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Patsyann Renzulli Carter posted a condolence
Friday, November 20, 2009
Dear Barbara, Richard & Jan I am so sorry to learn about your Mom's passing. My thoughts and prayers are with you all. She was a great friend to our family and I will always remember her fondly.
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Valerie (DePiazza) Publicover posted a condolence
Thursday, November 12, 2009
To Aunt Sue's beloved family, I grew up hearing how much I reminded my Dad, John, of his Aunt Sue (freckles and all) and always felt it was an enormous compliment! In 1986, I had the privilege of visiting Aunt Sue and Uncle Dom. Making gnocchi, attending a retirement party, hearing family stories of my own wonderful Noni -in everything we did I could feel the tremendous love Aunt Sue had for her family. And I really enjoyed her good-natured teasing of Uncle Dom about the unfinished remodeling of the house! What they really built together, though, was a home of love and faith. Reading the messages of her family and friends I can tell her dynamic spirit and example of selfless love will continue to bless and influence her loved ones. I pray you are all comforted with the shepherd's understanding of God's promised peace: "Surely goodness and mercy shall follow her all the days of her life and she shall dwell in the house of the Lord forever".
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Jeanne (Lamanna) Bartlett posted a condolence
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
My Dear Aunt Sue #2 OPPS, you must be getting a good laugh out of my previous post, those darn computers! Alan and Kathy's poem said it all for me. It's a sad day but a joyous one for you because you are enjoying your heavenly reward. In my mind I see you with Uncle Dom smiling down on us. Thank you for the many wonderful memories of my time spent in Little Falls. There are not enough words or space for me to describe how much you meant to me. Rest in peace. Jeanne
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William Gold posted a condolence
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
Dear Barb and family, Dan Riggins and I just arrived today to visit Joe Tolfa in Florida. We want to convey our sympathy on the passing of your Mom. Hopefully, you have a lifetime of fond memories to help sustain you at this time. You are in our thoughts and prayers.
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Marie Harper posted a condolence
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
Dearest Daryn and Barbara, My deepest sympathy to you both with this great loss. You both will be in our prayers through your time of sorrow. Marie & Paul Harper
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Bill Lamanna posted a condolence
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
Condolences to my father, brother of Sue, and to the Chizzonite family. I will always remember our trips to Little Falls, especially at Christmas time. A wonderful time always that is missed. Rest in peace, Aunt Sue. Bill
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Ron and Joanne De Piazza posted a condolence
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
Barb, Dick, Jan, Aunt Lucy, Uncle Charlie, Aunt Ann, and the Chizzonite/ Lamanna Family Our sincere and deepest sympathy goes out to you as we learned of Aunt Sue's passing. Allan & Kathy�s Poem truly rings so true. Thinking back to the first time I remember you Aunt Sue, is when you lived with us on Loomis Street, Barbara was a baby. The second time was when we moved to Tucson, Arizona and Uncle Dom was stationed at Davis-Monthan Air Force Base. The best times were when we all moved back to Little Falls; I have so many wonderful memories from childhood to adulthood, when you lived on the South Side and across the street on Monroe St. I will always remember and be extremely grateful for all the help and assistance you gave me and Joanne, also the help you were to my Mom, your sister Angie, during her latter years of life. The many times you opened your kitchen for coffee and great conversations. Aunt Sue you are now in God�s Heavenly House enjoying a reunion with all your love ones who have helped prepare a room for you. Good-bye Aunt Sue. Our love and prayers are with you Ron and Joanne De Piazza
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Sunnie Chizzonite posted a condolence
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
I remember my cousin Jason's eulogy for my grandpa's funeral a couple years ago. He talked about my grandpa's hands; they were workers hands. They were caring hands. My grandma had those same hands. If she wasn't cooking, she was cleaning. If she wasn't doing that, she was sewing. She sewed all of my Halloween costumes for the first 10 years of my life. Those hands me breakfast every morning during visits. I remember those hands during games of Gin Rummy at home in Kent. It was me, my brother, Cris, my dad, Grandpa (if he wasn't dozing in a chair) and Grandma. She would always sit there innocently, peeling chestnuts, or munching on cookies, and somehow, she would always come out of no where and win. While she collected the winning chips, she would shake her head and laugh, like didn't know how she kept winning. I remember those hands helping my brother and I roll the dough to make gnocchi when we were small. I don't think you could describe grandma without talking about her gnocchi. Her food has this way of making you feel exactly how she made you feel: warm, cared for, happy, and somehow very safe because no matter where you were eating it, (even if you were defrosting frozen gnocchi from her last visit), you were in the presence of family. She could probably have won anyone over with her gnocchi and meatballs. Her cooking was always a treat and I felt spoiled growing up with it. And no one spoils like a grandma. Every time my brother and I would visit, she'd slip us money with the explicit directions to buy something just for ourselves, and to not tell our parents. She would say, "Take it. This is between you and me. Listen, because I�m your grandma." I remember the last time I saw her. It was this past summer, and she was the closest she's been to her old self than she had been in a while. She was joking and smiling, and to see her like that was a blessing. I remember my last conversation with her. I was about to leave for Korea and saying goodbye. She turned to my dad and said, "You better take good care of her." she then turned to me and said, "And if he doesn't, you let me know." And she playfully waved her finger at him and nudged him on the cheek. Nothing could have captured her spirit more accurately. Everything she did was for family, for the people she loved. I feel lucky to be part of her family and to have had the chance to grow up with her care, her sense of humor, and of course her Halloween Originals. There�s that saying- life has to end, but love doesn�t, family doesn�t. She will live on the memories that we have of her. It�s heartbreaking to lose a person as kind, caring and compassionate as Sue Chizzonite. But we can all find solace in knowing that she's now with Grandpa. I imagine her still telling him what to do, with him grinning in response, and telling us, "Do you hear that? She�s always bossing me around!� I picture her humming as she moves around the kitchen, somehow putting all the food and dishes away before anyone makes it through dinner. I can hear her laugh and see the smile she'd have as she'd shake her head in amusement to someone's story. In fact, she�s probably smiling down on us right now, asking, �All this for me? You guys are crazy.�
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Richard Chizzonite posted a condolence
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
Remembering my Mother! What can I say that could possibly remember or honor a life that always seemed to be filled with good thoughts, a pleasant disposition, and the desire to help and look for the best in others? I want to remember my mother. And perhaps, the only way that I can is by remembering in snapshots what she has brought to my life. I remember weekend mornings laughing and jumping on Mom and Dad�s bed in the apartment above Grandpa Lamanna�s store. I remember her gently coping with removing and reapplying a bandage to a crying 5 yr old�s left index finger. This finger had been deeply cut when the thick-headed kid it belonged to was throwing broken Coke bottles against the stone wall behind his Grandfather�s store. I remember all the scares I gave her. The worst time was the aftermath of playing stick ball. I was the catcher and Dick Barone was hitting. Let�s just say he wasn�t the best batter. He completely missed the ball and what he hit instead was my bottom lip as he swung around. It left my lip pretty beat up and a good part of it just hanging. When I came running in the door with blood all over, she was calm, called Uncle Dom and they rushed me to old Doc. Sabin�s office. With them both holding me down, Doc Sabin just stitched my lip back together. I just remember the calm reassurance from my mother during this whole mess. You know though, I was never a kid to do this kind of thing just once: I came home many more times needing some repair and rehabilitation. She was always there. I remember her trying to soothingly explain to a crying and hysterical 5 yr old why he could not start kindergarten with his older sister. Barb and I had always done so many things together. I remember her gently scolding me for spinning myself around and around with a snow shovel until I collapsed, dizzy and sick. She must have thought �What is that foolish boy doing?� as she watched me through the window. I remember the huge fold-out drawer that was in the bottom of our old refrigerator in the house on Casler Street: Barb and I used to store our Halloween candy there. My mother would let us take only so much out at a time. As a very young boy, this made the candy seem to last forever. I can still picture that candy-filled drawer. I remember picnics at Auriesville shrine: climbing the stairs up to the cross with Mom and looking for new medallions at the gift shop. I remember the many Friday and Saturday nights I would get home late (anything after 11 was late) but before my Father. Mom would be waiting up watching TV, but she would never tell Dad. This certainly saved me from a lot of explaining and many more difficult interactions with Dad. I remember Mom and my football games. She would never come. It was too hard for her to watch me get the everlasting beat out of me: smashed, slammed and knocked down through four winless years. I guess she saw enough of the aftermath. The perpetually swollen elbows and knees. The constant bruises and just plain-old aches and pains. She just helped mend everything with sympathy and ice. And this is what I remember about her whole life. She was always there for everyone she knew. I remember many Christmas celebrations at Grandpa Lamanna�s house: my mother and her sisters prepared all the food, cooking and baking cookies for what seemed like weeks in advance, while we kids just enjoyed the fun of playing together with new gifts. There was also the joy of playing bingo all around the big table with my mother and aunts. I remember her concern when Lynna and I announced that we would be married by a JP in a simple civil ceremony. She immediately sprang into action, asking Father Clemente at St. Joseph�s parish if he could perform the ceremony without all the pre-nuptial red-tape. He agreed and we agreed as long as we could use our own ceremony. That evening turned out to be a hectic, stressful, crazy night with the ceremony at the church and the wedding reception in the downstairs hall of Grandpa Lamanna�s house. That night will always be part of my fond memories and the folklore of stories of our wedding night. I remember picking strawberries. Lynna, Mom, Dad and I. I remember the strawberry rhubarb pies made from those strawberries. These pies have also become my son Cristopher�s favorites. I remember the many Halloween outfits she made for Sunnie and Cris. The first bunny outfits: what a sight. All brown and furry, they looked so adorable and comical at the same time. Then there was the craze with Bat Man and Cat Woman: that year she made a fantastic Cat Woman outfit for Sunnie (tail, claws, ears and all) and a Batman costume for Cris (cape, tights, a hooded mask and all). I can remember all of us laughing when we looked at the pictures- What a sight! I remember her at 70 giving my 3 year old children horsey-back rides up the stairs to their bedrooms. And this was only 4 years after her first fight with cancer and all the chemotherapy. I remember the acceptance and love she lavished on my children. I remember her outstanding cooking. Who will make ricotta gnocchi and spaghetti sauce for everyone now? Cris only eats Grandma�s sauce or ketchup on his macaroni! Let�s not even think about the loss of her meat balls and braciole. The hot coffee at the end of a big meal on the holidays will be so much less now without her magnificent twists. How will any of us cope, not because of the food, but for the loss of love and caring that went into these simple acts? I remember the tender concern and care she gave to her sisters, Angie and Louise, and my uncle Rip when they were all so severely ill. She always seemed to have the energy and drive to keep going and helping others. I will always remember her love, goodness, kindness and concern for others. I will remember the courage and strength that she showed through two battles with cancer. And I probably do not know the half-of-it. I will miss her terribly but her love and the memories I have of her will keep her alive in my thoughts and heart. For everyone that knew and loved her, I hope your memories of her will do the same.
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Barbara Hyla-Davis posted a condolence
Monday, November 9, 2009
Barb(Chizz), I'm so sorry to hear about your mom. Please accept my sincere condolances. It's so hard to lose our parents.
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Terri De Piazza posted a condolence
Monday, November 9, 2009
My dearest Aunt Sue faithful humble servant of God, I've known you since my marriage to Sam & Angie's son Anthony, and that was 50 years ago! Your presence in my life has been one of encouragement, tenderness, dynamic and inspiring. You are zia, mama,and best friend all rolled up into one little body with a heart as big as all outdoors. You were my saving grace, especially in my formative years of motherhood. How sweet it was for Franca and Jamie to have you and uncle Dom live within shouting distance. Those were the "wonder years". The poem "A Lady Call Sue", fits you like a glove. Your Rosary devotional has inspired me to call Our Blessed Mother "mama". Well my darling aunt Sue, you are now included in the heavenly communion of saints, joining your loved ones that have gone before you. What joy you must be feeling! Dear cousins, Barb, Dick, Jan and families, Aunt Lucy and Uncle Cham, Anthony and I are with you in spirit as you celebrate Aunt Sue journey of life. Hallelujah!! Arrivederci cara zia. Terri De Piazza Las Cruces, N.M.
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Anthony De Piazza posted a condolence
Monday, November 9, 2009
Remembering Aunt Sue. Going through old times in my memory bank,I recall so many wonderful family holidays, gatherings at Caroga Lake and yearly Shrine visits. I also recall being ring boy for your marriage in my little army military uniform to match uncle Dom's. The time you lived with us on Lommis street while uncle Dom was in the Army, that's when Barbara was born. Running up stairs over grandpa's store to say hello and always being met with a hug, conversation with interest in what I was doing. Receiving a glass of milk with homemade treats. Also many wonderful memories visiting @ 181 W.Monroe street with gracious hospitality. I loved watching uncle Dom smoke his pipe. Years later when we were in the living room puffing on our pipes, aunt Sue, you would direct us to the front porch. When Terri & I became engaged, I remember sharing with you and listening intensely on your wisdom. Aunt Sue, you and the whole Lamanna family took Terri in with open arms. When Franca and Jamie were born, you were a God send. Sorry to admit, I had a hard time dealing with a messy diapers. So I called you, & you came to my rescue many times. When I was dealing with difficult times and making a decision to move to Texas, once again you were there with wisdom and blessings. I came to experience that your HUGS were H-ealing U-nder G-round for me. Aunt Sue, my heart thanks you for helping me to be more secure in my faith as a husband, father & grandfather. "All who seek the Lord shall praise Him. Their hearts shall live forever and ever!" Psalm 22:27 Love. Anthony De Piazza Las Cruces, N.M.
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Daniel Enea posted a condolence
Sunday, November 8, 2009
To the Chizzonite family: Mrs. Chizzonite was the best. She was always proud that I entered the family business and proved it by various letters and congratulation notes throughout the years. Its people like Mrs. Chizzonite that made the world a better place. God bless her on her journey home to see another wonderful person, her husband Dom.
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Franca --- Jamie Eye --- De Piazza posted a condolence
Sunday, November 8, 2009
Barb, Dick, Jan, Aunt Lucy, Uncle Charlie, and the Chizzonite and Lamanna families-- It is with sincere and deepest sympathy that we learned of Aunt Sue's passing. Our greatest joy is that she is now with our Lord and reunited with Uncle Dom. What a blessing it was to grow up across the street from our aunt and uncle! They were like another grandmother and grandfather to us. She was a daily influence on our childhood, which we will always cherish. Our prayers are with each and every one of you. Franca De Piazza Eye James (Jamie) De Piazza
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Charles Lamanna posted a condolence
Sunday, November 8, 2009
As the baby brother,I was spoiled by my sisters. At the same time, they provided me with loving moral guidance and were always there for me. For that, I'll be forever grateful. As my sisters and brothers-in-law have left us it has been painful, but I am happy in the thought that they are reunited in heavenly bliss. God bless you dear family. Now it is up to Lucy and I to carry on. Good bye, dear sister Sue. May God embrace you as you join beloved husband, Dom.
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AL and Kathy Cunningham posted a condolence
Sunday, November 8, 2009
A LADY CALLED SUE A cloud hangs over Little Falls today As a vibrant lady has gone away. Named Assunda at birth, she was known as Sue, The one you called when you had something to do. A ball of energy with inner calm And so much in love with her husband, Dom. No one can recall seeing Sue sit still, Not on the Southside or Monroe Street hill. Always ready to help with any task, She�d have it done before you could ask. Her baking skills could please the Most High, With Italian guanti or rhubarb pie. Her smile was contagious; that�s for sure. And through hard times her good cheer would endure. She would never give in to feeling blue. When she felt down, she�d find something to do. She brought joy to everyone along her way Like Italian ice on a hot summer day. Her service to her church was unsurpassed. But she took few bows and put herself last. You always knew you could count on Sue �Chizz.� That�s why her legacy is what it is. Now Sue�s moved on to God�s shining city Among the saints, she chairs a committee.
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John and Peg De Piazza and Family posted a condolence
Sunday, November 8, 2009
My Dear Aunt Sue; You and Uncle Dom were always loving and caring to me and my family.We will miss you dearly. We offer a hug of love, sympathy and condolence to Barbara, Dick, Jan,to their families, and Aunt Lucy, Uncle Charlie, Aunt Ann and all of their families. God bless you and keep you. John and Peg De Piazza
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Lisa (Santillo) Fernet posted a condolence
Sunday, November 8, 2009
I have to say, the Cunningham's poem said it all. I loved Aunt Sue & Uncle Dom and especially going to their house. She knew i loved "pizelles" and would always have a plate of them for me - it didn't even matter if i got the powdered sugar all over :-) When i was 5 and my grandfather passed she took care of me for a few days and played games w/me & made me my 1st deviled eggs. She was my playmate while everyone else was grieving - what a truly amazing woman... I will miss you...
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Angela Taverni posted a condolence
Sunday, November 8, 2009
I was sad to learn of Sue's passing, a dear friend from our youth to our old age.I am flooded with so many memories and smile when I think of Sue, who was truly a special person. Go home to Dom. God Bless You, Sue.
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