Contributions to the tribute of Edmund L. Braungart

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Terri Gibbons posted a condolence

Friday, June 23, 2017

My Dad, like all little girls think, was my Super Hero. From as far back as I can remember, he has been the pillar of the family. Old School, Old Fashion, firm on his beliefs and strong in his opinion. The most important thing in my Dad's life was his family. We have always felt loved, taken care of, and protected. My Dad would help all family members, near and far in anyway that was needed, no questions asked. My Dad's music and taste in cars were from the same time warp. I learned the words to songs from generations past from what he called a port-a-fy. I am 52 years old and know all the words to Mac the Knife by Bobby Darin, a verity of Connie Francis and Doris Day. From dance recitals to graduations, I could always hear my Dad clap louder than anyone else. I will always have my Dad in my head and heart remembering all the things he taught me, let me take a moment and share some of what we taught each other, My Dad taught me that it is possible to balance your check book while taking a shower, even though I have never mastered this, that telling the truth is always the best way to go, Digging your heals in can some times sink you, always be respectful, remember your manners, always be a lady, he was only a phone call away, old fashion values never go out of style, Date night with Dad was the best, Always be on time (which meant be there at least 15 min early), The only person who could call him Eddie and get away with it was his sister Ann, Gentleman carry hankies. Always tell the ones you love that you do. Never be afraid to try. Grandchildren can get away with all the things Greg and I couldn't. The only thing in life that is black and white was our first TV, Church is a safe haven, you can always find comfort in Fr. Brucker's voice, Old math is the way to go, even when the teacher did not agree. Cars with fins and red leather interior are the coolest, hold your head up high no matter what you did, own it and apologize if you need to. Home is not just a house you grew up in, it is a place you can go to no matter what. He taught me that he loved me no matter what choices I made, and while he liked to give his permission, I never needed it. What I taught him, boys are easier to raise than girls, he would someday have a full head of gray hair from me, that the Beach Boys and the Bee Gees are just as cool as Bobby Darin and Sammy Davis Jr., girls can use power tools too, they just have to get their Mom to teach them how to use them. I taught him to appreciate his Son for teaching me how to drive, since he lasted less than one block in the car with me trying, Duct tape can fix most things but not a broken heart, and while my Brother was born pink, plump and perfect and grew up to be a man my Dad was so very proud of, the bony alien looking daughter in the nursery would steel his heart. My Dad taught me to love completely, forgive when I was ready and respect my Mother always, because she is his angle. He told me once that he loved her from the moment he saw her, and after almost 57 years of marriage he loved my Mom more everyday. John Wayne was his favorite movie star, much like him, my Dad was strong, manly and above anything petty. Moose, was his nickname, He was strong like a moose, brave and steady. While my Dad was in the process of his journey to heaven, I whispered in his ear that beginnings are scary, endings are sad, but it's the middle that counts, and he had a great middle. This man will be missed, loved forever and his legacy will live on in his family and friends. When we think of the perfect person to go to heaven, I will think of my Dad.

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John Wisniewski posted a condolence

Sunday, June 18, 2017

Ed and I were foremen together on many jobs in the Sheet Metal Workers' Union. I will always remember Ed from when we worked out of town together and enjoyed each others company. When we would be riding together going to a job and listening to music from the 50's Ed would always want to know if I knew who the singer was. If I didn't know the singer, he always knew who it was. He was a great person to know and to have worked with.

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Sheet Metal Workers Retirees posted a condolence

Friday, June 16, 2017

The Sheet Metal Workers Retiree Club of Local 83 sends condolences to the family and friends of our Union Brother, the Moose. He was a good man. The Moose was pleasant and of good nature.It was a pleasure, and an honor, to have had him as our friend. To many of us, he was at one time or another, also our boss. Apprentices called him 'Mother Moose' because of the way he would hovered over us. I don't know if he knew he had that name, but he got it out of the respect we had for the man. I think he would have liked it. The Moose was a tribute to the Union Brotherhood of the Sheet Metal Workers Trade during his working years and retired years. He will be remembered and spoken well of. We will miss him. Rest well Moose. Albany Local 83, Sheet Metal Workers Retiree Club

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Glenda Kelman posted a condolence

Friday, June 16, 2017

Carol,Greg,Billy and entire Braungart family. Please know that your friends and colleagues at The Sage Colleges Nursing Department extend their deepest sympathy and prayers to you and your families in your loss of Mr. Braungart. Our thoughts and prayers are with all of you. Glenda Kelman on behalf of Nursing Faculty and Staff at The Sage Colleges Nursing Department

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Tara posted a condolence

Friday, June 16, 2017

I'm so sorry for your family's loss. The following link will take you to a tract entitled " Can the dead really live again?" It has brought comfort to many & I hope it will do the same for you. https://www.jw.org/en/publications/books/dead-live-again-tract/dead-live-again/

In loving memory of

Edmund

1935 - 2017

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