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August 28, 2009 10:02 PM
Shelly Kozicki never gives up in her push to raise funds for the Mesothelioma Applied Research Foundation.
Shelly and her husband, Craig, have raised more than $150,000 for mesothelioma research over the past decade.
On April 1, Shelly lost her husband after an 11-year struggle with mesothelioma. Today, she lives in
She and Craig were married for 28 years, meeting when she was 18 and he was 24 at Monsanto in
I came in contact with the
The Simmons firm represented Craig and Shelly in a lawsuit, and she said the firm now has become like family. Shelly said they always stay in touch with her and assist her with her mesothelioma fund-raising efforts.
"They care," Shelly said. "Jeff Cooper was assigned our case. They were compassionate and treated us with patience. I just didn’t feel they were lawyers."
Shelly’s other worthy cause is working to build awareness that the
Many other countries have halted asbestos from entering their borders, but the
Craig, 53, was a young man when he died with nothing but a bright future ahead. He was a chemical engineer at Solutia in
It is believed that her husband, Craig, was exposed to asbestos when he was a child. Often, the latency period for the disease is 20 to 40 years. In regard to asbestos, Shelly said there is no safe level of exposure. Even a single fiber of asbestos can cause a person to develop this form of cancer.
Craig and Shelly have a daughter, Emily, and when she learned about her father’s illness at age 12, she worried whether her father would walk her down the aisle at her wedding. With the help of his wife, Craig survived long enough to walk her down the aisle to her husband, Kyle Steele.
"It was weird that one of her first questions that very first night he was diagnosed was about her father walking her down the aisle when she got married," Shelly said. "Craig pushed himself to stay alive, and after her wedding, he really made a downturn. Emily was definitely a daddy’s girl. She was the apple of his eye, and her dad was her hero."
Chris Hahn, the executive director for the Mesothelioma Applied Research Foundation, said Shelly and Craig Kozicki are special people.
"Craig was a symbol of hope that people can live with mesothelioma and that it is not a death sentence," he said. "He showed there are programs and treatment options with the disease. She is definitely an amazingly strong and dedicated person."
Shelly’s plan is to not stop the momentum she has started with raising funds for mesothelioma.
"I promised Craig that I would continue," she said. "I now receive phone calls from throughout the nation. I think our story gives hope to people who are dealing with this. People are often still told they have six months to get their affairs in order. There is hope, and there are doctors out there now that can help. This is something I will do until the day I die."
To learn more about Shelly’s fund-raising push, visit www.craigkozicki.com or contact her at (636) 284-9881.


The Mesothelioma Applied Research Foundation
Volunteer of the Year for the Meso Foundation
I would like to thank the Mesothelioma Foundation for honoring Craig and I with this award. It meant a lot to Craig to know that he was receiving this prior to his death. I thank you for letting him know before he passed.
I would like to once again remember the volunteers that have been recognized by the foundation in the past with this award. Klaus Brock, Nancy Buzinski and June Briet. We are humbled to be named along with these amazing people.
There is also one other person that I would like to recognize and that is our daughter Emily. She was only 12 when her dad, her hero was diagnosed with this horrific disease. At her age she could have easily taken the wrong path as we travel back and forth from Missouri to NY for treatments. Instead she did nothing but make us proud. Graduating at the top of both her high school and college classes. So Emily it is because of you, that dad and I could take the time to help other people.
About 11 years ago we went to see Drs. Taub and Chabot after Craig’s diagnosis. As many are told, he was given 6 months to live. Through the determination of both of his doctors and Craig’s unmatched will, Craig not only LIVED with his disease but he inspired and gave hope to many. So the story of this award began way back then. I would like to give you a brief history of why I am standing in front of you today. Dr. Taub was always willing to push forward with treatments that were on the cutting edge. Craig was always willing to do whatever he had to stay alive and advance the science for those that followed. Thank you Dr. Taub for always being just a phone call away. Dr. Chabot. I know that Craig tested your skills more than once. But never more than in 2006. If it were not for you working on Craig for over 9 hours in the operating room and giving him that “slim chance” to make it through the night. Followed by Craig’s determination over the next 4 months in the hospital, he would not have been there this past December to walk Emily down the aisle at her wedding. We will be forever grateful to you.
Now about Mary Hesdorfer, who at the time was Dr. Taub’s assistant. If it were not for her I don’t think I would be standing here today. Craig and I were in the hall outside of her office when I told her, how I felt like I was plunked on another planet. How I felt nobody should have to go through this alone. Mary agreed and without hesitation asked if we would like to talk to other patients. Of course our answer was yes. Mary, who would have thought that one day our “little acorn” would have grown into a mighty Oak tree!! Little did we know that Craig and I would not only begin talking to Drs. Taub and Chabot’s patients, but that one day Mary would start working for the Meso Foundation and we would be talking to several other doctors patients as well. Just a voice at the end of a phone line...giving hope when they felt there was none. Craig often talked to patients about the protocols and what to expect from surgery and chemo treatments, even if he was in treatment or was healing from surgery himself. I learned from the best teacher and I will continue to do what I have done for the past 11 years. I will continue to be that voice on the end of the phone line as long as I am needed.
Now I would like to address another issue that is very important as well. As you can imagine, having just lost Craig this past April I am as angry at the disease as anyone in this room is. But what I would like to ask YOU to do is what I have done and that is to turn your anger into action for the Meso community. It would be easy for me to walk away from this disease, the Meso community and say: well I tried. Because, I have nothing at stake anymore. But that is not the case. I have come to love and care for so many of you and I also promised Craig that I would continue to fight for what is right…And that is finding a cure and stopping the importing of asbestos into the US. Raising $100,000 for research over a two year period was not done by me. It was through the generosity of family and friends and companies and fundraisers.
Getting started is the hardest part. Emily and I decided two years ago that Craig did not need more shirts or golf equipment for his birthday. What he needed was a cure for Mesothelioma. So we brainstormed and came up with an idea. Emily wrote a letter, including Craig’s story and asking for a donation in Craig’s honor to be sent to the Meso Foundation to The Craig Kozicki Grant. We said a heart would be placed in our kitchen for each donation sent. We sent that ONE letter to our Christmas card list, Craig’s work friends, Meso friends, everyone we could think of. That ONE letter raised almost $14,000!! We were 14% to our goal with one letter.
So many people over the years have asked me about fundraising. How do you do it? How do you get started? I say all you have to do is ask! So the last thing I am going to do tonight is hopefully inspire you, by showing you how easy it can be to start a fundraiser. This has never been done at a symposium before, so this is not an easy thing for me to do…but I am going to ask. Doctors, lawyers, pharmaceutical representatives, researchers, patients, caregivers, everyone in the audience. A bowl has been placed on the table outside in the hall. I am asking everyone to donate. Whether it is $5 or $50 or more, please give to the Craig Kozicki Grant, checks and credit cards are accepted!! However, if you would prefer to start your own Grant I would be even happier! Set a goal and start your own fundraising effort. The total amount collected will be announced tomorrow at breakfast.
Once again thank you again for this amazing honor. Craig and I were both humbled when we heard we were receiving this award.


These past two months (almost) have been filled with sooo many emotions I really could not put them into one blog as I know I would miss many. Today is going to be about finding Shelly. These past several weeks have been odd for me. I have never been just "Shelly". I was always mom & dad's Shelly or Craig's Shelly, but never JUST SHELLY!! It is strange. I am trying very hard to be happy in my own skin and finding MY place in the world.
This path has already found twists and turns that I hadn't expected, emotions I don't like to feel (but are very real), questions that I don't have answers for (yet), and feelings that I am not sure how I am suppose to deal with all of the time. But I am learning more and more about myself everyday. I think I am stronger than I gave myself credit, although I am not as strong as MANY of you think I am
I find myself wanting more for myself NOW! I am not a patient person....I guess I always knew that. I want to keep moving forward, even if it hurts. It does hurt to move forward, because by moving forward you give up little pieces of the past. Physical pieces that is. A simple example is taking Craig's name off countless accounts, forms and bills...each time I do this, it is like I am erasing him somehow.....I cannot begin to tell you how hard that is to do....
But, by doing all of these things I am having to learn to be me, just me. That is a scary thing sometimes. I can say I have made strides in some areas and baby steps in others, but I feel that I am healing and moving forward. I know that would make Craig happy and that will make me happy again one day too!!
Believing...Shelly
p.s. Emily and Kyle pick up their "baby" (puppy) on Saturday. She is VERY cute. Her name is Hazel and she is already about 10 pounds. Pictures will be posted by somebody when they get her.

Hi, Sissie-
LET'S GO RED WINGS!!! WHOOO HOOOOO!!! Awesome game last night. Don and Eva were there and said the crowd ERUPTED when Cleary scored! OSGOOD, OSGOOD, OSGOOD!!!! I was home screaming and jumping around, myself......now, on to the next series on Sunday!
You know, I still read this blog just about every day. It is so comforting to see how you are doing. I know it has been a source of comfort to you to express your feelings here. You wear your heart on your sleeve and it makes you appear so vulnerable and so real. You are and always have been sincere - no wonder you have so many friends who care and love you so much. I just cannot imagine how difficult this must be and yet you exhibit so much strength. I know you do not think you are strong - but you are stronger than you realize. After all you have been through and continue to go through, you are still an inspiration to many. I am so proud to call you my sister! I love you so muuuuccccchhhhh! (Now I'm crying!)
I just wanted to send a little love and support your way so you know we (the bloggers) are here and we do read and we do care - and as Craig would say, "Never give up!" well, that, and 'it is what it is' ![]()
Love you much,
Phyllis
There is Cleary . . . 
Then there is Devon . . .
My dad had a long list of redeeming qualities and at most, a couple flaws – his stubbornness happened to fall into both categories. On one hand, his stubbornness (which could better be described as determination or courage) gave him an incredible will to live, and therefore gave all of us many laughs, smiles and fond memories. It was also because of this stubbornness or determination, if you prefer, that I am not reading you a letter prepared by my dad specifically for this very moment.
Three days before my dad passed away, I shared with him a goodbye letter I had written to express my love and admiration for him as a father and a man. After a few emotional exchanges between us when I had finished my note, he looked up at me with those sincere blue eyes and said “Oh, I still need to get to my letters sometime.” With tears in my eyes, I hesitantly nodded my head, knowing of course due his deteriorating situation that sometime would be never. He wanted to write a few letters to leave behind, one of which was what he wanted read on this day in front of all of you. So I guess this example would fall under the category of his stubbornness being a flaw. Because my dad had such an amazing outlook and unwavering hope, he refused to give up on life, so he instead had to give up the letter he wanted shared today. The truth of the situation is that my dad fought hard until the very end, his stubbornness not only giving us years – but extra moments up until his last breath. Although I do not have a letter to read from him, I do have my best attempt at what I think he would have written – and of course many irreplaceable memories. I told him one night after he passed, that I would do my very best to express what I think he would have wanted to say – so one of his final wishes would not go unfulfilled.
My dad’s letter would be a perfect blend of wit, humor, gratitude and hope – combined for the intention of giving us peace, a little advice and permission to move forward with our memories of him close to our hearts. So in the following passage, I will attempt to write what my dad would have wrote. It is hard to capture the words of your father…the person you stared up at with adoring eyes while dancing on his feet, the person you smiled at in the stands in a basketball game eager for approval, the person who inspired you and so many others to appreciate life, the person who made you want to be successful, want to be courageous and want to be just like him. My dad made me complete and gave me all the love, affection and warm memories a child could ever ask for. So, to express my gratitude and to fulfill a final wish of a man who has given me so much – I am giving him his final words, his closure he could not say himself.
This is the final letter from Craig Kozicki to all of you.
“I want to thank all of you for coming today to celebrate my life. I told Shelly that I wanted a party, although I’m pretty sure this is not taking place at the VFW hall with cases of beer as I had suggested. Nonetheless, I hope this gathering has a joyful tone providing opportunity for reflection. I understand of course that grieving is a natural part of the process, but I truly hope there will be many more smiles than tears today.
And here’s why…
I have lived a full life – maybe not in the essence of time – but definitely in the richness of my experiences and relationships. It is easy to say that dying under these circumstances is unfair, and I would be lying if I said at times I don’t feel saddened by what I am going to miss in the future – things like traveling with Shelly or watching Emily and Kyle have a family of their own. I can promise you though, that I don’t feel cheated as life has given me many gifts that I am eternally grateful for. Some of these gifts exist as fond memories, while others are simply the people who have touched my life.
When I think about the events that have shaped the person I am or the memories that have brought me happiness – I am overwhelmed with the selection. I was born into a loving home and as I grew up, I was not only surrounded by an affectionate family, but also happily occupied with friendships comprised of inside jokes, late nights, softball games, nicknames and a few bad decisions here and there. Then, I met Shelly and learned that my bad decisions weren’t quite as funny to her as they were to my buddies. In all seriousness, I fell in love with her and proposed six weeks after our first date. The kindness, devotion and passion she possessed when I met her, has been unwavering in our 28 years of marriage. In fact, her loyalty has only been strengthened as she has nurtured me through this illness and inspired other caretakers and patients alike. In 1985 Shelly gave me the gift of a daughter, who I have adored since I first laid eyes on her. She has been a constant ray of sunshine in my life and has always been optimistic, providing me stability at any moment of weakness. Through all her endeavors, she has made me very proud. In December I also gained a son. I love Kyle like he is my own and trust he will take care of my girls for me when I no longer can.
I have lived long enough to meet many people who changed my life forever for the better. People who made life worth living and worth fighting for – people like all of you. For that I consider myself lucky.
I am so grateful for the support and strength you all have given to me and my family. I am grateful for talented doctors, compassionate friends, a warm family and helpful neighbors. Thank you from the bottom of my heart for making a difficult situation as easy as it could possibly be. I could never fully explain what your cards, blog entries and phone calls have meant over the years, but I ask for your continued support of my family and of each other when I am gone. I have always been humbled by the idea of people calling me a hero, when in fact it has been the effort of all of us together.
I want to come to a close with a quote that I am sure you all will feel is appropriate, as it comes from one of my favorite movies - Rocky. I feel it not only reflects my personal battle, but also can inspire you to use today as closure to begin the healing process. Rocky said, “It ain’t about how hard you hit, it is about how hard you can get hit and keep moving forward.” Find comfort in those words and in knowing that I will always be with you in your memories – and I will live in your hearts and through the stories you tell.
If I could leave you with one piece of advice, it would be that you cannot control the hand you are dealt, but you can control what you make of it. As I like to say, “it is what it is,” so appreciate and live for every moment and take advantage of every opportunity. I wish each of you the same happiness that has filled my life so completely. I’d like to hope, as you move on, that you think about me every once in awhile, because I will never forget what we have shared or how each one of you has uniquely touched my life.
I love you all in this life and the next,
Craig”