About Oleh Wengerchuk


Oleh Wengerchuk was born on October 3, 1944, in Vienna. His mother, Stefania Czorny, recalls his premature birth while bombs fell around the hospital and most of the medical personnel had taken refuge in the basement shelter. Besides being born two and a half months early and below acceptable birth weight, he had pneumonia and was not expected to survive. However, his mother's strong love for her child and faith in God saw them through.

Eventually, Oleh and his older brother, Ostap, moved to the United States with their mother from a displaced person's camp in Hannover, Germany. They faced many obstacles in starting their new life, but managed to persevere and gain an education.

Oleh at first majored in biology in college, but after serving in the U.S. Army during the Vietnam War, returned to pursue a degree in fine arts, which allowed him to express his artistic talents and sensitivity.

He became quite an athlete - he enjoyed skiing, had a natural talent for fencing and was a powerful swimmer, having been on diving and swimming teams in school. His love of the water, especially sailing, continued throughout his adult life.

Oleh worked as a designer for the Properties and Facilities Division of American Airlines, then at Gibbs and Hill, and finally as a transportation designer for The Washington Group, whose offices were located on the 91st floor of the South Tower of the World Trade Center.

He fell in love with his childhood sweetheart (and his mother's goddaughter), Oksana Sakalosh, and they were married in 1969. Their daughter, Andrea, was born in 1978. Oleh and Oksana shared a love and understanding of each other that was unique, for they were true soul mates who truly respected one another, shared interests, views, hobbies and a passion for life that was contagious to anyone who spent time with them. Together, the couple would enjoy long walks, good wine and music, as well as the simpler pleasures of just sharing the events of the day with each other. "I feel blessed. I was lucky we had a lot in common," Oksana said. In an interview with The New York Times, Oksana recalled how on the weekend before September 11, 2001, the couple had friends over for dinner. At the end, as they sat in the twilight, Mr. Wengerchuk, 56, took his wife's hand and kissed it, as he often did after these nights of wine and good conversation. "He told me, 'I just want you to know how much I appreciate everything you do for me. If one of us has to go first, I hope it's me because I can't imagine life without you.'"

Oleh Wengerchuk's name appears near the end of the long list of victims, and each time I scroll down that list, there is still a part of me that expects not to see his name there - it is still so unfathomable.

And yet, the reality is that Oleh - beloved son, husband, father, brother, uncle and friend - is no longer with us physically, even though his kind, open, generous and loving spirit lives on within all of our hearts.

- Lydia Matiaszek


Copyright © The Ukrainian Weekly, April 6, 2003, No. 14, Vol. LXXI


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