That Tony is still a blessing that I carry in my heart everywhere and alwAys and I am honored to be part of his family who he loved and cherished with all his heart...
This memorial website was created in memory of our loved one, Anthony (Tony) Pizzano, 56, born on December 21, 1959 and passed away on October 28, 2016. We will remember him forever.
Memorial Service is Sunday Nov 6th at 2pm
HIGHLINE CHRISTIAN CHURCH
14859 1st Ave S, Burien, WA 98168
Followed by a Celebration of his Life at the
DES MOINES YACHT CLUB
2737 Marine View Drive S
Des Moines WA 98198
Please note: Overflow parking available at the Marina on the left side of Anthony’s Home Port Restaurant. Walk in through gate between the Yacht Club and Anthony’s.
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Tears streamed down my face as I approached our big house. The one that we watched him build, that Josh, Jess, and I raced through with shouts of, “dad’s home” as we heard his car pull up every night as he arrived home from work and rushed into his arms. The yard looked smaller then I remembered, but I swear I could feel the grass between my toes, and smell that fresh cut lawn as he threw the football to us, catch double or nothing with real money. Somehow he always managed to make sure we didn’t end the game with the upwards of twenty bucks we had accumulated but we always had a dollar each, as we piled into the car to drive up to Waltz and pick out candy.
I could see that wrap around porch that mom had wanted so badly and I could hear his footsteps pounding on it as he raced around it, chasing us with his home-made rubber band gun that was 3 times longer then the ones he made us kids. I smiled through the tears as I remembered the shrieks of laughter bursting from our mouths as we got in hose fights, played kick ball, wrestled, played king of the mat, and so much more.
As I turned the car around at the end of the drive, my cries turned to sobs, the ache of missing him, cutting like a knife. I started thinking about how much and how well he loved me. If my earthly imperfect father could love me so well, oh how much, must my heavenly Father love His children? Indescribably, perfectly. Enough to give up His own Son for. And once again I felt comforted knowing that my dad is with his Father and he wants for nothing. He is whole and complete and loved beyond measure.
I still bolt out of bed sometimes after dreaming about him, and have to remind myself all over again that he’s gone. Max still cries for him and Jaydin sleeps with his picture under her pillow everynight. My dad loved life so much and really treasured it. It’s hard not to wish that he were here and think about how excited he would be about his 5, yes 5 new grand babies. One just born, and four more on the way. Whenever I have news, it kills me not to be able to call him up and tell him. I hear about the Seahawks and wish he was here to watch the game.
But all of that is so silly, cause my dad isn’t really gone and he definitely isn’t missing out. I know that he is living and thriving and I can’t even imagine all of the things that his eyes have beheld. So I don’t grieve for him. Just for all of us that feel the deep void his passing left in our hearts. His passing isn’t a tragedy, even though loosing him felt so tragic. And never not even for one moment, on his sickest and darkest of days, as he battled the ugliness of cancer, was my dad ever alone. He wasn’t abandoned or forgotten by God. And when he breathed his last breath here, that was not the end for him, but really just the beginning.
I will never stop aching to see my dad. I’ll still listen to the songs that he loved and start to cry, I’ll still think of him whenever I toss the football to Max or watch a game. I think of him when I see the way Jaydin looks up to her dad, just the way I looked at mine. I’ll keep wishing I could send him pix of the kids and hear his voice. I’ll keep longing for his hugs. But I won’t think of all the ways that he is missing out, because he isn’t. He’s with his savior. And nothing on this earth can possibly compare with that.
#daddysgirl #forevermissed
So sorry for your loss. I know you expected it -- but you never expected it. When the instructions said "leave a memory" -- I think of all the times we'd laugh in the driveway (prior to your driving days) -- and how proud he was of you and all your accomplishments -- but moreso the Godly lady you were. The greatest day -- was while we were getting you ready and how excited he was to walk you down the aisle :) Be comforted in God's love for you and that your dad knew and loved the Lord. Hope to see you soon! Love you!
His positive energy and wonderful spirit will be missed
And For Carrie my favorite quote from the Little Prince - “You - you alone will have the stars as no one else has them...In one of the stars I shall be living. In one of them I shall be laughing. And so it will be as if all the stars were laughing, when you look at the sky at night...You - only you - will have stars that can laugh.”
― Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, El Principito
Tony is in heaven with God, the Lord will never leave us alone. He is always with us. Tony is a citizen in heaven where he is happy.
When we turn to god most amazing this happen. When our foundation crumbles if we turn to god he listens to us. The Lord will show himself to those who ask. The Lord knew Tony would leave this earth because of cancer in his body. He gave Tony a loving wife to help him through this hard time. He knew Carrie would love and care for him until he entered heaven. Carrie was with Tony when he took his last breath as she told him how she loves him.
Tony prayed to God to show him the plan for his life. He is an inspiration to all who knew him. His body became weak, but his faith became stronger in the Lord. Tony was not bitter when he became ill. He trusted in the Lord and thanked him for every day he was allowed to live on earth. Tony said God never promised life would be perfect.
I believe the Lord said to Tony “Well done good and faithful servant. I welcome you to the kingdom of heaven. You will never thirst again and you will have ever lasting life.”
I miss Tony, but my only comfort is in Christ Jesus. We will all be united again in heaven.
Our God is awesome! I stand in the truth of God.
That doesn’t mean we won’t suffer or have pain. It does mean the Lord will be with us as we miss our friend Tony.
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That Tony is still a blessing that I carry in my heart everywhere and alwAys and I am honored to be part of his family who he loved and cherished with all his heart...
Tears streamed down my face as I approached our big house. The one that we watched him build, that Josh, Jess, and I raced through with shouts of, “dad’s home” as we heard his car pull up every night as he arrived home from work and rushed into his arms. The yard looked smaller then I remembered, but I swear I could feel the grass between my toes, and smell that fresh cut lawn as he threw the football to us, catch double or nothing with real money. Somehow he always managed to make sure we didn’t end the game with the upwards of twenty bucks we had accumulated but we always had a dollar each, as we piled into the car to drive up to Waltz and pick out candy.
I could see that wrap around porch that mom had wanted so badly and I could hear his footsteps pounding on it as he raced around it, chasing us with his home-made rubber band gun that was 3 times longer then the ones he made us kids. I smiled through the tears as I remembered the shrieks of laughter bursting from our mouths as we got in hose fights, played kick ball, wrestled, played king of the mat, and so much more.
As I turned the car around at the end of the drive, my cries turned to sobs, the ache of missing him, cutting like a knife. I started thinking about how much and how well he loved me. If my earthly imperfect father could love me so well, oh how much, must my heavenly Father love His children? Indescribably, perfectly. Enough to give up His own Son for. And once again I felt comforted knowing that my dad is with his Father and he wants for nothing. He is whole and complete and loved beyond measure.