Joe, Slim, Iggy. He was a man of many things. He was a resourceful youth in the depression. He was a talented basketball player in the sport’s infancy. He joined the fight in Europe. He was a devoted husband, father of two sons, grandfather of four and great-grandfather. He served the public as a police officer and detective until his retirement. But most importantly to me he was Dzia Dzia… a man that took time for me and my family throughout the time I knew him. A man that to this day made the best secret recipe pancakes in the world. I may never know what the secret recipe was, but I got to know the man and that’s makes it all great by me.

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