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Paul Slamick
In Memory of
Paul Joseph
Slamick
1942 - 2017
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Obituary for Paul Joseph Slamick

Paul Joseph Slamick, 75, of Bridgeport, passed away on Tuesday, August 29, 2017 at the Louis A. Johnson Veterans Hospital. He was born in Everson, WV on May 6, 1942 a son of the late Joseph Paul Slamick and Stella Wood Slamick.
He was the beloved husband and soulmate of Joan Hawkins Slamick for 52 years and beloved father of Paula Slamick Foy, Mary Slamick Hall and her husband Joe, Joseph Slamick and his fiancée Tara, and Jeremy Slamick. He was the beloved grandfather of Bailey Foy, Sydney Foy and Koltin Smith.
He is also survived by his sister, Doris Mitchell (Howard) and his brother, James Slamick (Lynn).
In addition to his parents, he was preceded in death by his son-in-law Duane Foy, and an infant nephew, Bobby Mitchell.
Paul was a 1960 graduate of Fairmont Senior High School and attended Fairmont State College. He was a Veteran of the United States Army, serving in the Vietnam War and was a life-long member of the VFW Post 629. He was a Specialist 5 and served with the 234th Signal Detachment 173D Airborne Brigade and received the National Defense Service Medal, Marksman (Rifle M-14), Good Conduct Medal, Overseas Service Bar, Vietnam Service Medal and the Vietnam Campaign Medal with Device. He also flew with the Honor Flight in May 2016 to Washington DC, of which he was very proud. After his discharge from the service and returning home, he began his career with AT & T and worked for 33 years, retiring from Verizon. He was also a 33-year member of Communications Workers of America Local 2004.
He was a member of All Saints Catholic Church and was a faithful adorer on Friday at 11 a.m. at the Eucharistic Adoration Chapel at St. Ann Catholic Church. He was an avid naturalist and outdoorsman who enjoyed riding his tractor, picking apples, walking with his walking stick and photographing wildlife. He will be greatly missed by his beloved pets Mitzi, Silky, Cuddles, and his 28 year old cockatiel Julie.
Condolences may be extended to the family at www.burnsidefuneralhome.com
The family would also like to thank Amydesis Hospice for their care and compassion.
Family and friends will be received at Burnside Funeral Home, 607 S. Virginia Avenue, Bridgeport on Thursday, August 31, 2017 from 1-8 pm. Catholic Burial Rites will be held on Friday, September 1, 2017, at 10:00 am with Father Hilarion Cann presiding, and Military Funeral Honors will be accorded by the Harrison County Honor Guard. After the service, Paul will be cremated.

"Do not go gentle into that good night"
by Dylan Thomas
Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

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