Olga Scianna Obituary

In Loving Memory of My Baby Sister Olga,

There are no words to describe how much it hurts and how much I miss her. She was 17 years younger than me, but I always looked up to her and admired her for her bravery. In every situation she always said, "I am fine" with her happy voice. Now she and her niece, my daughter Olga who left us just two months ago are up in heaven. Two new shining stars in the sky shining at us.

I loved them both so much and miss them every day of my life.

Love,

Emilia

When my mom was in the hospital sick, I Just could'nt bare the thought that there was a possibility of her not being in my life. I now realize that it is a gift for anyone to have known her and to have her as a mother, is the greatest gift. Thank you for all the support!! Her son Sal JR.

My great Aunt Olga meant alot to me. I remember when she used to babysit me when I was little. We had so much fun playing Monopoly and watching and laughing at movies. I looked forward to spending the night there. When Babsha was alive, Aunt Olga, her, and myself would make perogies together. Those were the best tasting perogies, because we all pitched in and were made with love. Her sons Paul & Sal were my cousins that I looked up to when I was there. They have a good family that is devastated by this tragity including myself. My heart goes out to them and my Uncle Sal. But I can completely relate to what they're going through. In September of this year, my Mother also passed away. It's hard to envision your life without a loved one. One thing I've learned, you really don't know what you have until it's gone. Life is taken for granted so easily. Every moment in life is prescious, because you never know what can happen tomorrow. I will very much miss my Aunt Olga along with my loss also named Olga. But now they are both at peace cracking jokes with Uncle Greg. They are all at pease, a feeling we all strive to obtain. That's one worry they don't have to worry about anymore. They will always be in our hearts and will be watching over our family. May my Aunt rest in peace and look forward to seeing all of them in the future. God Bless!

Tribute To My Sister Olga

Why did this happen? It makes no sense. I have questions but no answers. Even though I don't understand I believe that everything happens for a reason and that God is in control.I just don't see the big picture.



We do a full circle. We begin with God and end with God. Some of us get there sooner than others, but we get there just the same.



We are saddened by Olga's passing.As Christians we know where she is. We are happy that her suffering has ended and that she is finally at peace, home in Heaven with God, family and friends.



Olga came into the world on Wednesday April 9, 1947. She was the baby of the family. She was born in Germany to a family of refugees from Ukraine. In 1947 most of Europe was still a pile of rubble.



In 1949 our family emigrated to the United States. The best country in the world. We lived in Pensylvania for a short time. Then moved to Chicago. Olga was a beautiful bright child. Like all kids we went to school.



In 1957 a car accident left Olga paralized on the right side and unable to speak. She spent a long time recuperating in St. Mary Of Nazareth Hospital. Slowly her speech came back and she regained use of most of her right side.



In spite of her handicap Olga graduated from high school, got a job, met a nice young man named Sal. They got married, raised a family and bought a home.



Olga helped in caring for her Mother when she was ill. Olga was a good person she was kind, caring and compassionate, she just loved people, kids and animals.

She had 3 dogs over the years.Rusty, Gem and Folly.The last two were rescued,retired Greyhound Racing Dogs.



Olga was so proud of her two sons Sal and Paul. Both boys are bright and currently attending college.

She was looking forward to both of them graduating from college.



A part of Olga will be in all of our hearts forever. As Olga said "There are no goodbyes", instead she would say, "We will see each other again".

In Loving Memory of Aunt Olga,



When I was young, I lived in a two story building filled with family. I spent alot of time at my grandparent's house "Babsha and Dido". Aunt Olga and I would draw together, watch Bonanza on Sunday nights and dream of what we would do when we became older.

When she found out that I had a crush on Rich, she tried to become a matchmaker and arrange a meeting between us.

I remember when she was getting ready for her date with her future husband Sal. She had a nice blouse with black slacks. When Sal showed up to pick her up, I was on the front porch, I quickly ran inside and we both look out the window. Sal was dressed in a typical late 60 style, with blue bell bottom jeans etc. I told him to wait a minute and we quickly looked through my clothes so she would match his attire. But soon it was his style that changed to match her look.

I was her maid of honor at her wedding and Rich caught the the garter belt at the reception.

Rich and I got married 10 days after my Aunt Olga gave birth to Paul. A year later her son Sal was born. Her children were her joy and pride.

When I was 29, I became seriously ill. I was in the hospital for about a month. She must of send me at least 50 cards, some humerous, others with caring wishes. I still have them.

This previous September, when my sister was hospitalized, Aunt Olga was supportive and grieved with us when my sister was born to eternal life.

She took care of many on earth and it gives me comfort knowing that she is looking after my sister in heaven.

I will miss my Aunt Olga dearly.

Love,

Jeannie

Sal Jr. and family, I would like to extend my deepest sympathies to you and your family on the passing of your mother. No expression of sympathy, no matter how deeply felt can help much right now, but I wanted to let you know that my thoughts are with you and your family.

Dear Sal and Adam My wife and I send our deepest and heart felt sympathy in your moment of sorrow. God bless you both and your loved ones. In condolences Mr.& Mrs. Robert Congelosi

Olga was my late husband's (Gregory) little sister. She was a very warm-hearted, caring and giving person. When my mother (now deceased) was in a nursing home suffering from Alzheimzer's disease, Olga would send her cards, letters, pictures at least once a week. The nurses there asked me if Olga was one of my mom's dauthers, becasue of the amount of letters and cards that she sent. I explained that she was my sister-in-law, but had always liked my mom and felt very sorry when she went into the nursing home. My dad could not get over the fact that whenever he went to visit my mom, there was another card or "newsy" letter or pictures from Olga. Even though my mom spoke very little and didn't recoginize me anymore, I would see a card from Olga and start talking about what a nice person she was to do this. At that point, my mom's eyes would light up, she would take the card, look at it and just hold it for the remainder of the time I was there. I know for sure that my mom will now be able to thank Olga in person for being such a sweetheart because I know, without a doubt, that they are both in heaven. Also, I know that my husband, Gregg, will be there to show her the way around (maybe even find a few garage sales)and be with their mother and father, and niece, Olga, as well. I will miss Olga, along with all those that have gone before her, every day of my life. Sincerely, Mary Yurkiw