Steven Wisniewski

Here's a great photo my Great-Uncle Steven Wisniewski. Uncle Steve was always a really hard working man--this picture really does that persona justice!

Steven Wisniewski passed away on 10 Mar 1993 in Fort Wayne, Allen County Indiana. He was interred in the Catholic Cemetery in Fort Wayne.

Steven Wisniewski & Millard Gatchell

This is a early picture of Steven Wisniewski (my Great Uncle) & Millard Clark Gatchell (my Grandfather) with Uncle Steve's two daughters. Note Millard must have been visiting home from the Navy has he wears his uniform.

Ignatious Wisniewski & Catherine Domick & Family

This wonderful portrait of Ignatious & Catherine Wisniewski and six of their children. My Great-Uncle Steven is first in the bottom row.

The hair cuts on those boys is site for sore eyes!

Both Ignatious & Catherine were born in Poland

Helen Gatchell & Steven Wisniewski

We find pictured here Steven Wisniewski & Helen Marie Gatchell. They were married on 26 Oct 1938 in Fort Wayne, Allen County, Indiana. They are my great Aunt & Uncle. Helen continues to reside in the same home they moved into shortly after they were married in Fort Wayne.

Ignatious Wisniewski & Catherine Domick

We have pictured here Ignatious Wisniewski and Catherine (Domick) Wisniewski. Date and location of the photo is unknown but they are the parents of Stephen Wisniewski.
Uncle Steve's parents were from Poland and he was raised speaking polish at home.

Although I never met them they look like hardworking folks. If you look carefully Ignatious is hold eggs which I'm sure he collected himself from their own hen house.

Steven Wisniewski

Steven Wisniewski was my Great-Uncle or sometime termed Grand-Uncle. He was born 18 Aug 1913 in Fort Wayne, Allen County, Indiana to Ignatious Wisniewski & Catherine Domick. Uncle Steve died on 10 Mar 1993 in the same city that he was born in.

Uncle Steve married Helen Marie Gatchell on 26 Oct 1938 in Fort Wayne, Indiana.

He worked and retired from Harvester International in Fort Wayne. Uncle Steve always had a large and bountiful garden. I can remember visiting them several times when I was young as he raised pigeons in the back of his garage. He butchered and ate them too which seems rather foreign to me at the time but I have come to appreciate this more in my later years as Uncle Steve grew up in the Great Depression in which food was scarce.