Mitchell Dziak
Mitchell Dziak, age 76, of Bensenville, formerly of LaGrange. Beloved husband of Kathleen Dziak (nee Strah) for a wonderful 51 years. Loving father of Jennifer (Kevin) Sandstrom, the late William Dziak, Timothy (Sherry) Dziak, and Amanda (Michael) Insco. Devoted grandfather of Liam. Fond uncle, cousin, and friend of many. Mitchell was a former employee of Western Electric and AT&T. He was an avid collector and bird watcher. Services private. In lieu of flowers, memorials may be made to Muscular Dystrophy Association. Arrangements are entrusted to Hallowell & James Funeral Home, Countryside at 708-352-6500.
Our deepest sympathy to your family during this sad times. We will keep him and your family in our daily prayers.
To the Dziak family, I am very sorry to hear of your husband and Father’s passing. It will be especially hard to grieve as a family during these difficult restrictions we are now observing. I will keep your family in my thoughts and prayers which are plentiful at this time:
Sincerely Bill and Betsy McManaman
Worked with Mitch at Oakbrook. He was one of the crew that came to us from WECO. Those were the hardest working guys in the building. Mitch was always ready to assist in any way he could. He will be missed for his work ethic and sense of humor. Rest in peace Mitch you have certainly earned it.
Our condolences to the Dziak Family.
Our families came together when our children married. We have enjoyed many special times and events together.
We will miss Mitch and think of him very fondly and often.
We will keep all of you in our prayers.
Love,
Michael & Kathy Campbell
Kathy and Family, please accept our sincere condolences. We enjoyed knowing Mitch and Ed said to say, “He was a real character”. May he rest In Peace.
I knew Mitch from Western. He was a wealth of knowledge and a super guy. There wasn’t anyone he wouldn’t help. I remember when my son needed a battle axe for his school costume, and I told Mitch about it. He said let me see what I can do, and lo and behold he made one of wood , that looked like he had hand carved it, same thing with my k-bar. He said it needed sharpening, and so he did it . It was so sharp you could shave with it. We were collecting scrap silver, and he told me to send him a couple of scorpions which are plentiful here in Arizona, so I did. Ashort time later he sends me a belt buckle with the scorpions cast in silver and mounted on the buckle.That’s the kind of guy he was. Mitch was a prankster as well, gluing a mens urinal to the side of his bosses desk, or the midnight balloon ascensions carrying a bunch of led lights flashing intermittently. We both waited to hear of ufo sighting on the news, as we were only about 3 miles from midway airport but no news. Mitch had a life of being the man of the house as his father was killed in the war. A tough way to grow up. he was a super family man who worshipped his wife and children, again doing any thing he could for them. Like the song goes,” no request is too extreme” Michael Jordan headlines, all sorts of Chicago Bulls stuff. He was easy to talk to, like a big brother. I wish we had not been so far apart geographically . I sure do miss him.
Rest in peace buddy, until we meet again. Dale