Uncle Ed was a very kind and caring man. I always took notice how much he doted on Grandma and Aunt Alice when he was in town for a visit. He always had a smile on his face and was great to talk to. He was a special uncle and will be missed for sure. He and the rest of the Kocik Florida clan will be in our thoughts and prayers. Miss you!here's a poem I heard at a funeral once…always seems appropriate to share.The Dashby Linda Ellis I read of a man who stood to speakAt the funeral of a friend He referred to the dates on her tombstoneFrom the beginning to the end He noted that first came her date of her birthAnd spoke the following date with tears, But he said what mattered most of allWas the dash between those years For that dash represents all the timeThat she spent alive on earth. And now only those who loved herKnow what that little line is worth. For it matters not how much we own;The cars, the house, the cash, What matters is how we live and loveAnd how we spend our dash. So think about this long and hard.Are there things youâ??d like to change? For you never know how much time is left,That can still be rearranged. If we could just slow down enoughTo consider whatâ??s true and real And always try to understandThe way other people feel. And be less quick to anger,And show appreciation more And love the people in our livesLike weâ??ve never loved before. If we treat each other with respect,And more often wear a smile Remembering that this special dashMight only last a little while. So, when your eulogy is being readWith your lifeâ??s actions to rehash Would you be proud of the things they sayAbout how you spent your dash?