Month: March 2020

Donald M. Konarski

Donald M. Konarski, 92 of Elba and formerly of Batavia, passed away unexpectedly on Friday (March 6, 2020) in Panama City Beach, Florida while vacationing with family.

He was born August 19, 1927 in Batavia, a son of the late Frank and Ethel Warren Konarski.

Donald retired in 1989 after 44 years of service from LeRoy Industries. He was a World War II Navy Veteran, a lifetime member of the VFW and former member of the Moose and St. Nick’s Clubs. “Dad” as he was affectionately known by many enjoyed bowling, fishing, watching the Buffalo Bills with his son-in-law, going to the lake and the casino and most of all happy hours with his family and friends. He will surely be missed by all.

He is survived by his daughters, Vincenne (Dennis) Maute of Elba and Donna (Keith) Coyne of Washington, NC.  Grandchildren Eric (Angel) Johnston, Patrick (Kasie) Coyne, Carrie (Brad) Fairbank, Lynette Irwin, and Brian Coyne; six great grandchildren, one great- great grandson, nieces and nephews.

He was the brother of the late Vincent Konarski and Frank Konarski

A funeral service and celebration of life will be held at a later date after it is deemed safe from the COVID-19 crisis.

Expressions of sympathy may be shared with the family at:

Arrangements were entrusted to the J. Leonard McAndrew Funeral Home, LLC, 2 Bogue Ave., Batavia, NY 14020. Ronald Konieczny II, Director.


Tales from the End of the Road; Living through COVID19 in Key West Pt. 2

March 22, 2020:

Quarantine Day 5:

I woke way too late in the day, sunburnt and exhausted from the boat wedding on the sandbar. Today is Sunday, which would normally have me waking up around 7am and serving those 1,000 or so people I’ve told you about. Not today. I still find myself wondering which alarms I should set before I fall asleep every night, before realizing (again) that I don’t have to. I want to try to get back into the circadian rhythms I adhered to after Hurricane Irma, i.e. waking up with the sunrise, doing menial tasks to pass the time, having just enough (sometimes a few more) drinks to get sleepy, passing out and crashing around sunset, and waking up with the sunrise again. Repeat. Repeat Repeat Repeat. Continue reading “Tales from the End of the Road; Living through COVID19 in Key West Pt. 2”