Birth date: Apr 1, 1942 Death date: May 2, 2015
Kenneth Frank Myszka, 73, passed away peacefully at home with his wife and children at his side on Saturday May 2, 2015. Ken was born on April 1, 1942 in Wausau, Wisconsin to the late Leo and Theresa (Bargender) Myszka. Ken proudl Read Obituary
Kenny, Lori, Lisa, and Kathy and families, I am so sorry for your loss. Your Dad was a great man, so kind! His spirit definitely lives on in all of you. I loved the tree he planted for baby Kenny, what a great idea-the pictures are great. I can imagine that tree bringing some much needed peace in the days to come. You are all in my prayers. Love Stephanie Rintala/Family and the Houses.
My deepest sympathy to the Myszka Family. I have many fond memories of visiting the Myszka farm in years passed. My thoughts and prayers during this difficult time....blessing to all.
Betty Blume and Family
My biggest regret, is that I really got to know Ken too late in life, even though we first met over forty-five years ago. Over the past seven years or so, Ken has been one of my best friends and my favorite fishing companion. I'll always remember those many hours we spent on the water or on the ice, just passing the time away.
I'll miss you Ken. Rest in Peace. Cousin In-law, Dennis Gauger
I express my heartfelt condolences to the family of Kenny. May his soul rest in peace. We all will miss him.
One of my favorite memories of Uncle Ken was when he and my Dad we talking outside on our farm sometime in the 1980s. Ken touched the electric fence with one hand and held out a shiny new quarter in the other. He challenged Bob and I to grab the quarter, telling us we could keep it if we could get it without getting shocked. I don't know how many times Bob and I tried and yet we could never figure out how Ken could keep hanging onto that wire.
Dear Myska family,
our heartfelt sympathy go out to all of you. We have been neighbors for a long time and even though we did not see much of each other, the times we did were special and will be forever in or memory. You are in our prayers. (Who is going to cut our wood now?)
The House family xoxoxo
