Born on August 7, 1930, she was a faithful Air Force wife who followed her husband to exotic duty stations like Okinawa, Japan and Upper Heyford, England, along with stateside assignments from Bangor, Maine to Nevada and all points in between.
She was preceded in death by her parents Martin T. and Irene P. Hartigan of Gardner, MA.
She is survived by her loving husband of 59 years, Wallace A. "Mike" Kulczyk Jr.; her sister, Hope Hartigan Miller; two sons, Mark and wife Sheila, and Chris and wife Laurie; two daughters, Lyn Pool and husband Bob, Chickie Shields and husband Mike; and four grandchildren, Christine and Hannah Shields, Sean Kulczyk and stepgrand-daughter Stephanie Del Rio.
She was a wonderful friend to all who knew her and would go to extraordinary lengths at Christmas time to find just the perfect gift for each member of her family. She was her grandchildren's biggest supporter in all activities, a forgetter of acorn squash in the oven, and her Sunday Roast Beef dinner is yet to be duplicated. She will be deeply missed.
The family will receive guests at a visitation on Wednesday, June 6, 2012 from 10:00 am until 12 noon at Cook-Walden Capital Parks in Pflugerville, Texas. A Funeral Mass will be held at St. Louis Catholic Church on Wednesday, June 6 at 2:00 ppm with interment following at Cook-Walden Capital Parks Cemetery in Pflugerville.
We would like to extend our thanks to Dr. Dennis Welch who treated her for 16 years, the wonderful ladies of the St. David's NAMC Infusion center, and the nursing staff on 3 North and Hospice Austin who helped her in her final transition.
In lieu of flowers, donations to the Susan G. Komen Breast Cancer Research Foundation would be appreciated.
This is the obituary I wrote following the death of my mother.
8 short paragraphs that don't even begin to tell the wonderful story of my mother.
I am so very sad.
In my heart I know that she is now without pain. What I do not know is where she is. I tell people all the time that I am not religious. I feel that I am spiritual and I believe that there is a higher power...but heaven...I'm not so sure. From dust we came and to dust we will return.
I'm putting one foot in front of the other because the world has not stopped turning, I'm taking one breath at a time and I'm living one day at a time.
Daddy is still here and he needs looking after....my pain is nothing compared to his. I can't even begin to imagine what he's feeling. How do you live in a house alone after living in it for almost 40 years with someone. One breath at a time.
