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Published October 12, 2013, 12:00 AM

Paul Shwaiko

Paul (Pop) Shwaiko of Irving, Texas passed away on August 10, 2013 in Dallas, Texas. He wished to have his body donated to science and to forego any type of traditional memorial service.

Paul was born July 4, 1933 in Kenosha, WI. He graduated from Kenosha High School in 1952 and then lettered in football at the University of Wisconsin where he received his Bachelor of Science degree.

Paul Shwaiko

Paul (Pop) Shwaiko of Irving, Texas passed away on August 10, 2013 in Dallas, Texas. He wished to have his body donated to science and to forego any type of traditional memorial service.

Paul was born July 4, 1933 in Kenosha, WI. He graduated from Kenosha High School in 1952 and then lettered in football at the University of Wisconsin where he received his Bachelor of Science degree.

He married Rose Marie Starkus of Madison, WI in 1957. Paul and Rose moved to Moorhead, MN in1959 where he worked for Fairmont Foods Creamery and they raised their 3 children. In 1980, the Shwaiko family moved to Texas.

He is survived by: his ex-wife Rose Shwaiko; daughter, Roxy and Mark Fehl of Abilene, TX; son, Jay Paul and Nancy Braun Shwaiko of Austin, TX; son, William B and Dana Shwaiko of Arlington, TX; his grandchildren Carlie and Louie Fehl, Ashley (Shwaiko) Young and her husband Jeff, Brooke and Sophia Shwaiko, and great grandchild Harper Young. His brothers Stephen, Alex and George Shwaiko and their families and countless friends, also survive him.

Jill Shwaiko, his niece, wrote this poem about him for a 3rd grade writing assignment in 1965:

‘My favorite relative is my uncle Paul. He is heavy and short. His hair is always short. He has a big nose but yet is handsome. My uncle is always calm and always happy. His eyes are brown.

He likes to eat anything and everything. My Aunt Rose calls him the garbage disposal.

He likes all sports, that’s what I like about him. His wife and children are always nice to us, and play jokes on us sometimes too.

They have three children now. My uncle somehow fits all of them on his lap at the same time. When my uncle feeds his new baby he tells stories to him. They think that makes him eat better. When they come to visit us they also visit their mothers and fathers and brothers and sisters.’

We love and miss you Pop.

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