James E. Karnick
James E. Karnick, age 78, of Darien. Beloved husband of Susan for 48 years. Loving father of James (Gina), Patrick (Bridget), Megan and the late Mary Clare. Devoted grandfather of James, Anthony, Giuliana, Patrick, Mary Clare and Danny. Cherished brother of Marguarite Karnick and dear uncle to many. James was preceded in death by his siblings Charles, Thomas, Patricia, John, Robert and Kevin. Visitation 3-9 p.m. Thursday Sept. 22 at Hallowell & James Funeral Home, 301 75th St., Downers Grove. Prayers 9:15 a.m. Friday Sept. 23 from the funeral home to Our Lady of Mt. Carmel Church for Mass at 10 a.m. Interment Mt. Carmel Cemetery. In lieu of flowers, memorials to the St. Jude Children’s Research Hospital appreciated. Funeral info 630-964-6500
A wonderful sodt spoken gentleman with a heart of gold.
Heartfelt and prayerful condolences from the Chicago Police Chaplains. Jim will be remembered at the next Police Mass.
In the meantime, may family and friends know the healing touch of our all-loving, all-merciful God! [Police Chaplains Ministry: http://www.ChicagoPCM.org or 312/738-7588]
Sincere condolences to the Karnick family on this sad occasion. I have known Jim since 1976 at the 20th District and later at the 24th District.. He was a great Police Officer and a great person and it was my privilege to serve with him on the CPD.
John P Collins, Ret Capt, CPD
So sorry to hear about Jim. He was my protector in Rogers Park when I attended Loyola in the 1980’s. I will never forget his kindness.
I just heard about Jim’s passing last year. I ran into a person from Chicago who knew him and she told me. I knew him when I resided in Rogers Park. He was a beat cop and I was a preschool teacher. When the police were called to our school he would always be the first to arrive on the scene.. He always had the situation under control before the squad cars arrived. He had an unbelievable sense of humor and was a man who did things his own way.Sometimes I’d see him at the local hot dog joint drinking his coffee and talking to his friend and the owner of the establishment. The businesses along Sheridan Road were always happy to have him in their establishments because they were never hassled or robbed because he was always inside their establishments. I also remember how he would always go to the flower shop and buy his favorite lady yellow or white roses and give her a crazy card or red for Valentine’s Day . Then there was his love of Mexican food. He was always sending or taking people to La Choza on Howard Street. Of course then there his daily excursions to Loyola Beach where he would stand and look out at Lake Michigan and talk to the children from a local preschool who were playing at the park and their teachers.