Bill Poplack, 1921 – 2009

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Bill Poplack, 1982

My Grand­fa­ther, William J. Poplack, died yes­ter­day at around 4:45 in the after­noon. He was incred­i­bly car­ing and gen­er­ous human being, and, at 88, he’d lost absolutely none of the wit that made him so much fun to spend time with. Grandpa stayed with us through more than 10 years of his declin­ing health  he was also a fighter with an iron will. He sur­vived a Nazi P.O.W. camp after his plane was shot down over occu­pied Hol­land dur­ing World War II, and then, forty years later, bested a gun­shot to the heart dur­ing a mug­ging right here in New York City. When his time finally came, he was sur­rounded by fam­ily in Birm­ing­ham, MI, the place he lived all his life. Every one who knew him and was close to him will cer­tainly miss him very much.