Additional Info (by Kimberly A. Novak):
I once sat down and wrote an eulogy of my grandfather, Adam Klimek (in 1996 when he passed away), in loving memory, with the help of my father, John Adam Klimek (originally of Swoyersville).
Eulogy of Adam Klimek:
Adam Klimek, (Grandpa), was a kind-hearted, courageous, adventurous family man.He was also a devout Christian, a hard worker, and avid gardner and a serious, but fun-loving musician.
Born Feb. 20, 1908, at home, in a room over a bar in West Wyoming, Pennsylvania, Grandpa continued to remain in the Wyoming Valley, moving with his family to Swoyersville, where he remained thoughout his life.Upon graduation from Third Grade, he worked at Swoyer's Breaker as a breaker boy; then Sordoni Construction Co., salesman, Baird's Dairy, and lastly the Wilkes-Barre YMCA.
One story which Grandpa loved to tell was about how he saved the lives of three girls while on a boating excursion at Lake Naomi, at Lutherland in the Poconos.A thunderstorm came upon the "Captain" and his crew.The girls stood up and started screaming, "Help!"Grandpa took matters into his own hands and yelled for them to "Be Still!" and "Sit Down!"None of them could swim, including Grandpa.They listened and the boat, which was in danger of capsizing, remained afloat.He rowed them safely back to shore and immediately became a "hero."
We believe that one of the girls on the boat was Susan Chorba, Sunday School teacher at St. Matthew's, who was later to become his wife.Grandpa also had a musical ear.He was a member of St. Matthew's choir and would play his violin at Lutherland and other church outings.Dad remembers singing around the piano with his mom playing and father playing the violin.
While working as a milkman at Baird's Dairy, Kingston, Grandpa encountered many dangerous traveling situations.During the 1950s, Hurricane Hazel came to town, with 60 mph winds, strewing trees across the roads, and making delivery trecherous.Dad even came along with Grandpa, and together, they managed to make sure everyone got their milk.
Grandpa, when he wasn't working or tinkering with cars, clocks, or musical instruments, was an avid gardner.He took great pride in nurturing little seeds along into full grown plants or trees.He grew cherries, apples, peaches, grapes, walnuts, tomatoes ... just to name a few.
Needless to say, with all the fruit/vegetables Grandpa grew, our family became part of his canning crew.Though we didn't always enjoy sitting at the table for hours, peeling and canning the large quantity of produce that came from Grandpa's trees, this was time that we spent as a family together, and the hard work was well worth the effort.
As children, Drew and I remember coming down his house with Mom and Dad on Sundays after church.He would always have milk and cookies or some other treat ready to offer us when we arrived and then lead us on a grand tour of his beloved garden.Dad showed us how to climb the great big walnut tree, and we would sit up in the branches, looking around to spot a squirrel or just looking at all the other trees and fruit and flowering bushes in his big yard.
In addition to teaching Dad, then Drew and me about the Bible, and teaching us right from wrong, Grandpa also took Mark under his wing, sitting by him at service and teaching him about church and how to lead a Christian life.
Grandpa led a full life, and as Dad would say, lived from the age of the horse and buggy to the age of modern technology we live in today.He even lived to see a great-grandson, Matthew.
We will always remember his devotion to God and the Church, his faith, wisdom and love.Those of us who have known him or of him will carry these and many more memories in our hearts forever.
(With Love, The Family of Adam Klimek)