Thinking of you today - sending a wish for peace, love, light and joy to the world on your behalf.
I miss you always, Mom.

Dear Mom, We're so sad to hear that Uncle Johnny has decided to follow you. We know you'll welcome him with open arms, a VIP tour of the place and tips on where they stash the best donuts and milk. We miss you every day. Love you, Always.

Finally sharing Aunt Alice's tribute with her brothers Tom and Bobby
and sister -in-law Judy-our computer-less part of the family.
Lots of smiles and some tears, too..

I have memories of Aunt Alice visiting us and the dinners, laughs and family stories that would be told..again and again..Pop's store, Kosciuszko St, Walking to school in the snow ( they only lived a few blicks away and some would still be late)

What I recall the most were Aunt Alice's hoilday calls. The holidays weren't complete til we heard from her

Everyone would get on the phone and say hello and give her a quick update..I know Gram, Dad, Uncle Bob, Aunt Marge and Uncle Johnny would have big smiles after the call. Even though we lived miles apart, Aunt Alice will always have a special spot in our hearts...

I don’t know how to sum up Mom in a few words.
She was my best friend. I can’t get my head around holidays that don’t include her singing off key. It was Easter Bonnet for Easter, She’s a Grand Old Flag every 4th of July, and about 10 Christmas songs every year that she knew neither the tune nor the words to.
I talked to her every day and she always forgave me for being an idiot and loved me anyway.
Mom had plans to be the first General in the USAF and, failing that, was determined to win the Powerball and give everyone in the family a ton of money. No amount of reminding her that she wouldn’t be appreciated one tiny bit more than she already was would dissuade her from buying those tickets.
Mom was the best Nonny to her grand and great grandchildren. Often giving up chances to travel and date and play in her retirement to spend time with her family.
She always curled her hair and dressed smartly. Sometimes refusing to get in an ambulance until her outfit was matched and the pins were out of her hair.
She collected so many things that she loved. She had her dolls and Monet prints and tea cups and anything orange that said Broncos on it.
She often talked about Nanticoke and her life there. She so loved her brothers and sister and all of the nieces and nephews, and had pictures of them all on her refrigerator.
Sometimes, when she was feeling nostalgic, she would make us all potato pancakes or gawumpkies and I always begged for a piece of poppyseed bread when Uncle Bobby would send it.
I know that her childhood was not glamorous, but she made up for it with trips to Vegas and Mazatlán and she loved her jewelry and nice clothes, but she always kept enough back to help her children whenever we struggled.
My life will always be poorer without Mom to make me laugh and remind me that I was loved unconditionally, but my life is so much better for having had her as my champion for 55 years.
I love you forever Mom.

I also have so many fond memories of my beloved sister, alice.she truly was a most wonderful sister.
your website was excellently done .

hope we can keep in touch

love,

uncle johnny and aunt rosie

As Alice’s son-in-law, I had the honor of knowing her during the last 15 years. What I observed was a woman who was blessed with many positive attributes. Living on her own as a single person from age 68 onward can be a character-building experience. In truth, Alice already owned a strong foundation of positive character traits, that allowed her to flourish during those years. Alice was a woman of high integrity - unselfish, honest, and always willing to proudly acknowledge the accomplishments of her children. She vibrated with a sense of self-worth, knowing and accepting her opinions as her own. Alice displayed her self-confidence by giving great effort to look and dress well. Her hair was kept as a golden blonde color and styled nicely. Alice always wore outfits, not just clothing, and she looked beautiful and sharp! Knowing the value of a warm smile, she wore one often. While leading a humble life, Alice held her chin high and reflected a positive feeling of self-pride.

Alice and I shared a love of professional football and I learned a lot about being a true fan from her. She was an avid supporter of the Denver Broncos for many years. She recalled watching players going back over 40 years. Of all the players she admired, she praised Champ Bailey most often. Champ was a big-play maker, and when he made those all-important interceptions, Alice would jump up and cheer, “Yahoooo! That was Champ! Did you see that!” You’d have thought Champ was her own son she was so proud. To Alice, there was no football being played, unless it was her precious Broncos on her TV screen. Yes, she was a true-blue Bronco Orange fan.

During the last 10 years or so, Alice and I would watch the Broncos whenever they were on television. Sometimes I’d be with her at her apartment in Golden, but usually we shared the game together over the telephone. We’d call each other throughout each game when big plays were made by either team. And when the Broncos were behind Alice was not a happy camper. She would fret and decry a player or two – but never the team. I would attempt to soothe her woeful feelings but to no avail. But, her joyful attitude was soon restored as her team rebounded and managed to win many games. She’d say, “I knew they’d win! I just knew it! Did you see Champ Bailey make that play? Wow!” I will always remember Alice’s winning smile. She wore it often in life.

Alice, I send you Blessings and thank you for being your authentic, loving self throughout your days. You are loved and appreciated by many. Now. Off you go, into your next lifetime. I’ll be thinking of you during each Bronco game – and shout out an excited, “Yahoooo!” in celebration of your Life.

"The day will come when the memory of the person you lost brings a smile to your lip before a tear to your eye — that's when you know you're going to make it." ~Joe Biden

There are so many memories, it would be impossible to write them all down. However, as I was out trying to do ‘normal’ stuff today, the frigid temps reminded me of when Mom would call after watching CNN to see if the severe weather event they were covering would cause me any trouble. It didn’t matter if the event (storm, fire, traffic, etc., etc., etc.) were hundreds of miles away from me - - she still got worried about me and called to check. I will miss those crazy, loving calls. 

As I sit by the fire watching the NFL wild card game, I wish I could text with mom again. Even though our teams are out for the season, it was so much fun when mom finally figured out ‘texting’ a couple of years ago. We would support each other’s teams every Sunday by texting back and forth. Boy did she love her Broncos! Ok, in all honesty, she might not have always ‘loved’ them. I’m almost sure she will be giving them coaching advice from above. 

So, this candle is lit for my loving and adoring mother. Mom, I miss you terribly

If each tear is a tribute, I've left a river of them for you already. I miss you so much. I'll love you forever; I'll like you for always; As long as I'm living, my mama you'll be.