Мой Папочка,
Я очень тебя люблю. Я знаю, что ты будешь рядом, помогать когда трудно, отогревать когда холодно, радоваться когда все хорошо.
Папочка, ты сделал в своей жизни самое большое что может быть:
Ты вырастил и воспитал хороших
детей и внуков.
Светлая Память о Тебе всегда будет со мной
Папочка, пусть Душе Твоей будет тепло и радостно, лети с миром!
Твоя Таня

Love you Dad ❤️🙏 I remember you kept saying .” I was born in USA “

I’m so sorry about your  father’s passing.  Cherish and celebrate all the memories  you and your family shared with your father.

When I was younger, my parents often sent him to pick me up from preschool. It was my favorite part of the day to see him waiting to walk me to my aunt's house. I remember how peaceful it was as he held my hand and guided me along a little path in the forest, him making me laugh with silly stories and me admiring all of the spring flowers. When we got there, he'd turn on a TV show for me and sit by my side as he cracked some walnuts for my afternoon snack. I'll never forget his loving and generous nature!

Of all his wonderful traits and features, my favorite was his smile. His smile could light up an entire room. His eyes shone bright whenever he would give me a mischievous grin, and it always made me feel like I was the most important person in the room because I was the one his smile was directed at. Grandpa kept his joy and humour his entire life, and it's something I loved about him dearly. We love and miss you, grandpa, forever.

Whenever grandpa walked into a room, he would bring it to life. My earliest memories of him are of how joyful, kind, and gentle he was. I have so many memories of him handing out presents at Christmas and looking on as my cousins and I ran around, showing off our new gifts in glee. I remember him always sneaking chocolate or candy into my lap with the sneakiest grin whenever we would visit him, which he would hide in closets or drawers so that there would always be some left for us. He was the most strong-willed, independent person I have ever known, always on a mission to do something or go somewhere, and he very rarely took "no" for an answer. Growing up around him, I admired his tenacity and steadfastness; he was the one who inspired me to create goals for myself, and to never give up on them, no matter what obstacles arose. 

I'll forever cherish the memories that I made with you, grandpa. You were a guiding light in my life and I can't even begin to explain how much I miss you already. We all love you so much!

Любимый папочка , ты будешь всегда в моем сердце, я тебя очень очень люблю ! ❤️❤️❤️
Я знаю, что ты меня слышишь... Я знаю. что ты меня любишь... Я знаю, что ты жив... Просто больше не в этом Мире.
Царство тебе небесное! 
Твоя Анжелика ❤️🙏

СВЕТЛОЙ ПАМЯТИ СТАНИСЛАВА ВЕНСКЕЛЯ🙏

Говорят, что человек жив до тех пор, пока жива память о нём. 

Станислав Венскель...Каким он был?

Достойный человек, проживший достойную жизнь. Заботливый муж. Любящий папа и дедушка. Компанейский сосед.
Таким его запомнили люди.

Я, как крестная мама Анжелики, хорошо помню наши душевные встречи в гостеприимном доме Венскелей.

Судьба распорядилась по-своему. Станислав с семьей  уехал с малой родины. Но всегда вспоминал любимые строки "Мой родны кут! Як ты мне мiлы.  Забыць цябе не маю сiлы!"

 Мы жили в разных странах. 
Но я видела фото и знала, что где-то там, далеко, в кругу своей дружной семьи живет добрый и счастливый человек - Станислав Венскель.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            Несмотря на проблемы со здоровьем, он дарил  близким людям тепло своего большого сердца, тонкий юмор и искромётные шутки.                                    Он так любил жизнь и людей!

Но у Бога свои задумки и свои планы, которые нам не понять. 

Верю, что наша сердечная молитва будет утешением и помощью для светлой души Станислава...

Мы будем скучать!                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                   Пусть  новый небесный дом будет уютным !
Пусть добрый Бог наградит Станислава Божьей благодатью!
«Вечны адпачынак дай ім, Пане,
а святло вечнае няхай ім свеціць.
Няхай адпачываюць у супакоі.
Амэн." От Тересы  Смольской

I remember when I was younger grandpa would walk me to school every day. During the winter when it snowed he taught me a game to play to pass the time. He broke a piece of ice from the snow and put it on the ground. It was a flat piece of ice and we would kick it around back and forth to each other trying to catch it or score it past our feet. The ice would slide on the pavement, it was almost like a game of soccer but with ice and we would play until the bus would come and pick me up.

Grandpa really loved birds, especially his parakeets. One time he collected some feathers into a small bag, ones that dropped naturally and were full of color. He gave them to me and told me that when I find the man that I will want to marry, I should give these feathers to him as a sign of love.

I remember the time when grandpa taught me and Kristina how to ride a bike. He took us outside and pumped our tires and checked them to make sure they were all good for riding. Then he set up the bike and held it as we climbed on. He would hold the bike the entire time we were learning as we went in circles around the house. Then when we started to get used to it he would hold only the back of the seat to make sure we wouldn’t tip over. Then when we were riding he would secretly let go and we wouldn’t even know it because we kept riding! After that me and Kristina would spend hours riding around the house in circles just having fun!

Grandpa lived an active life full of many pursued interests. He was a wonderful and charming character who made so many people so happy constantly bringing smiles to their faces. Stanislau was a very giving person. He loved to collect cool and unique gadgets that did all kinds of different things from a multitude of speakers to little cool light up toys he would give his grandchildren that would make them laugh and smile. Every item he gave was something well treasured and loved. In his free time, Stanislau loved to play pool with his friends and was rather amazing at it.  One of my favorite things to do with grandpa was to to play darts with him. In his house me and him would compete to see who got the most points in the score board. To him it didn’t matter who won we just had a fun time playing together. Grandpa loved to listen to classical music. In the car, at home, it brought him peace and joy and was a style he very much enjoyed. Not only did grandpa like classical music, he would turn on this radio where he would play all kinds of Russian songs. He would put his headphones in and smiled when listening. Growing up grandpa enjoyed fishing, I remember him always bringing back huge fish when he came home and it would always make me giggle because I was terrified of how huge they were. Grandpa was a wanderer. He was always up and doing something and he didn’t like to sit at home as he was a very  independent and strong willed man. When I was little I remember grandpa always fixing things in the garage and tinkering with all kinds of objects. He had a wonderful and creative mind and always shared interesting ideas and creations with me and my sister.

Grandpa always spoiled us grandkids with lots of candies and toys. He was like a magician always pulling out strawberry candies from the drawers in his bedroom.  He would take me and my sister to the plaza in our town and to the dollar general store and buy us barbie dolls and pink girly toys that me and my sister would go home and play with all day. And after playing, Grandpa would turn on Russian shows on the tv like Marsha and the Bear, Luntik, Well Just You Wait (Ну, погоди!), Gogoriki (Смешарики) and many more that we loved so much.

When I was a little elementary schooler, every morning for school grandpa would always take me to the bus stop, he would wait until I got on the bus and wave me off and smile so that I wouldn’t be afraid. After the school day finished I was so excited for grandpa to take me back home. He would always take my backpack in his hand so that I could run and jump and spin and laugh on the way home. Those walks were short but they were a favorite part of my day and what I would looked forward to most. I would always smile and giggle knowing I came home to him. In fact, grandpa was the one who took me to my first day of preschool, I remember I was four years old and he walked me twenty minutes in a red stroller. I hadn’t spoken English yet so I was terrified to go in with all the other kids. But he taught me that I needed to get into the world, to not be afraid, that everyone has their first day, that I wasn’t alone and he’d be coming back for me. Grandpa always made people laugh and smile even when they were afraid or didn’t feel like smiling. One time when grandma went to Belarus to visit family, it was just me and grandpa at home. I was too sad to go to school so grandpa let me stay home with him and he made me feel better and smile always. He had a beautiful soul and a beautiful heart full of so much love to give.

Our thoughts and prayers are with you and your family.

We will forever cherish the memories we shared together Mr Stanislau Venskel,it. 
May your soul rest in peace.

OBITUARY

Stanislau Venskel

February 13, 1946 – June 16, 2024

Wanamaker & Carlough Funeral Home

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