Family Tribute:William David Moskal (Bill) was born August 17,1951 in Johnstown, Pennsylvania. At the time of his death, Bill had been living for the past 12 years in Brecksville, Ohio, a suburb of Cleveland. Bill was a risk consultant for Marsh and specialized in heavy construction. His trip to New York was to put him on more of a national level and he was very much up to it. Bill loved his work and he still had much to offer. The family that is left behind and broken-hearted over his loss is Bill’s wife of 22 years, Lorraine, a 19 year old daughter, Jessie, a sophomore at Indiana University and 13 year old son, Andy. Bill was the most attentive father. He coached many sports in his community as Andy grew up...baseball, football and basketball. They also enjoyed tennis, fishing, cycling and travel together. He had planned on coaching in the community for many years, even after Andy grew up. Jessie is a journalism major at IU and Bill was very proud of her. They had spent a lot of time trying to finding the right college. There were many trips and much discussion, but once she made her choice, Bill was thrilled to have his daughter attend one of the best journalism schools in the country, and it didn’t hurt being a part of the Big Ten, either. Both children miss their dad very much. He put them ahead of everything, they always knew it, and now they have wonderful memories of his love and commitment to them. Lorraine has a lifetime of memories to help sustain her, too. They had just started to think about their golden years and so looked forward to spending time together as the children got older. Bill had a great sense of humor and it was hard to take anything seriously for any length of time...he was just fun. And when Bill was home, there was always music in the house, from classical to opera to jazz...he required it like air to breath. Bill’s mental therapy only required gardening and yard work. He loved to landscape and he was very creative. It was a great day for him if he spent it in the yard with his beloved boxers, Mike and Zelda, and the dirtier he got, the happier he was. Bill, we are left with an enormous void in our lives, a void that can only be filled with unconditional love that transcends all dimensions, even death. What a glorious day it will be when we all meet again!
Our love for you is endless, Lorraine, Jessie and Andy.