William F. Kozlow

Dear Cheryl, Joyce, Ginny and Ruth,

Many were the times our family would load into our '57 Plymouth Sport Suburban wagon to take the long ride way out in the country to Homewood for a Sunday meal with the Kozlows. There, adjacent to wide banks of irises was the garage where we would invariably find our cousin Billy working away on his latest car. It was always interesting to see what he was up to. Nothing stood in his way when it came to repairing/rebuilding his cars, such was...

Dear Cheryl, Joyce, Ginny and Ruth,
So sad at the passing of Cousin Billy. I'm obliged and thankful for the times he aided my family. He repaired my Mom's furnace and spent a whole day getting our old car running again. He was a mechanical genius. Not too long ago I received some Popular Mechanics magazines from the mid-fifties. In retrospect, Billy reminded me of the father in the monthly feature called Wordless Workshop who came up with elegant solutions to fix household repairs and...

Dear Cheryl, Joyce, Ginny and Ruth,
My deepest sympathy for the sudden passing of Bill. I have found memories of Bill as an avid golfer like myself. Boy back in the day he could hit the ball a mile. He used his mechanical genius to build his own custom golf clubs. He purchased the components to make custom clubs he ordered from Golf Smith. He fine-tuned the golf clubs like a fine-tuned engine specific to his golf swing. We played golf in CA at Pasatiempo, Golf Course along with Cheryl,...

So saddened, Cheryl, to hear of the death of your husband. You have my deepest sympathies.