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“Dear Mary and Family,Goodbyes are not forever, this is not the end, it simply means he will be missed until we meet again.With Deepest Sympathy,Penny...Read More »
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“Uncle Eugene was a great guy. He's my godfather. Very worry. Great sense of humor. Always loved visiting with the family. We will miss him. ”
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Eugene Theodore Rucinski, age 89 of Lake, Michigan, died Thursday, August 9, 2018 at home surrounded by his loved ones. He was born December 3, 1928 in Detroit, son of the late John and the late Mariana (nee: Szymanski) Rucinski.

Born and raised in Detroit, the Motor City is where Eugene grew up, received his education, and ultimately graduated from Western High School on the city's southwest side. Just a few years later, at the age of 22, Uncle Sam came calling and needed Eugene to join the fray during the Korean War era. But before he headed out, there was one very important and meaningful event he needed to attend,…his glorious wedding day.

So it is that on October 7, 1950, in the eyes of family and friends alike, Mr. Eugene Theodore Rucinski asked his bride, Miss Irene Gagacki for her hand in marriage,…and the two became husband & wife amidst the beautiful setting of St. Francis of Assisi Catholic Church in Detroit. They would go on to raise a family while building upon the comforts of home, and grow deeper in love with each passing day. But of course, all of this following his time in the military.

It was the U.S. Army that reached out to Eugene, so the olive drabs soon became the dress of the day. He was inducted on January 17, 1951 in Detroit (just 3 months along as a newlywed) and would soon be transferred to Ft. Belvoir in Virginia where he received his training as an air compressor engineer. Once approved, he was honored to have become part of the Army's 807th Engineers Light Equipment Company from which he served out his military stint. Serving for just under 2 years, with 1.2 years of that stationed overseas in Germany, Eugene ultimately attained the rank of Corporal and received his honorable discharge on December 24, 1952 at Ft. Custer in Augusta, Michigan.

So it is, with thanks and praise from a grateful nation, that we honor Eugene's service to our country as a soldier in the U.S. Army. For the sacrifices made and his willingness to stand in harm's way for freedom's sake, we extend our posthumous gratitude for his wearing the uniform proudly and for answering his call with the patriotism and valiance that defined this devout soldier.

Wartime was a bit different during Eugene's era,…it wasn't quite so easy to make trips home like the troops can today. Once you got your marching orders, seeing family came at a premium,…if it even happened at all. And so was the case as Eugene's firstborn child, Daniel, came into the world while he was "across the pond,"…and Eugene's first glimpse of his handsome little boy came when Daniel was 6 months old. It must have been heartbreaking for Eugene to be so far away at such a tender time for he and Irene. But his patience bore the truth and reality that "absence, truly, makes the heart grow fonder" as he cradled his son in his arms for the first time,…and the chasm was gloriously bridges.

After fulfilling his military obligation, Eugene's return home and search for work landed him a position at the automotive giant, General Motors where he worked as a machinist. Infused with his own, unique brand of perfectionism, Eugene extended the best parts of his knowledge and skill set into the many pieces he helped fabricate and produce throughout his time on the job. And speaking of time, Eugene came from an age where many of his peers, like himself, were proud and honored to have held their positions for decades,…as did Eugene, with over 40 years of loyal and dedicated service to GM, until finally accepting his well-deserved retirement in 1992.

Eugene's retirement years truly kept him busy. He had many passions in life that filled his time away from the job, both when he was working as well as being retired. Throughout his life, Eugene was noted for his handiwork and his ability to build things. With that perfectionist spirit of his, and an uncanny flair for the creative, Eugene would simply begin building and,…Voila,…an enormous wet bar for his basement entertaining. He could also do little projects,…like the little diving discs he created for the kids to use while playing in the backyard pool. He was ahead of his time.

Other pastimes included his love of the outdoors, especially when he was sharing it with a fellow golfing buddy. Eugene loved the game and the pleasures that ensued with each swing of the club on a beautiful, sunny day. Always in search of that elusive Hole-in-One, golf seemed to bring out the Arnold Palmer that lie within and provided countless hours of fun and entertainment over the years. Eugene was also quite fond of bowling and spent many-an-evening on the lanes rolling for that perfect 300 game,…and the bragging rights that accompanied such a feat. Whether in league play or just for fun, Eugene found bowling to be that perfect blend of sports and friendship,…all rolled up in one. Then there were those priceless moments he shared with his son around the billiards table trying to emulate the infamous Minnesota Fats,…and the extreme elation he felt with each dip in the pool swimming with the kids. Yet for as much as he loved the outdoors, he also enjoyed a good sit in front of the TV watching some of his sporting pleasures like baseball and football. Between his Boys of Summer and his Boys of Fall, Eugene's sporting appetite was pretty much covered throughout the year. And he was truly an Armchair Quarterback Extraordinaire!

Yet for all that satisfied Eugene's pastime tastes and yens, none could hold a candle to the joy and elation he experienced each time he held his beloved Irene in his arms on the dance floor, swingin' the night away while dancing the Polka. Whether at one of the local Polish Festivals, or an often frequented ballroom, Eugene & Irene loved tripping the light fantastic to the sounds