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Ostwald, Connie (Czapla)- April 30, 2012

OSTWALD - Connie (nee Czapla) April 30, 2012, beloved wife of Clarence; dear mother of Robert (Kerry), JoAnn Matthews and Nancy (Rex) Powell; loving grandmother of Jeffrey (Jaela), Bryan (Kristen) Matthews, Kimberly, Cameron, Connor, Jamison and Victoria Powell; great-grandmother of Bailey, Madeleine, Lily and Delilah Matthews; sister of Edward (Rosemary) Czapla, Mary (late Michael) Palumbo and the late Anthony (late Sophie), Joseph (late Mary) Czapla, Stella (late William) Henry and Michael (Lily) Czapla; also survived by nieces and nephews. Visitation Wednesday 2-4 and 7-9 PM at the PACER FUNERAL HOME, INC., 2275 George Urban Blvd. (2 blks E. of Dick Rd.) Mass of Christian Burial at Infant of Prague, 921 Cleveland Dr. Thursday 10 AM. In lieu of flowers donations may be made to Infant of Prague. Condolences at www.PACERFUNERALHOME.com

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05/02/2012

Still remember Conn -Claire's. It was the best! Thanks for the great memories.

Edward Kotowski
west Seneca,NY.
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05/03/2012

Condolences to all her loved ones

Bob Hogan
San Diego
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05/03/2012

To Connie's family, She was such a sweet lady. i would sometimes drive her home after daily Mass. She is in my prayers as are all of you.

Mary Montero
Cheektowaga, NY
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07/26/2012

over the years. For starters, I was not in love with Jungle Jimmy, the guy on Nickelodeon that sold the duck belild platypus cards. I remember on your 18th birthday when I filled your apartment with balloons, and bought you a cake, and you came home angry and asked me to leave. I was crushed. Because I worshipped you. Every step you took I wanted to follow in. Every breath you took I wanted to take it all in too. You had so much to offer this world. But unfortunately most people didn't get to see just how much life you had left in you, how much you were capable of. And Mar, you were capable of taking over the world. I used to be embarrassed. We'd go out to eat and you'd wear a tutu and running shoes. What I wouldn't give to have one last trip to the coffee shop with you in your tutu. I'd even wear one too. Your niece asks about you and misses you dearly. Who doesn't? Except maybe that guy on Union Street that you used to flip off for looking at your cute little legs. XOXO Your adoring sister Denise

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