She was born on August 6, 1945, to Joseph and Ann Staroski. Sharon started off a bit unsightly, she literally had an eye patch and glasses, but would later blossom into a beautiful woman with a mouth like a sailor, a strong right hook and a pretty mean bowling record.
She would have you know that she was the first latchkey kid of Omaha, making her own scrambled eggs and toast by age 6, and if you're ever hungry, that's a good meal to just whip up. So why don't you like eggs? That's just ridiculous. She rode all the buses and didn't have time for your sh*t because she graduated from the school of "that's just tough" and earned a Ph.D. in "get over it." While she, on the other hand, may not have really ever gotten over anything, that woman had a memory like an elephant.
Ahead of her time, Sharon, unbeknownst to herself, was a trailblazer of feminism. At just 19 she bravely asked the man she loved to marry her during Christmas mass. He, of course, said yes. While he may have a different recollection of how the whole thing went down, we're sticking with her side of the story.
She was a devoted and loving mother to her children, circumventing all their tricks either by nailing windows shut, not to prevent you from sneaking out, but to prevent you from getting back in. The front door was the only way.Her children may have thought they could get away with things, but her panache for reading detective mystery novels gave her the upper hand in most situations. If a blind eye was ever turned, it was done so at her choosing, not by the cunningness of her children.
Her children grew up in a menagerie of all types of animals, parakeets, parrots, dogs, ferrets and for a short while a Guinea Pig, we are still sorry little Buttons. Sharon had a huge heart for all animals, one only had to tell a sad story of where an animal came from to ensure room and board for the new furry friend.
As time went on, Sharon the blonde bombshell became a fiery redhead which suited her personality much better. With the hair-change came a few new careers as well. She loved her many jobs, from UNMC and at Creighton University, where shockingly, she wouldn't even let a legit heart attack stop her from going about her daily duties to Methodist Hospital where she got to do what she loved, chat with people and make loads of friends.
As a grandmother, Sharon made sure each of her eight grandchildren knew that she was their very best, most favorite Grandma. Bribing them with delicious bags of candy, ice cream bars, popsicles and promises of ignoring all the rules, her house was routinely called, The House of Yes. No grandchild will forget popcorn and movies in bed or their annual special day spent celebrating their birthday with just Grandma.She made no promises of sleep, healthy eating or age-appropriate shows, but if you wanted a night out, that was the compromise.
Sharon was a well-known firecracker who was much loved, much cherished and completely irreplaceable in all the hearts of those who met her. The absence of her fiery light and love will be greatly missed. So when you're feeling bad and missing Sharon, remember what she would have said, "Suck it up, you pansy."
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