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Stephen Walach

Pawtucket, Rhode Island

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April 1, 2024
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Pawtucket, Rhode Island

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Manning-Heffern-O’Neill Funeral Home - Pawtucket Obituary

Stephen Walach, a native of Pawtucket, RI, passed away on April 1, 2024, after a  courageous struggle against an ultra rare cancer, EHE.


A wise teacher once said that only a lit candle can light other candles. Steve Walach was lit. His story is about connections and bridges built in every chapter of his life. From the formative years in elementary school to the strength and camaraderie he discovered at Saint Raphael Academy, to his extraordinary teaching career, and then his return to his family home and neighborhood, Steve Walach composed a life of fulfillment and purpose. For Steve, life offered moments, some of obvious import with students and family, but as significant, the everyday encounters with strangers and friends, seemingly of little consequence, that he turned real and human. To those who arrived at his bedside from across the country, those who called and wrote, this was Steve's gift - to listen, to give his attention and care.


Steve is survived by his loving wife, Helen (Jakubowicz)Walach, his sisters, Patricia Walach Keough and her husband David Keough; Kathleen Walach and her husband John Hammond; Ellen Pereira and her husband Michael Pereira; his nephews  Brendan Keough and his wife Katie and children Ronan and Colin; Owen Keough, Leilani Alvarez and their children Olin and Dalia, Joseph Pereira, Adam Pereira, and Michael Hammond; his brother in law Edward Jakubowicz and his sister in law Monica Jakubowicz.


Steve's teaching career spanned 40 years beginning in Miami at Westview, Corporate Academy and Ransom Everglades School. In 2002, he started at Friends Academy in North Dartmouth, MA. While his subject was English,he taught his students the importance of writing their own story. He was a classroom innovator, a master teacher who instilled the power of language and the value of each perspective. As he listened to them, he taught them to listen to themselves and each other.


Steve loved to get his hands into the earth and reap the bounty it gave back. Service learning projects and health classes were incorporated into the organic gardens that Steve created at the schools where he taught. With countless students, their families and community volunteers, he oversaw the production of literally tons of organic produce, delivered to soup kitchens and food pantries.


In 2002, Steve and his wife returned to 519 Walcott St, the home and neighborhood he grew up in. Steve  walked the the old neighborhood and made new connections, feeling the familiar sense of place that Pawtucket and New England offered. The backyard  became a community garden, providing organic vegetables for neighbors, friends and those in need. When the children next door were tall enough to peak over the fence, they saw "Mr. Steve" hard at work in the garden. Soon they were helping to plant potatoes and in the fall experienced the wonder of harvesting them.


In 2001 Matt, Steve"s Dad was dying and Steve made 3 promises: He would marry Helen, take care of Jimmy, his brother with Downs Syndrome and look after Mom. Steve fulfilled those promises: he spent Saturdays with Jimmy and oversaw his care and he cared for his Mom at home until she died on Feb 5, one week short of her 104 birthday.


In 1973, Steve graduated Cum Laude from Brown University, with a concentration Human Studies. His tenure at Brown had been interrupted by his conscientious objector service as a psychiatric aide at Butler Hospital in Providence, RI. Years later, he contributed a chapter to author and Vietnam veteran Terry Nau’s 2020 “Voices of the Vietnam War.”


As vital as connection and community were to Steve, he sensed from an early age that his connection to himself would define his life. He wanted to know the power invested in him with that first breath. At Brown and in subsequent years, he searched scriptures and writings of theologians and philosophers, questioning their explanations and rationales. His thirst was for the experience of God that he could know within himself. True to that thirst, he found a lifelong teacher who guided him to turn inside to the profound peace that became the cornerstone of his life, his go to place.


Steve knew the things that would balance him: feet on the ground, hands in the soil, connecting to people, knowing the wonder within. He was a true gardener, nurturing all things good, all things beautiful.


Relatives and friends are kindly invited to a Celebration of Life for Steve on Saturday, May 4th at 11:00 AM in the St. Raphael Academy Coutu Theatre, 43 Maynard St. Pawtucket, RI, 02860.


In lieu of flowers, a donation to St. Raphael Academy, in Stephen's memory, would be greatly appreciated.


The family would like to thank all of the medical professionals that cared for Steve so compassionately during the past year.  Special thanks to the staff at Hope Health Hulitar Hospice Center.


 

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Steven and I go back a long time. We both went to Saint Joseph's parochial school in Central Falls back in the 1950's and were friends. We met up again years later and were both in the class of 1970 at Brown University. I noticed the obituary in the Brown alumni magazine. He was a kind and gentle man and will be missed. The photo album was great and brings back a lot of memories.

Mr. Walach was a wonderful teacher to me during my time at Friends Academy. His lessons on literature and writing ignited in me a love of literary analysis and creative writing. I will never forget writing a 70-page story for his sixth grade class. I also recall learning about ultimate frisbee from him at recess and on field days! Decades (!) later, I pursued creative writing in my undergraduate and graduate programs. I owe much of my initial success to his kind encouragement. He was one of...

As a colleague at Friends Academy, Steve Walach was, in my mind at least, always Doc Walach or Saint Stephen. The man was an epitome of kindness and humility, and yet, multi-faceted. Apropos the kindness, I personally will never forget his support of the goofy plays we put on at Friends - he generously laughed at all the right moments. I am still grateful for that kindness. I can only imagine the kindness he must have shown for those in his family and the Pawtucket community. As for humility,...

Steve's obituary beautifully says what I have felt is so true since he came for an interview at Friends Academy 21 years ago. He listened to folks, young and old, and he reflected back on those lucky enough to be within his circle (halo) their best selves. He just seemed to make those who knew him want to try to be the best they could and not to worry about the little stuff. Even after long absences, he welcomed me back, setting up our walks and chats at Friends Academy or our get-togethers...

Steve, I will miss you. You were my colleague at Ransom. You taught English including teaching my son. I was always proud of the Organic Garden you initiated and kept going even on weekends and vacation weeks. Clubs like that made being the Activities Director worthwhile. I even got to visit you in Rhode Island and have dinner next to and from your beautiful garden there. Peace, my friend.

Dear Walach family,
I had the pleasure of meeting Steve at several of my grandson’s baseball games over the last three years. He would come when the games were in Pawtucket. Very nice man, with lots of knowledge & a love of the game. I enjoyed talking with him. RIP Steve, my deepest sympathies to the family.

My sincerest condolences.

As a fellow classmate of Steve's reading all he accomplished and believed in is heartwarming but not surprising. Steve was not one for hoopla and recognition. His was a quiet, friendly support for all people. Whether it was teaching and guiding students l, much as I did for 28 years or creating gardens to help the less fortunate, he did it in his own quiet years. We shared a few conversations the past years about our mothers, mine past away a year ago at 10. He was always fun to talk to at...

I don't even know where to begin -- I was blessed to work with Steve at Friends Academy. My daughter Hannah was lucky enough to have him as a teacher and she worked in the FA Garden alongside him -- a truly kind, compassionate and remarkable man .. my heart is very sad today and I send my deepest condolences to his family and to all that were lucky enough to know him.