Diane LaVelle ( Eliopoulos)
Lit a candle in memory of Benjamin K Gorecki
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~rest in peace dad~<3
To the family of Benjamin K. Gorecki, Sr.
I am sorry for your loss. May you find comfort in knowing that “Jehovah is close to the brokenhearted; He saves those who are crushed in spirit.” (Psalm 34:18) With sympathy,
As your birthday and the 1st anniversary of the day you passed, approaches, I can’t help but feel the pain of losing you and how fresh that still feels. My heart breaks for your boys and for Katie, my best friend, who is one of thee most amazing women in this world. I know, you know, you could not have chosen a better mother for your children. She has been a rock for your boys this past year and I envy the girl’s strength.
The last time I saw you Ben, and the last conversation we had, was the day after my dad had died, and you told me my life would never be the same again and that the pain is unbearable. At the time I was thinking, “jerkface,” and how typically Ben to be so supportive. But you weren’t lying! You were being brutally honest. And you were never one to sugar coat anything, no matter how bad the truth made someone feel. I can appreciate that now.
We miss you so much Ben. Bay View isn’t the same without you. I hope you’re finally happy and at peace, hanging out with Bob Marley and Tu Pac!
Say hello to Kerr Bear for me. I would imagine he’s hanging out with John Lennon and Joe Cocker:)
‘Til we meet again, Ben.
He loved you so much Ben
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Love you dad<3
I remember a day when Jon, Ben, and I went back to I.C. for a visit in the beginning of our freshman year at TM. (Ben started there with us…) Since Jon was the milk boy when we were in 8th grade, he knew they also kept wine coolers in the milk cooler. So of course, we load up our pockets and pants with as many wine coolers that fit. But, we were walking home to Jon’s, and a van pulled over. It was Father (I can’t remember his name but he was the one who ran CYO at Sacred Heart) and he INSISTED on driving us home. I’m sure he knew we were up to something because he subbed at IC. So we all got in the van with our pants full of wine coolers. Lol. Somehow we managed to get away with it.
That’s just one of about a million memories I have of Ben from my childhood. Last time I spoke to him, I was home for the Frolics and had spent the night before with Katie and the boys. I was carrying Owen around so it was awhile ago. The old land line that was still there basically for show started to ring. It was the same number as it had been my entire childhood. My mom screamed upstairs justs like I was 10 again, “Natalie, it’s for you.” It was Ben. He had remembered the number. He said, “So I saw my boys today and they couldn’t stop talking about ‘Natalie’ and how they went on the boat to see the fireworks and I figured it had to be you.” He was always so full of surprises.
My heart is heavy, but I will not let it stay that way because he would’ve never wanted that! So cheers to Ben; he will always be a part of who I have become.
I’ve known Ben since kindergarten and we stayed friends throughout grade school and high school. I have so many fond memories of Ben and my heart is filled with sadness knowing he left this world way too soon. My deepest sympathies to his family. Until we meet again my friend. You are loved and missed by so many people!
I’m so sorry for your family’s loss. May you rest in peace.