Leonard Anthony Moscynski

In loving memory of Uncle Len Ah, world, what lessons you prepare for us, even in the leafless winter, even in the ashy city. I am thinking now of grief, and of getting past it... I want to be light and frolicsome. I want to be improbably beautiful and afraid of nothing, as though I had wings. - Mary Oliver Uncle Len had a way of noticing the small, bright things - especially hummingbirds. He understood that life shows up in flashes: wings beating, laughter shared, quiet moments...

God Bless You all!!!!!! You are all in my prayers! Love You All Barbara Toth

A memory that always makes me smile are the nights Auntie Evie and Uncle Lenny would come over to visit when we were kids. We would be sent into the basement so the adults could talk. But I never heard much talking-there was too much laughter!! Good bless you, Uncle Lenny.