Edward John Marczynski–or Uncle Eddie, as I know him–was the only son in a family of eight children. He was born on November 5, 1915 in Dunkirk, New York to Casimir and Mary (Witkowski) Marczynski, and he was always close to his sister Hattie, my great-grandmother. My grandmother remembers Eddie as a warm and kind … More A Very Marczynski Christmas
Every year until I was in high school, my family would make the twelve-hour drive to Buffalo, New York to visit my maternal grandparents, Tom and Janice (Zielinski) Kuznicki. We would stay for a week or two at a time, and my sister and I would beg my grandmother to tell us stories the entire … More Janice & Joyce
Halloween is my favorite time of the year; growing up, my sister and I would dress as princesses or superheroes–we even had a brief vampire phase in elementary school–and brave the cool weather to go trick-or-treating with our dad. We’d make the long trek around the neighborhood, argue over who had the most candy and … More Grandpa’s a Ghost!
This past week, I’ve been re-reading Leo Tolstoy’s Anna Karenina–one of my favorite novels. Anna’s and Vronsky’s ill-fated affair is framed by the coming-and-going of trains: they’re a symbol of their love, of ties to the “West” and, ultimately, of the tragedy at the novel’s conclusion. Trains were, in many ways, at the center of … More On Trains & Tolstoy
Thomas Walter Marczynski was born on December 26, 1878 in Poland to Jozef Ludwig and Theresa Katherine (Bonczak) Marczynski. He and his older siblings–Gertrude (b. 1858), Mary (b. 1865), Franciszka (b. 1868) and Casimir (b. 1871)–left for the United States at the turn-of-the-century, and they all worked for the railroad in Dunkirk, New York. Three … More The Marczynski Ten