JASON , age 51, passed away on March 19th after a battle with cancer. His father, Walter, preceded him in death. He will be missed by his mother, Marilyn, brother, Ken, sister- in law, Wendy, niece, Quincy, nephew, Zion, aunts Michelle and Maureen and Uncle Jake plus cousins and many friends.
His life was best summed up by one of friends, Ashley Smith: “At first glance, he was a simple guy. And in a lot ways, he was exactly that. When you got to know him, though, he was anything BUT. Drove a pick-up, always dressed like a cowboy in his duster and big ol’ Smokey the Bear hat, was even a truck driver for a while. Honestly, probably the closet thing to a real-life Ron Swanson I’ve ever met.”
But he also backpacked through Europe after high school, spoke SEVERAL languages (he’d have conversations with the Polish owner of a restaurant we’d go to – in Polish), and had a deep love for the symphony and classical music. When you hopped in his pick-up that was probably dusty as hell, he’d have KBAH,(classical radio station) or NPR on the radio. I used the term “multi-faceted” once, and he really liked that. Even with how worldly he was, I was the one that taught him how to use chopsticks – by explaining it in engineering terms, since that’s how his brain was set up. He was just as happy at a hockey game as he was at a Dvorak symphony.
I hope he gets to see the Northern Lights where he’s headed. I hope there’s a beach, and forest, and lots of room to wander, and I hope there’s music. All the music”
A Celebration of Life will be held in the future. If you care to make a donation please make it to MD Anderson Cancer Center research. Go to https://www.mdanderson.org/– click Donate today -Memory of Jason Bialobrzeski, where donation goes select- Cancer Research.
Arrangements by Bunker’s University Chapel, www.bunkerfuneral.com. Should this obituary appear anywhere but bunkerfuneral.com, please check our website for accurate details and service information.
Rest in peace and Godspeed to my friend J. I was always proud to call you my friend.
I was reflecting back on all the years I have know J and all the trails we hiked and campouts we had it occurred to me that I never once saw J angry. What an awesome trait to have. He should have been a therapist because he was to me. He never wanted to be ” the voice of reason” but he often was. A very eclectic private human being. He always made you feel important to him.
I hope you float above all those trails effortlessly now like the beautiful nature filled hawk you are
RIP J. I know your up there in heaven with my dad, Jim, Perry and I hope that your all partying and have a great time. You will be missed by many. God speed.
Oh Jay—- I am a better person having known you. Invited me into your home with the “guy night” group to play darts, and I’m not afraid to say it…. The deepest horse shoe pits I will ever see.
Always a great conversation, and will never forget you always making sure everyone had your Swedish meatballs at Christmas time. Until we meet again sir.
J may not be with us in person anymore but he will with us in spirit for as long as we are able to remember him. That will be quite a long time because he was one of a kind and absolutely unforgettable.
Jason watched my twitch livestreams for years. Came up with ideas when I ran out of them to make my shows more entertaining. Also moderated my chat for years and kept the stream flowing. Overtime he became not just a viewer but basically a producer of the show! We became very good friends and I saw him as the supportive uncle I never had! Will always love ye man and I will tell my children all about the support and friendship you gave me.
My sincerest sympathies to the family and friends of Jason. I didn’t have the pleasure of meeting or knowing him but he sounds like an absolutely wonderful person. Rest in peace.
All our love and prayers to the family! May Jason rest in peace.
All our love and prayers to Ken and the whole family. We are deeply sorry for your loss.
Our prayers to the family. He was deeply loved and we are so sorry for your loss.