Letter: My friend, Richard Polaski

I was in the courtroom on Nov. 21 for his sentencing. I didn’t get to say anything there, but Rich and I were able to hug each other on his way in and out of the room. I know I’ll never see him again here on Earth.

I have known Rich for over eight and a half years. He had his own computer repair business and was caring for his terminally ill wife, Lorraine. They were high school sweethearts (in New York) and married young. She contracted heart and lung problems and was unable to get needed transplants. As her illness progressed, Rich devoted his life to keeping her at home and so became her 24 hour a day nurse.

I spent many hours with them, and his love for and care of her amazed me. He slept little himself, and the damage to his own body was severe, especially his heart. I was at the hospital with him as Lorraine was dying. When he lost her, part of him died.

Rich was a loyal friend. He was extremely generous to many. Once he took me to the ER when I became suddenly ill. When I came home from there, he checked on me every day, brought me chicken soup and other food, urging me to eat and rest. I could say much more.

When Lorraine died, Rich continued to be generous and tried to help others. Unfortunately he also made some bad choices. No one was more shocked than my husband and I were when someone called us (in SD where we now live half the year) to tell us of Rich’s crime.

He did a terrible thing, but he will always be my friend.

Mary Lee Seymour

Kingman