- Date Of Birth: April 5, 1941
- Date Of Death: December 16, 2014
- State: Ohio
Paul Huzyak, 73, of Salem, Ohio, passed peacefully on Tuesday, December 16, 2014. Paul is survived by his loving wife of 51 years, Kathleen (Lackner) Huzyak, as well as his 12 children, whom he often called his “finest accomplishments.” Daughters Jeanine Shivers (Mark), Laura Shivers (Paul), Kristina Yuhanick (Robert), Ann Dimitroff (William), Teresa Sisson (Timothy), Jennifer Pugliano (Jeremy) and sons, Paul (Dayna), Steven (Doreen), Michael (Melissa), Daniel (Kristina), Joseph (Brandi), and Gregory (Tiffany). Paul was born on April 5, 1941 to parents Paul and Eleanor, in Monaca, PA a small town on the Ohio River, in the heart of American Steel Country. Paul forged his passion for steel and all things mechanical while working with his father and brother Johnny in the family’s auto body shop. After attending Monaca High, Paul went to college at Carnegie Mellon where he earned a degree in Mechanical Engineering. Paul soon went to work in the steel industry, where he revolutionized hot and cold steel processing, developing many technologies that are still employed today. Paul became a recognized authority in the industry that had served to spark his mind during his formative years in western Pennsylvania. A passionate family man, Paul dedicated his life to raising his children, teaching them to strive for excellence in all of their pursuits, often advising that “if you push for perfection, even if you fall short, the result will surely be more than good enough.” From father figure early in life to compassionate advisor to his children as they aged, Paul found a way to coach, teach, and help his children throughout their adult lives. His gentle but firm guidance will be sorely missed. Paul’s push for excellence in his own life extended well beyond the workplace, and was evident even in his bread making, a craft that he perfected over the years. Later in life, Paul often visited his children on Sunday mornings, his latest creations fresh from the oven, generously shared, and eagerly accepted, particularly by his grandchildren. Most of us will remember Paul handing a young granddaughter a fresh baked cinnamon roll with a “here you go, Dolly” and a gravelly laugh. Paul was truly in his element when he had time to “enjoy God’s green and blue” with his family. He was most at peace at the beach or in a fishing boat, or even at a backyard cookout surrounded by his family, under Gods loving eye.
