This memorial website was created in memory of our loved one, Angelina Intrieri . We will remember her forever.
Posted by Raven Moonsinger on April 15, 2019
Angelina Marie Intrieri was born February 14, 1954 to Mike and Mary Intrieri. Angie touched people's hearts in so many ways. Her kindness and helpful spirit is what she will be remembered for most by those who knew her. She loved people and would sit and chat with complete strangers. She had a loving caring spirit up until the day she passed away from cancer on April 20, 2018 at the age of 64. Her final words to me were regarding her boyfriend of 25 years. She confided that of all the men in her life, she really and truly loved him. Every time I hear the song "Angie" by the Rolling Stones I will think of her life and what it meant to me. She will be sorely missed by friends and family.

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Posted by Raven Moonsinger on April 15, 2019
Angelina Marie Intrieri was born February 14, 1954 to Mike and Mary Intrieri. Angie touched people's hearts in so many ways. Her kindness and helpful spirit is what she will be remembered for most by those who knew her. She loved people and would sit and chat with complete strangers. She had a loving caring spirit up until the day she passed away from cancer on April 20, 2018 at the age of 64. Her final words to me were regarding her boyfriend of 25 years. She confided that of all the men in her life, she really and truly loved him. Every time I hear the song "Angie" by the Rolling Stones I will think of her life and what it meant to me. She will be sorely missed by friends and family.
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More than a sister

Shared by Raven Moonsinger on April 15, 2019

Angie was a wonderful big sister. When my parents brought me home from the hospital in February, 1961 Angie was thrilled to be a big sister. She repeatedly told our mother that I was "her baby". She never passed up the opportunity to hold me, feed me my bottle and help change my diapers. Even while she was very sick with chicken pox, she wanted to be the one to care for me. As I got older, whenever I was afraid during a thunderstorm or if my parents were fighting about something, we would hold and comfort each other until those things were passed. Even after I ruined a set of pen and ink drawings of the Beatles that had been personally autographed by coloring them with crayons, she forgave me because she realized I'd done so with the best of intensions. Although our lives went in opposite directions as adults, I'm thankful to God that I was able to care for her in her last days. How can I put a lifetime of memories into a few brief lines. Sister, wherever you are--I am thinking of you, missing your smile and your laughter.