Anthony Orlando died on January 5th, 2019 in Arizona at the age of 57. Anthony is survived by his wife, Sabine Hunze-Orlando; children, Vincent and Gianna Orlando; mother, Sandra Orlando; father and step-mother Samuel and Rachel Orlando; and siblings, Michelle Stills, Gina Ashton, Lisa May, and Tara Orlando.
Anthony was born on September 17, 1961 in Dover, Delaware. He was the youngest of five children. He served our country in the Navy as a young adult. Anthony married Sabine and together they explored the world, making friends and impressions across the globe. The couple welcomed Vincent in 2001 and Gianna in 2006 into their home. His family remembers him as an enthusiastic and lively father who demonstrated that a good attitude and hard work could take one far in life. Anthony was exceptionally bright and self-motivated and took to any skill he put his mind to; he easily came home from bike races in the desert to prepare an Italian feast for the family. He was a generous and witty individual who loved his family, his heritage, and his community. He was an avid cyclist and often participated in triathlons, cheered on by Sabine, Vincent, and Gianna.
A memorial service is scheduled for January 19th at the Gulfside Beach Pavilion at 3 Casino Beach Boardwalk, Pensacola FL 32561. All are welcome to attend and celebrate Anthony’s life.
I met Tony in 1983. We were in the Navy together, sailors who served aboard the same ship. We worked in the same department and when I reported aboard he was the one who showed me the ropes. Our personalities were polar opposites. I was quiet, and quite frankly a little scared about being on my first ship. He was confident, talked continuously and seemed to know everything about everything. We quickly became friends, doing everything together. We cruised the streets at night, dancing at the clubs, hitting on the ladies and of course like sailors do, we drank. We even got into a few fights with the Marine guards, as we stumbled back on the base too drunk to barely walk. Of course Tony started them all, but I always had his back like he had mine. We remained friends long after our time in the service ended. He was my dearest friend, my brother, my shipmate. Tony as you sail into the afterlife, I pray for fair winds and following seas. I love you bud.
