Remembering KUBA-Ka

by Katherine Maghen

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I remember the night I met Kuba for the first time. It was at my uncle’s house. We were invited for dinner and I came a bit late so everyone was already there. I remember entering the house and at the far corner of the grand living room stood a beautifully built man. I walked over and introduced myself and he leaned over for a hug with a huge smile on his face and said hi. I chatted with him a bit throughout the night and I remembered that Kuba left such a wonderful impression on me that evening.

He had in depth knowledge about various subjects. Even though when I met him he was in his mid 20s, he was well versed, well rounded and well mannered. He also took the time to sing to our family, and if I remembered correctly it was a Polish song. He sang with such a beautiful voice. Kuba had such positive vibes around him and every time I saw Kuba thereafter he was always happy and spreading joy to everyone around him.

Kuba will be greatly missed and his memory shall live on through his music and his love for humans and animals.

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