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IN LOVING MEMORY OF
Roger Frederick
Pioch
Sep 5, 1922 — Mar 3, 2015
Obituary
Roger Frederick Pioch passed away peacefully at Flower Hospital on March 3 with his loving family present. He was born Sept. 5, 1922, to Edna and Frederick Carl Pioch.
Roger graduated from DeVilbiss High School, then attended the University of Toledo, where he studied engineering. With war coming, he enlisted in the U.S. Naval Air Corps and attended officer training school at Baldwin Wallace College and Iowa State University, graduating as a
fighter/carrier pilot. He later became a landing signal officer and pilot instructor, attaining the rank of lieutenant. He enjoyed a noteworthy football career in high school and with the Iowa Sea Hawks while a Navy cadet.
Roger founded Bradner Industries and Pioch Die & Mold Co., retiring in 1993. He was a member of American Legion Post 335 and the Society of Die Cast Engineers, and was past president of the Society of Plastics Engineers. A lifelong resident of Toledo, he was an avid
sportsman and boater who spent summers at Catawba Island.
Roger was a truly wonderful and beloved husband and father; he was kind and generous, gladly offering guidance and aid to those who crossed his path.
He is survived by his wife of 62 years, Margaret Ann; daughter Susan M. (Richard Lange); son Fritz Pioch (Valerie), and grandson
Lance Pioch (Kirsten Stricker). Arrangements by Foth-Dorfmeyer Mortuary; private ceremony for family only. Memorials to the donor's choice.
High Flight
Oh! I have slipped the surly bonds of Earth
And danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings;
Sunward I've climbed, and joined the tumbling mirth
Of sun-split clouds, — and done a hundred things
You have not dreamed of — wheeled and soared and swung
High in the sunlit silence. Hov'ring there,
I've chased the shouting wind along, and flung
My eager craft through footless halls of air. . . .
Up, up the long, delirious burning blue
I've topped the wind-swept heights with easy grace
Where never lark, or ever eagle flew —
And, while with silent, lifting mind I've trod
The high untrespassed sanctity of space,
Put out my hand, and touched the face of God.
— John Gillespie Magee, Jr.
Roger graduated from DeVilbiss High School, then attended the University of Toledo, where he studied engineering. With war coming, he enlisted in the U.S. Naval Air Corps and attended officer training school at Baldwin Wallace College and Iowa State University, graduating as a
fighter/carrier pilot. He later became a landing signal officer and pilot instructor, attaining the rank of lieutenant. He enjoyed a noteworthy football career in high school and with the Iowa Sea Hawks while a Navy cadet.
Roger founded Bradner Industries and Pioch Die & Mold Co., retiring in 1993. He was a member of American Legion Post 335 and the Society of Die Cast Engineers, and was past president of the Society of Plastics Engineers. A lifelong resident of Toledo, he was an avid
sportsman and boater who spent summers at Catawba Island.
Roger was a truly wonderful and beloved husband and father; he was kind and generous, gladly offering guidance and aid to those who crossed his path.
He is survived by his wife of 62 years, Margaret Ann; daughter Susan M. (Richard Lange); son Fritz Pioch (Valerie), and grandson
Lance Pioch (Kirsten Stricker). Arrangements by Foth-Dorfmeyer Mortuary; private ceremony for family only. Memorials to the donor's choice.
High Flight
Oh! I have slipped the surly bonds of Earth
And danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings;
Sunward I've climbed, and joined the tumbling mirth
Of sun-split clouds, — and done a hundred things
You have not dreamed of — wheeled and soared and swung
High in the sunlit silence. Hov'ring there,
I've chased the shouting wind along, and flung
My eager craft through footless halls of air. . . .
Up, up the long, delirious burning blue
I've topped the wind-swept heights with easy grace
Where never lark, or ever eagle flew —
And, while with silent, lifting mind I've trod
The high untrespassed sanctity of space,
Put out my hand, and touched the face of God.
— John Gillespie Magee, Jr.
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