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Obituary of Helen Mary Moshak
Helen Mary Moshak of Longmont, CO, formerly of Skokie, IL, died peacefully in the early morning of July 19,202, six days shy of her 89th birthday.
Never shy herself, she was born in Appleton, WI in 1934, the Daughter of Lawrence Casper and Mary Ann Driessen Casper. One of six children, she is preceded in death by her husband, John Moshak and four siblings, Lynn Belanger, Lee Casper, Barbara Marian, and Mary ( Liz) Casper. She is survived by her children Helen Moshak ( Scott Baskerville) of Louisville, CO; Jenny Moshak ( Chris Hofmann) of Seymour, TN and Damian Moshak ( Joni Moshak) of Cathedral City, CA and her brother, David Casper of Combined Locks, WI and Numerous nieces, nephews and extended family.
Helen attended Appleton Senior High School and graduated with honors from Lawrence College with a Bachelor of Arts in English while serving as an editor at both the college newspaper and the literary magazine. She began her long and storied career in public relations after moving to Chicago where she started at Daniel Edleman & Associates while living downtown. She met and married John Moshak in 1963 and together they raised three children in Skokie, IL. She was a wonderful wife and loving mother. Together they built a beautiful woodland retreat in Michigan to share with their family, friends and community.
Throughout her professional life she worked as a public relations freelancer for small businesses, political campaigns, local library systems and non-profits. She helped launch and promote Darome, Inc. , a ground breaking telecommunications startup and worked with the college of Lake County and the Skokie Public Library. She served as the president of the local League of Women Voters and volunteered with civil rights movements and political campaigns to end racial discrimination, protest the Vietnam War, pass the Equal Rights Amendment, and advocate for civil and gay rights. In 1997, she became a founding board member of Literature for All Us, a nonprofit organization dedicated to helping young women and men in need share books, write poetry , love literature and use their voices.
Over the decades, she shared her love of reading and writing by editing, coaching, teaching, and volunteering to help countless people harness, refine and appreciate the power of the written word. She was a constant source of wit, wisdom, laughter and support. She welcomed all at her table, nourishing people's minds, hearts and stomachs with her soup, clever edits, puns and warmth. She loved to play cards ( bridge, hearts, and canasta), visit with friends, attend theatre, participate in book groups, travel and read books- many, many books; the New Yorker magazine and the New York Times. In their last years, she and John moved to Bridge at Longmont, a wonderful assisted living community in Colorado, to be near family and support. Folks visited from across the Midwest and many often called and wrote, sending words to connect and continue their friendships. She is loved by many and will be deeply missed by her family and community.
In honor of Helen's request, in Lieu of flowers, donations may be made to the Fistula Foundation, helping women to restore their health and lives. https://fistulafoundation.org/what-is-fistula/
A Poem by Karen Thomson on the occasion of Helen's 70th birthday, June 2000
Helen has a razor eye
She slices the extras from wordy faxes
With never a word of reproach
I've just tightened it a bit, she says
Helen is a woman with a heart
Helen is a woman who shops the sales
The first to pull out the checkbook for a good cause
Helen is a woman who sucks up books, the McNeil-Lehrer report
And Mexican Indian realities with equal zest
Helen is a woman of one- liners, a standup comedienne with a gavel
Helen is a girl you'd really want at your slumber party
Helen is a woman who has a home
She opens to girls she doesn't know
She makes their beds up fresh
and sets a big table
Complete with cloth and candles
Serves bowls and platters of salad and steaks
And then brings out cheesecakes swirled in chocolate and caramel
How about some dessert she says?
Are they hungry, Ducky-do? Thats what she calls me
"Sweetie" she calls the girls
They call her Miss Helen
And ask her why she has them to her house
She tells the story again and again
It's called: How We Found The Land
How our kids Planted Thousands of Tiny Pine Trees with Us
How We Camped Out for Years While John Built the House
And then they say, but where are your kids?
Oh, now they're all grown up - so you're our kids!
We built this house to share- and they accept
And scatter - to bedrooms to snuggle in the clean sheets
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