Diane M. Nowicki

Diane M. Nowicki, age 77, of Wisconsin Rapids, formerly of Adams, died on Monday September 10, 2018 at her home, after a brief illness.
Memorial Services will be held on Saturday, September 22, 2018 at 3:00 pm at the Kingdom Hall of Jehovah’s Witnesses, 1432 32nd Street in Wisconsin Rapids, with Terry Nash officiating. A visitation time will be held after 2 PM until time of services.
She was born in Oak Park, Illinois the daughter of Erick and Marie (Mashuda) Erickson on September 4, 1941. She spent her early years in Crystal Lake, Illinois surrounded by a large extended family. When she was sixteen years old, she dedicated her life to her Heavenly Father, Jehovah, and was baptized in Orchard Beach, New York on 7-30-1958 along with 7,135 others that day.
She married George Nowicki on September 3, 1960 in Crystal Lake, Illinois, and they enjoyed 53 wonderful years together.
During her life, her main work was in the wonderful volunteer work of preaching about God’s Kingdom. She and her husband and children lived in the Crystal Lake area before moving to Adams, Wisconsin, upon retirement and six years ago moved to Wisconsin Rapids.
She is survived by: daughter – Christine (Glen) Gutenberg, of Arkdale, son – Peter (Leslie) Nowicki, of Genoa City, son – Mark (Carrie) Nowicki, of Genoa City; her grandchildren – Vanessa (Chad) Brockman, of Sherwood, Alexander Gutenberg, of Adams, Elizabeth (Ben) Bowe, of Appleton, Issabella Nowicki, Peter Nowicki Jr, Gabriella Nowicki, Clara Nowicki, Mabel Nowicki and Evelyn Nowicki, all of Genoa City and her brother Glenn (Arlene) Erickson, of Neenah, sister Beryl (Fred) Cook, of Tuscon AZ; brother-in-law & sister-in-law David & Jodie Mitchell, and many nieces, nephews, cousins and dear friends.
She was preceded in death by her Husband, George Nowicki, her parents Erick and Marie Erickson, father-in-law & mother-in-law Edmund and Ellen Nowicki, and her beloved sister-in-law Marge Mitchell.
Please now enjoy her beloved sister’s poem.
THE SISTER BOND
What could I say in a poem for you, someone who’s been a part of me my whole life through? Who will this poem be written about? It’s my beautiful dear sister, Diane, without a doubt!
Whatever Glenn and you decided to do, I was always the baby saying “Me too Me too!”
In your kitchen culinary arts have always shown through!
Our brother Glenn is a two n Glenn. He’s been our stabilizer, our hero and friend! Courageous, hoping in Jehovah with a strong complete heart.
Nine enplaned thirty seven years ago, gut feelings made quite a show!
We have traveled the world, quite a way through. We were waifs on Route 66 when I was two! Reminiscing of your San Francisco turtle could make you blue. Oh how my heart goes out to you!
We bathed in the Canadian river wild; I was happy later I was only a child!
Pronunciation being of importance to you, a dictionary is always in view.
Majestic Purple Martin House still stands, high in the sky. In and out those birds constantly fly.
You’ve read the Bible twenty six times, cover to cover, completely through. Afterwards, always meditating on all the scriptures so true. We were baptized July 30th, 1958. The Atlantic ocean at that time felt great! We have given student talks since 1959, with Jehovah’s help, always turning out fine!
Trying each other as sisters do, always forgiving quickly before the day is through.
When applying ourselves in the field ministry, along came an Alsatian, tall brother Glenn was mistaken for a tree!
How could I compose a poem for you, without mentioning a mouse or two! Long ago there were rubber mice packed in grapes not ice! A sewer rat, a pack rat, a mention of a river rat! Remember Punchinello, a dancing finger puppet white! Black rubber rats abiding and hiding in basement storage room. Florist shop no more, a surprise in store! Families of mice showed up through Decembers ice! You were shown how to set traps once or twice. No more mice!
It’s relaxing to ponder all the fun we have had. We’ve traveled great journeys, had many splendid teas! Remember all our island fun, soaking up relaxing times and sun? There were supper clubs, how succulent we did eat! Merrimac, last free ferry, a calming relaxing treat! Historic Inns, in both Arizona and Minnesota, what special places to meet. A doggie party, yes it’s true!
I’m forever thinking of you, thinking of me. Forever remembering that sister bond, as sisters do.