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This memorial website was created in memory of our loved one, Leonard Louk, 68 years old, born on September 20, 1945, and passed away on September 24, 2013. We will remember him forever.
The years go quickly by memories of you remain. You are missed, oh, that we were young again and could do it all over- what would we have done differently ?
Golly, after all these years, I realized how close in age we were- I'll be 74 on the 25th. Isn't that amazing how close we all were ! I still wish we had lived together as one family. Ain't it funny how the time has slipped away !
One of the few GREAT memories as a child- after we were all separated to different families for a while, we got a really fun Christmas together and Len and Jim got a huge fire truck that they spent all day trying to get the ladder all the way to the top of the Christmas tree- many mishaps and lots of laughs ! That really was fun !
My visits to the USA I have gotten to know Mr. Louk. He was always ready and willing to take us around. Those small gestures may seem insignificant but to my family and I there meant a lot us and for that we are truly grateful. You will be missed when we visit. RIP Pops!
Always a caring person, even when we were little, he took seriously looking after Jim- his little brother. And as an adult he really surprised me with a visit, when he looked up my address on a vacation and dropped in to visit with his young family. And yes, I will miss him.
As one of his younger brothers-in-law, I looked up to Len. We shared a lot of time chopping wood for the wood stove, many laughs, and he taught me how to be a house painter. He is loved, and missed.
He was good to me and helped me with my son .(tony) I loved him. I will miss him. Uncle Len has been in my thoughts and will be forever in my heart. I want to say he probably had the patience of job. which tony and I needed. we will miss him.
The years go quickly by memories of you remain. You are missed, oh, that we were young again and could do it all over- what would we have done differently ?