Leonard L. Weiss September 11, 2003
Leonard L. Weiss, 550 Clay Ave., died Thursday morning at home. He and his wife, the former Elynor Klein, would have celebrated their 56th wedding anniversary Oct. 27.
Born in Nanticoke, son of the late Ignatz and Sarah Fried Weiss, he was a graduate of Nanticoke High School and New York University. He was an Army Air Corps veteran of World War II and also served in the Air Force Reserve for more than 25 years.
He was the founder of the Central Warehouse Sales Corp. and served as its president before retirement.
He was a member of Temple Israel and Beth Shalom Congregation. He was also a member of B'nai B'rith, the Odd Fellows, Masonic Order, Glen Oak Country Club, Jewish War Veterans, Jewish Community Center and many other religious and civic organizations.
Also surviving are four sons, Jay and Zvi, both of Scranton; Barry, Clarks Summit, and Sholom, Jerusalem, Israel; a brother, Harry, Kingston; 15 grandchildren; 10 great-grandchildren; nieces and nephews.
He was preceded in death by a sister, Hilda Wolitz, and a brother, Jack.
The funeral will be today with services at 11 a.m. in Beth Shalom Congregation, Clay Avenue and Vine Street, by Rabbi Avrohom Herman. Interment, Temple Israel Cemetery, Dunmore.
Shiva will be observed at the family residence, 550 Clay Ave., Apt. 3-E. Memorial contributions may be made to the donor's favorite charity.
Arrangements by the Ziman Funeral Home Inc., Scranton.
this is the sum total of the man. he adored his children and his grandchildren, spared nothing to make us happy. grandpa always had a smile on his face, and while he had a good time grumbling, he never had a complaint. not once in 7 years of sickness did he complain. i remember when he went for his bypass, he kept us laughing the night before the surgery, easing our fears.
he couldn't always come up with our names on the spot, and we were all called '"honey" or "dolly". the boys were "slugger".
one pesach, maybe 6 years ago, he was too ill to walk from our h ouse back to his after seudah, so he and grandma were staying in my sister's room. i was sitting in the hallway, reading, and i heard him apologize to my granmother for the discomfort she was in, for the awkwardness of sleeping in a grandchild's bedroom. and she said "len, i love you, and when i married i didn't sign up for just the good years."
i'm terrified. i look at my father and see him looking lost. i don't know what to feel. at first i was happy for him to be out of pain, for granddma to be able to live a healthier life without her husband slowly dying in her living room. but his death has left a gaping hole in our lives. i hope i will be as loved as he has been.
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