Michael-Wyanski-Obituary

Michael A. Wyanski

Amsterdam, New York

1960 - 2019

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Michael A. Wyanski, 58, passed away suddenly on January 16, 2019. Mike was born on October 18, 1960 to James and Joan (Adams) Wyanski in Schenectady, NY. His family settled in Duanesburg, where he graduated from Duanesburg Central High School in 1979. After graduation Mike attended SUNY Oneonta...

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We recently returned from Florida and heard about Mike's passing.
We live in Knox Woods and Mike was always there to help us, even if it was the end of his work day.
He was a wonderful man and we will never forgot him.
Tony & Mary Ryan

I was very sorry to hear of Mike's passing. I hung out with Mike and Chris during the 1980's, going to the "disco," bowling, playing softball and of course the racetrack to see their horse; "Two Clubs." I can still visualize Mike playing softball on the left side of the infield, right beside his brother Chris. They were both good ball players and rarely did a ball get by them. On the rare occasion when the ball did get through I remember the banter between them regarding the missed play. ...

To Toni and family and kids, and grand kids, I was shocked to hear about Mike.Worked with Mike several times painting, remember well the trip up North, way up North, painting a small cabin in the middle of know where!!Also pretending not to be scared of heights, going up 60' ladders, and not letting Mike know I never went this high, and was scared, but did anyway. I couldn't have known, a better person, to take care of Toni and the kids.NO ONE!!The nicest/caring/well mannered, father to those...

Jim & Chris, so sorry to hear of Mikes passing
please pass on our condolences to his wife and family, we all had fun in the "olden" days.
Bonnie & Earl Barnes

My thoughts and prayers to Mike's family and friends. Toni, my son babysat your two little ones if you remember. Mike was a good man.
Michael, I will always remember when I worked 2nd shift with you and I was cold, you always let me wear your grey sweater and all the guys would sing "won't you be my neighbor" to you and over the radio. Your Shirley temple drinks when all of us went out. Fly high my dear friend for 25+ years. R.I.P.