Phil "Pop" Karpuk
March 28, 1948 ~ December 27, 2020
Phil "Pop" Karpuk, 72, of McCook Lake, passed away Sunday, Dec. 27, 2020, at a local hospital.
A private family service will be 10:30 a.m. Monday, Jan. 4, at Holy Cross-Blessed Sacrament Catholic Church. Father David Hemann will officiate. Those wishing to partake in the services may view a livestream on the Holy Cross Church website and Facebook page. A larger, public celebration of life will be held this summer on a date to be determined. Graveside services at Calvary Cemetery will be live streamed at https:/youtu.becb1baSS4LE. This will be a true celebration filled with stories, laughs, music, and more. We'll go All Out.
He was born on March 28, 1948, in Sioux City, Iowa, the oldest of six siblings to Joseph and Mary Ann Karpuk. He was raised with his brothers and sisters on the famed Morgan Street on Sioux City's north side. Phil grew up seeking and creating opportunities to compete with his family and neighbors. He would organize soccer games, coach his brother Ted in pole vaulting, and challenge his brother, Fred in a contest to see who could hold their head in a bucket of water the longest.
Other, nobler activities such as the annual Turkey Bowl or Karpuk Family Easter Egg contest continued past the early years and became family traditions.
He attended Blessed Sacrament and Bishop Heelan for elementary and high school, respectively. Following his time at Heelan, Phil was recruited and went on to play football at the University of Wyoming.
Phil's playing career would reach its pinnacle a few years later when he tried out for the Green Bay Packers. He was proud to share that he won the two mile race amongst the rookies in camp and even caught a pass from Bart Starr.
But he was most proud of his days as a Wyoming Cowboy, and it was there, in Laramie, where he met his future wife, Lorall Hartzell.
Following their time in Laramie, Phil managed to convince the love of his life, who grew up in Napa, Calif., to move home with him to Sioux City. They married on Aug. 10, 1973 and built their first home at a small ranch on Talbot Road, where they also started to grow their family.
Joseph Ivan (J'Ivan) was first, followed by Jonny, Tommy, Alex, and Kayla Lou. Phil and Lorall shared many joyous moments together including celebrating the accomplishments of their children, raising llamas, the 1982 Heelan state football championship, a love of sailing, travel, and family vacations at Lake Okoboji. They also shared heartache together with the loss of J'Ivan.
Phil coached and mentored many during his years at Heelan, USD, Morningside, Blessed Sacrament, and North High School. Although he formally stopped coaching in the early 2000s, he never stopped coaching and offering mentorship to those around him who sought his guidance.
He inspired countless people to challenge themselves to "do better". He was a master of motivation with infamous tactics, including one of his favorites for his children, reciting Teddy Roosevelt's speech, "The Man in the Arena."
Phil was also our Dad. The countless memories we have are so many to wade through and too many to count. Moments that include picking thistles at the ranch, long road trips to Wyoming listening to the "Highwaymen" or Bob Dylan's "Nashville Skyline" albums, summer sports camps, RAGBRAI, backyard games of basketball, and llama shows.
We also had the good fortune to have him as our coach where he would offer sage advice like, "What is the truest measure of performance? Consistency." and "Your only real opponent is yourself." We all benefited from Dad's diverse life experiences and regularly sought his advice; always counting on him to offer a succinct, meaningful perspective.
Our Dad was "Pop" to 11 grandchildren, the ultimate beneficiaries of Phil's youthful spirit and creative mind. They got to know the best part of Phil who at heart was playful, easy going, and a loving grandfather. They spent time playing with him in the lake, going for a ride on the Trolley or joining one of Phil's organized Christmas Light or Ghost "Bus" tours. Phil Dollar, Phil's alias in music, was especially excited to have his grandchildren join as backup singers for his nightly performances during the holidays and the family's annual trip to Okoboji.
Today, we can hear our Dad telling us, "It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better.
The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs, who comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcoming; but who does actually strive to do the deeds; who knows great enthusiasms, the great devotions; who spends himself in a worthy cause; who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement, and who at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who neither know victory nor defeat."
We love you, Dad. Please say hi to J'Ivan.
Phil is survived by his wife, Lorall; sons, Jonny (Erin) Karpuk of Napa, Calif., Tommy (Sara) Karpuk of Urbandale, Iowa, Alex (Sara) Karpuk of Dakota Dunes; daughter, Kayla (Tanner) Ferguson of Cleveland, Ohio, and his 11 grandchildren, Jack, Lucy, Shea, Olivia, Hudson, Ella, Walker, Adelyn, Mikey, Ophelia, and Helena. He is also survived by siblings, Fred (Beth) Karpuk, Lori (Doug) Moody, Ted Karpuk and Joanne (Tom) Friedman; and many nieces and nephews.
He was preceded in death by his son, Joseph Ivan; parents, Joseph and Mary Ann; sister, Teresa Maxey, Ivan and Betty Hartzell, and Andrea Schrader.
In lieu of flowers, a donation can be made to Bishop Heelan High School or Downtown Partners.
[Source: Sioux City Journal; January 2, 2021]
March 28, 1948 ~ December 27, 2020
Phil "Pop" Karpuk, 72, of McCook Lake, passed away Sunday, Dec. 27, 2020, at a local hospital.
A private family service will be 10:30 a.m. Monday, Jan. 4, at Holy Cross-Blessed Sacrament Catholic Church. Father David Hemann will officiate. Those wishing to partake in the services may view a livestream on the Holy Cross Church website and Facebook page. A larger, public celebration of life will be held this summer on a date to be determined. Graveside services at Calvary Cemetery will be live streamed at https:/youtu.becb1baSS4LE. This will be a true celebration filled with stories, laughs, music, and more. We'll go All Out.
He was born on March 28, 1948, in Sioux City, Iowa, the oldest of six siblings to Joseph and Mary Ann Karpuk. He was raised with his brothers and sisters on the famed Morgan Street on Sioux City's north side. Phil grew up seeking and creating opportunities to compete with his family and neighbors. He would organize soccer games, coach his brother Ted in pole vaulting, and challenge his brother, Fred in a contest to see who could hold their head in a bucket of water the longest.
Other, nobler activities such as the annual Turkey Bowl or Karpuk Family Easter Egg contest continued past the early years and became family traditions.
He attended Blessed Sacrament and Bishop Heelan for elementary and high school, respectively. Following his time at Heelan, Phil was recruited and went on to play football at the University of Wyoming.
Phil's playing career would reach its pinnacle a few years later when he tried out for the Green Bay Packers. He was proud to share that he won the two mile race amongst the rookies in camp and even caught a pass from Bart Starr.
But he was most proud of his days as a Wyoming Cowboy, and it was there, in Laramie, where he met his future wife, Lorall Hartzell.
Following their time in Laramie, Phil managed to convince the love of his life, who grew up in Napa, Calif., to move home with him to Sioux City. They married on Aug. 10, 1973 and built their first home at a small ranch on Talbot Road, where they also started to grow their family.
Joseph Ivan (J'Ivan) was first, followed by Jonny, Tommy, Alex, and Kayla Lou. Phil and Lorall shared many joyous moments together including celebrating the accomplishments of their children, raising llamas, the 1982 Heelan state football championship, a love of sailing, travel, and family vacations at Lake Okoboji. They also shared heartache together with the loss of J'Ivan.
Phil coached and mentored many during his years at Heelan, USD, Morningside, Blessed Sacrament, and North High School. Although he formally stopped coaching in the early 2000s, he never stopped coaching and offering mentorship to those around him who sought his guidance.
He inspired countless people to challenge themselves to "do better". He was a master of motivation with infamous tactics, including one of his favorites for his children, reciting Teddy Roosevelt's speech, "The Man in the Arena."
Phil was also our Dad. The countless memories we have are so many to wade through and too many to count. Moments that include picking thistles at the ranch, long road trips to Wyoming listening to the "Highwaymen" or Bob Dylan's "Nashville Skyline" albums, summer sports camps, RAGBRAI, backyard games of basketball, and llama shows.
We also had the good fortune to have him as our coach where he would offer sage advice like, "What is the truest measure of performance? Consistency." and "Your only real opponent is yourself." We all benefited from Dad's diverse life experiences and regularly sought his advice; always counting on him to offer a succinct, meaningful perspective.
Our Dad was "Pop" to 11 grandchildren, the ultimate beneficiaries of Phil's youthful spirit and creative mind. They got to know the best part of Phil who at heart was playful, easy going, and a loving grandfather. They spent time playing with him in the lake, going for a ride on the Trolley or joining one of Phil's organized Christmas Light or Ghost "Bus" tours. Phil Dollar, Phil's alias in music, was especially excited to have his grandchildren join as backup singers for his nightly performances during the holidays and the family's annual trip to Okoboji.
Today, we can hear our Dad telling us, "It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better.
The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs, who comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcoming; but who does actually strive to do the deeds; who knows great enthusiasms, the great devotions; who spends himself in a worthy cause; who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement, and who at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who neither know victory nor defeat."
We love you, Dad. Please say hi to J'Ivan.
Phil is survived by his wife, Lorall; sons, Jonny (Erin) Karpuk of Napa, Calif., Tommy (Sara) Karpuk of Urbandale, Iowa, Alex (Sara) Karpuk of Dakota Dunes; daughter, Kayla (Tanner) Ferguson of Cleveland, Ohio, and his 11 grandchildren, Jack, Lucy, Shea, Olivia, Hudson, Ella, Walker, Adelyn, Mikey, Ophelia, and Helena. He is also survived by siblings, Fred (Beth) Karpuk, Lori (Doug) Moody, Ted Karpuk and Joanne (Tom) Friedman; and many nieces and nephews.
He was preceded in death by his son, Joseph Ivan; parents, Joseph and Mary Ann; sister, Teresa Maxey, Ivan and Betty Hartzell, and Andrea Schrader.
In lieu of flowers, a donation can be made to Bishop Heelan High School or Downtown Partners.
[Source: Sioux City Journal; January 2, 2021]
Phil "Pop" Karpuk
March 28, 1948 ~ December 27, 2020
Phil "Pop" Karpuk, 72, of McCook Lake, passed away Sunday, Dec. 27, 2020, at a local hospital.
A private family service will be 10:30 a.m. Monday, Jan. 4, at Holy Cross-Blessed Sacrament Catholic Church. Father David Hemann will officiate. Those wishing to partake in the services may view a livestream on the Holy Cross Church website and Facebook page. A larger, public celebration of life will be held this summer on a date to be determined. Graveside services at Calvary Cemetery will be live streamed at https:/youtu.becb1baSS4LE. This will be a true celebration filled with stories, laughs, music, and more. We'll go All Out.
He was born on March 28, 1948, in Sioux City, Iowa, the oldest of six siblings to Joseph and Mary Ann Karpuk. He was raised with his brothers and sisters on the famed Morgan Street on Sioux City's north side. Phil grew up seeking and creating opportunities to compete with his family and neighbors. He would organize soccer games, coach his brother Ted in pole vaulting, and challenge his brother, Fred in a contest to see who could hold their head in a bucket of water the longest.
Other, nobler activities such as the annual Turkey Bowl or Karpuk Family Easter Egg contest continued past the early years and became family traditions.
He attended Blessed Sacrament and Bishop Heelan for elementary and high school, respectively. Following his time at Heelan, Phil was recruited and went on to play football at the University of Wyoming.
Phil's playing career would reach its pinnacle a few years later when he tried out for the Green Bay Packers. He was proud to share that he won the two mile race amongst the rookies in camp and even caught a pass from Bart Starr.
But he was most proud of his days as a Wyoming Cowboy, and it was there, in Laramie, where he met his future wife, Lorall Hartzell.
Following their time in Laramie, Phil managed to convince the love of his life, who grew up in Napa, Calif., to move home with him to Sioux City. They married on Aug. 10, 1973 and built their first home at a small ranch on Talbot Road, where they also started to grow their family.
Joseph Ivan (J'Ivan) was first, followed by Jonny, Tommy, Alex, and Kayla Lou. Phil and Lorall shared many joyous moments together including celebrating the accomplishments of their children, raising llamas, the 1982 Heelan state football championship, a love of sailing, travel, and family vacations at Lake Okoboji. They also shared heartache together with the loss of J'Ivan.
Phil coached and mentored many during his years at Heelan, USD, Morningside, Blessed Sacrament, and North High School. Although he formally stopped coaching in the early 2000s, he never stopped coaching and offering mentorship to those around him who sought his guidance.
He inspired countless people to challenge themselves to "do better". He was a master of motivation with infamous tactics, including one of his favorites for his children, reciting Teddy Roosevelt's speech, "The Man in the Arena."
Phil was also our Dad. The countless memories we have are so many to wade through and too many to count. Moments that include picking thistles at the ranch, long road trips to Wyoming listening to the "Highwaymen" or Bob Dylan's "Nashville Skyline" albums, summer sports camps, RAGBRAI, backyard games of basketball, and llama shows.
We also had the good fortune to have him as our coach where he would offer sage advice like, "What is the truest measure of performance? Consistency." and "Your only real opponent is yourself." We all benefited from Dad's diverse life experiences and regularly sought his advice; always counting on him to offer a succinct, meaningful perspective.
Our Dad was "Pop" to 11 grandchildren, the ultimate beneficiaries of Phil's youthful spirit and creative mind. They got to know the best part of Phil who at heart was playful, easy going, and a loving grandfather. They spent time playing with him in the lake, going for a ride on the Trolley or joining one of Phil's organized Christmas Light or Ghost "Bus" tours. Phil Dollar, Phil's alias in music, was especially excited to have his grandchildren join as backup singers for his nightly performances during the holidays and the family's annual trip to Okoboji.
Today, we can hear our Dad telling us, "It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better.
The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs, who comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcoming; but who does actually strive to do the deeds; who knows great enthusiasms, the great devotions; who spends himself in a worthy cause; who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement, and who at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who neither know victory nor defeat."
We love you, Dad. Please say hi to J'Ivan.
Phil is survived by his wife, Lorall; sons, Jonny (Erin) Karpuk of Napa, Calif., Tommy (Sara) Karpuk of Urbandale, Iowa, Alex (Sara) Karpuk of Dakota Dunes; daughter, Kayla (Tanner) Ferguson of Cleveland, Ohio, and his 11 grandchildren, Jack, Lucy, Shea, Olivia, Hudson, Ella, Walker, Adelyn, Mikey, Ophelia, and Helena. He is also survived by siblings, Fred (Beth) Karpuk, Lori (Doug) Moody, Ted Karpuk and Joanne (Tom) Friedman; and many nieces and nephews.
He was preceded in death by his son, Joseph Ivan; parents, Joseph and Mary Ann; sister, Teresa Maxey, Ivan and Betty Hartzell, and Andrea Schrader.
In lieu of flowers, a donation can be made to Bishop Heelan High School or Downtown Partners.
[Source: Sioux City Journal; January 2, 2021]
March 28, 1948 ~ December 27, 2020
Phil "Pop" Karpuk, 72, of McCook Lake, passed away Sunday, Dec. 27, 2020, at a local hospital.
A private family service will be 10:30 a.m. Monday, Jan. 4, at Holy Cross-Blessed Sacrament Catholic Church. Father David Hemann will officiate. Those wishing to partake in the services may view a livestream on the Holy Cross Church website and Facebook page. A larger, public celebration of life will be held this summer on a date to be determined. Graveside services at Calvary Cemetery will be live streamed at https:/youtu.becb1baSS4LE. This will be a true celebration filled with stories, laughs, music, and more. We'll go All Out.
He was born on March 28, 1948, in Sioux City, Iowa, the oldest of six siblings to Joseph and Mary Ann Karpuk. He was raised with his brothers and sisters on the famed Morgan Street on Sioux City's north side. Phil grew up seeking and creating opportunities to compete with his family and neighbors. He would organize soccer games, coach his brother Ted in pole vaulting, and challenge his brother, Fred in a contest to see who could hold their head in a bucket of water the longest.
Other, nobler activities such as the annual Turkey Bowl or Karpuk Family Easter Egg contest continued past the early years and became family traditions.
He attended Blessed Sacrament and Bishop Heelan for elementary and high school, respectively. Following his time at Heelan, Phil was recruited and went on to play football at the University of Wyoming.
Phil's playing career would reach its pinnacle a few years later when he tried out for the Green Bay Packers. He was proud to share that he won the two mile race amongst the rookies in camp and even caught a pass from Bart Starr.
But he was most proud of his days as a Wyoming Cowboy, and it was there, in Laramie, where he met his future wife, Lorall Hartzell.
Following their time in Laramie, Phil managed to convince the love of his life, who grew up in Napa, Calif., to move home with him to Sioux City. They married on Aug. 10, 1973 and built their first home at a small ranch on Talbot Road, where they also started to grow their family.
Joseph Ivan (J'Ivan) was first, followed by Jonny, Tommy, Alex, and Kayla Lou. Phil and Lorall shared many joyous moments together including celebrating the accomplishments of their children, raising llamas, the 1982 Heelan state football championship, a love of sailing, travel, and family vacations at Lake Okoboji. They also shared heartache together with the loss of J'Ivan.
Phil coached and mentored many during his years at Heelan, USD, Morningside, Blessed Sacrament, and North High School. Although he formally stopped coaching in the early 2000s, he never stopped coaching and offering mentorship to those around him who sought his guidance.
He inspired countless people to challenge themselves to "do better". He was a master of motivation with infamous tactics, including one of his favorites for his children, reciting Teddy Roosevelt's speech, "The Man in the Arena."
Phil was also our Dad. The countless memories we have are so many to wade through and too many to count. Moments that include picking thistles at the ranch, long road trips to Wyoming listening to the "Highwaymen" or Bob Dylan's "Nashville Skyline" albums, summer sports camps, RAGBRAI, backyard games of basketball, and llama shows.
We also had the good fortune to have him as our coach where he would offer sage advice like, "What is the truest measure of performance? Consistency." and "Your only real opponent is yourself." We all benefited from Dad's diverse life experiences and regularly sought his advice; always counting on him to offer a succinct, meaningful perspective.
Our Dad was "Pop" to 11 grandchildren, the ultimate beneficiaries of Phil's youthful spirit and creative mind. They got to know the best part of Phil who at heart was playful, easy going, and a loving grandfather. They spent time playing with him in the lake, going for a ride on the Trolley or joining one of Phil's organized Christmas Light or Ghost "Bus" tours. Phil Dollar, Phil's alias in music, was especially excited to have his grandchildren join as backup singers for his nightly performances during the holidays and the family's annual trip to Okoboji.
Today, we can hear our Dad telling us, "It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better.
The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs, who comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcoming; but who does actually strive to do the deeds; who knows great enthusiasms, the great devotions; who spends himself in a worthy cause; who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement, and who at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who neither know victory nor defeat."
We love you, Dad. Please say hi to J'Ivan.
Phil is survived by his wife, Lorall; sons, Jonny (Erin) Karpuk of Napa, Calif., Tommy (Sara) Karpuk of Urbandale, Iowa, Alex (Sara) Karpuk of Dakota Dunes; daughter, Kayla (Tanner) Ferguson of Cleveland, Ohio, and his 11 grandchildren, Jack, Lucy, Shea, Olivia, Hudson, Ella, Walker, Adelyn, Mikey, Ophelia, and Helena. He is also survived by siblings, Fred (Beth) Karpuk, Lori (Doug) Moody, Ted Karpuk and Joanne (Tom) Friedman; and many nieces and nephews.
He was preceded in death by his son, Joseph Ivan; parents, Joseph and Mary Ann; sister, Teresa Maxey, Ivan and Betty Hartzell, and Andrea Schrader.
In lieu of flowers, a donation can be made to Bishop Heelan High School or Downtown Partners.
[Source: Sioux City Journal; January 2, 2021]
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