I met Anthony at All Saints Church (initially, while painting some of the woodwork, years ago). He seemed to be someone with wide experience and deep technical knowledge in many areas. He always seemed eager to help others. In fact, I guess I hardly ever saw him apart from helping others or in church (sometimes leading the bible study).

I will miss him.

I had the great good fortune to have known Anthony for the past 10 years. He was our property manager at 2724 Ontario Road, but he was so much more than just our go-to guy for all the problems associated with a 100 year old house and difficult tenants. He was our zen master and guide to living well and with purpose. He lived to serve and was an amazing healer and story teller. I marveled that he would stop and talk and help every homeless person or just anyone that needed a kind word and help of any kind. He was a powerfully kind man. I am better for knowing him. He is very deeply missed by me. 

I was not a close personal friend of Anthony but I admired his deep compassion for those in need and suffering ill health. Anthony was well grounded in the best human values. You will be remembered in the highest regard.

It comforts me to see the pictures of the services for Doc Anthony from Joseph's House and from the Chapel at Holy Trinity. Both worlds meant so much to him. Doc was a quiet pillar at Joseph's House for a long time. He paid attention to the physical plant of the House as few could do. Doc steadily worked in the background; from plumbing to painting, assembling and disassembling beds and air conditioning units, he kept the systems in the House working. He made delicious breakfasts. He invited his friends from outside the House to come to the table and enjoy the company of the men and women who lived and worked there. He knew the importance of protecting a person's dignity, of respecting their need for purpose. When someone sought him out, he gave his attention generously. Doc was a person who held a confidence without judging. There can be a cost to finding purpose, especially in a small, intense, exceptional community like Joseph's House. As well as the feeling of belonging, perhaps Doc also knew the loneliness that can somehow accompany a person's deep commitment to community, to putting others first. Even so, Doc stayed. During my time at Joseph's House, I remember that for most of us, the love we had for one another was imperfect and sometimes disappointing. And yet that love - and Doc was an important part of it - might have been the best thing many of us had ever known. I'm grateful to have shared so much with Doc for so long. Rest in peace, Anthony.

Doc was a kind, thoughtful, and genuine person. We cooked breakfast together at Joseph’s House each week. His positive attitude, stories, and funny jokes made it a delightful experience for everyone. I always looked forward to cooking along side him. He cared deeply for everyone and would do whatever was needed to help others. His warmth and generosity were unbounded. He will be sorely missed.

Anthony and I met and became friends while washing dishes in the kitchen of Joseph's House. I don't think that I have even known anyone who was so completely and unselfconciously committed to serving others as was Anthony. He was and is a model for me. Blessings, Bob Macfarlane

Thanks to our heavenly Father for the blessing of His faithful servant, Anthony.
I met Anthony at All Saints Church where we served as greeters at the early morning Sunday service. It was at these Sunday services that I came to know Anthony's deep love of the Lord and his untiring and loving service to those less fortunate souls in need. 
Anthony reflected Jesus' teaching of serving others throughout his life.
I also came to know Anthony as a "Renaissance Man". The Lord gifted Anthony as a skilled doctor who cared for patients during the Vietnam War and during his many years in practice. We discovered a common attachment to Doctor's Hospital in Washington, D.C. (now a condominium) where Anthony performed surgery and where I was born!
Anthony converted and refurbished several homes in the Adams Morgan area of Washington, D.C. where he lovingly tended to forgotten and dying men.
Anthony used his own skills refurbishing these homes. All Saints also benefited from Anthony volunteering for the various projects needed at the church.
Shortly before Anthony passed, I was blessed by a telephone call from him. During our conversation, Anthony shared that he was planning to move to a rural area in Virginia, near a monastery, where he would find peace and rest. On September 5 the Lord had different plans for His faithful servant. Anthony found peace and rest in the arms of the Lord.
Rest in peace dear and faithful servant, Anthony.

Anthony (Joseph Anthony he once told me) was a man with a large heart. Nothing ever seemed to be "too much", although in some circumstances he had a limit to his patience. He was almost frenetic in his daily activity, rarely stopping to have someone else catch their breath.

I remember him for his steadfast commitment, which seemed to echo his military past. Once he gave his word that he was "in" - it was gold. And he was there for any good work.

As private as he was about his life, it was clear that his Catholic faith was the sustenance that he needed and he made time for nourishing it. He spoke sometimes about his time in the seminary. Anthony spent some time with our lay associate members, but stepped back from a firm commitment to join them. He even made a trip to Belgium with them to discover more about Father Peter Triest, the founder of our order, The Brothers of Charity. He visited our Brothers of Charity home in Philadelphia and returned here for a funeral of one of the Brothers who had served in Washington.

Loyalty was in his blood. He enthusiastically welcomed and assisted new Brothers coming from other countries to help them integrate into American society.

Would that we remember him for all of these blessings in his life and the blessings he in turn brought into the lives of others.

May he be rewarded with eternal rest and peace!

Brother John FitzGerald
Brothers of Charity

Doc's heart was oriented toward serving others in a way that continually challenged me. He never stopped, and was never deterred by hard work or obstacles. His vision was without bound. And all of this came through him from our Father, as he always clearly stated. What a gift to have known Doc.

Peter Mucha knew Anthony from All Saints Episcopal from the Mens' bible study and the many church activities in which they volunteered together.

He wrote:

I am saddend to learn of the passing of one so kind heartedly involved both in church and public life. Anthony will be especially missed in the many events he so often assisted with-- I still do not know how he cleaned the greasy grill with just a spatula. Indeed we will miss his many skills he brought and service to country and church? Not to mention his contributions at our men's morning bible study.

ANTHONY will be missed.

Peter is also an uber church volunteer at many different churches and his kudos are high praise.

Mark Pape a stalwart member of the All Saints Episcopal (Chevy Chase) Mens' Bible Study shared this tribute:

[W]ith the Covid lockdown and restrictions, we have not had the blessings of Anthony’s attendance in person at many of our study sessions, but he will be remembered as a great contributor to these, and as teacher when called to do so. In a larger sense, he will be remembered for his huge heart, his charitable works, and for his ongoing faith journey...

May the soul of Anthony, and all the souls of the faithful departed, through the mercies of God, rest in peace. May our Savior Jesus receive them into His arms of mercy and love.

A fine fellow, if ever there was one. I'll see you again, Anthony, but I will miss you along life's journey.

Eternal rest grant unto him, O Lord,
and let perpetual light shine upon him.
May his soul and all the souls of all the faithful departed,
through the mercy of God, rest in peace.
~Amen~

Requiem aeternam dona eis, Domine.
Et lux perpetua luceat eis.
Fidelium animae, per misericordiam Dei,
requiescant in pace.
~Amen~

doctor, you showed me "the Way". and I learned from you how by "walking not as a lion or a wolf, but the Way of the lamb by welcoming, sharing and caring for the pain and wounds of others, without any discrimination, ... there is a multitude of daily blessings that enter our own lives that balm and heal our own wounds. thank you for your light ...and for the new friends who in you and through you have entered my life. We don't give up walking your Way, our shared Way ... holding hands of those who might get lost. Thanks. Your life has been my inspiration. I miss you and it pains ... but we'll meet again.