. Your journey has ended..
My relationship with my dear friend and brother started as siblings sharing a bed as my parents were unable to afford separate beds for us. This was a blessing, as it created the foundation of our brotherhood.
Paul visited me recently in AZ in our home for a week. We shared mutual interests in stock market investing, scuba diving, astronomy and shooting. Paul completely baffled me and the handgun instructor at Scottsdale Gun Club when Paul for the first time in his life firing a semi-automatic .45 handgun consistently put multiple shots in tight groupings and some shots were found to be within other previous shots. I never saw him so excited to perform so well.
Paul also shared an interest in Astronomy and Chemistry, winning first place in the county science fair one year long ago. Paul was completely in his element when Dad arranged for the purchase of a Edmond Scientific telescope! Those were really good days. We had our share of antics while we both attended Niagara University, especially during the winters when snowballs were the projectiles of choice, a talent we developed when targeting cars during our adolescent antics.
Paul always had a smile to share for all those he met. Our neighbors in AZ, Santo and Mark, immediately made friends with him..
Suffering the loss of his wife was an unspeakably difficult trial for him as was losing Mom and Dad.
Our 3 dogs, Coco, Maevis and Millie fought each other to be by Paul's side during his visit.
Paul is now in good company with Sandy, Mom and Dad in heaven. He will be missed everyday of my life until I have the honor to join them. But not yet. Good bye my dear brother and friend, until we meet again on the other side.
Fi Aman Allah dear brother!
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