Let the memory of Anthony (Tony) be with us forever
  • 56 years old
  • Born on December 21, 1959 .
  • Passed away on October 28, 2016 .

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

14859 1st Ave S, Burien, WA 98168

Followed by a Celebration of his Life at the

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.

Posted by Carrie Pizzano on 22nd December 2017
Hi Yes I love and miss Tony and earlier I said “Tony was such a blessing.” But really I mean 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...
Posted by Carrie Pizzano on 29th October 2017
This is from Jen Myers 20/28/17 FacebookIt’s hard to believe it’s been a year. A whole year without my sweet dad. A year full of both grief and joy. Grief because life without him is painful, but joy because I know where he is; whole and loved, where there is no pain or suffering and cause I get to be reunited again with him one day. I remember wondering a year ago if the ache I felt would ever go away. I have learned to carry that ache with me, one I expect now will never completely go away. Its a constant reminder of how blessed I was to be loved by an incredible dad. 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
Posted by Carrie Pizzano on 29th October 2017
This is from Jeremy Heath October 27, 2017This picture gets to me every year. Tony Pizzano was such a loving and nurturing man. He loved his family, immediate, and extended. Jessica Rowan, Jon-Jen Myers, and Josh you guys were truly blessed to have such a great Dad. Love you all. Uncle Tony see you when I get there say hi to my mom.
Posted by Carrie Pizzano on 29th October 2017
This is from Jennifer Myers posted to Facebook March 20, 2017I drove past our old driveway today. A flood of emotions hit me instantly even before I got on that gravel driveway. I could almost feel the torn vinyl beneath my fingers from that old blue chevy truck, as my dad’s voice rang out, telling Josh and I to stop fighting. He had no idea I had unbuckled my seatbelt as we bounced down the driveway. And as he slammed on the brakes to reprimand us for clowning around, my head smashed against the windshield, cracking it instantly. He cried out my name and I heard the fear in it. I tried to reassure him right away, that I was fine, surprised myself that my forehead barely hurt at all. I don’t remember if I got a goose egg, but I will never forget how I felt, all groggy and confused when he woke me up in the middle of that night. He looked me in the eyes and told me he was just making sure I didn’t have a concussion. Then as he tiptoed out of my room, I went right back to sleep, feeling the same way I did everynight growing up with my dad: safe, loved, and protected. 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.
Posted by Sharon Cantrill on 11th November 2016
Dear Jess & family, 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!
Posted by Joan Pizzano on 1st November 2016
Tony, my baby brother, your integrity and kindness has always inspired me to be a better person. It has been an honor and a privilege to be your sister. I will cherish all of our memories that we had as siblings. You are the bravest warrior I know. I will love and miss you forever.
Posted by Tom Larsen on 1st November 2016
Tony is my cousin. My wife's favorite stroy of the the Larsen and Pizzano children growing up was a Thanksgiving gathering when the older boys were downstairs playing poker and Tony, 10 years younger and full of playful yet annoying energy was bugging us. As teenager we did the reasonable thing and humanely tied Tony to one of the beds allowing the game to proceed. Later my father came do to check on us and Tony realizing that his being tied up would not be well recieved by parential authorities, tried hard to use the blankets to hide the rope. He didn't want to get us in trouble. He wasunsuccessful, all us older boys were yelled at and ordered immediately to untie Tony and never do it again. His positive energy and wonderful spirit will be missed
Posted by Terri Marsolais on 31st October 2016
Tony was just a natural all around good guy, one of the true ones. We were so lucky he met Carrie and came into our lives. We were blessed with his friendship and now he has new friends with God. Thank you Tony for everything. 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
Posted by Laura Olsen on 30th October 2016
Absent from the body is present with the Lord. 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.
Posted by Mariah Pizzano on 30th October 2016
My brother, Tony, was born the youngest of six, three months after the death of our father. He was like a gift from heaven, our little baby boy. And that he remained throughout his life, a gift to all of us who knew and loved him. He was gentle, kind, and caring always. He had a huge generous heart and gave to all. He wanted to live and enjoy his family and gave it a tremendous, courageous fight. Although he was suffering, he kept his beautiful smile and kind spirit until the end. We are grateful that he is not suffering anymore, but his loss is profound, and only time can soften the pain of his loss. I am so grateful that he was my brother. He loved Jesus with all his heart, and I know that he is with him now.
Posted by John Jasinski on 29th October 2016
Though we haven't seen each other in 20 years I still have great memories of Tony while I lived in Snoqualmie, WA. Tony was a great neighbor and a great friend. Always willing to help out with projects I got in way over my head with even though he had enough to do at home... Tony and his big brother Al were my hunting and fishing buddies when I moved to Washington. Always made me feel welcome. My heart is heavy knowing you are gone but inside I rejoice at the thought of joining you someday in Heaven. Love ya Tony!
Posted by Carrie Pizzano on 29th October 2016
My love for you has no boundaries. I am forever grateful for your love, your strength, your guidance, your kisses, your hugs. I thank God every day for bringing you into my life. You are always in my heart and I miss your sweet lips, your beautiful blue eyes, your kind words, and the many improvements and surprises you filled my life with. I know how much you like working with your hands and puttering around, constantly keeping busy, and am comforted by the fact that God is keeping you busy in Heaven. Thank you for creating a beautiful paradise in my backyard and home. I feel your presence everywhere. You are the love of my life and I adore you. Your loving wife, Carrie

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