Thank you for your life and for being my first sibling. I was recalling how many times we were mistaken for twins at some point in our childhood and some of your shenanigans as an altar boy when your friends were serving and you were in the wings making them laugh. At the same time you were being a good boy, you were a rascal. Some of your antics and little ditties you made up to sing still come back to me when occasions arise. We'll continue life's journey remembering you and exercising some of life's lessons we learned from our experiences and challenges. Thank you for your service with mom. You gave it your all and we are so grateful.
Love, Ann

My son Tony will be missed by his siblings, Ann-Marie, Mary, Richie and Patty as well as his mother, Alice, me and his step-mother, Fran. He and I worked together for a period of time after he left High school as he looked to find what might be a career or profession that would engage his mind and imagination enough to satisfy him. He was a quick study and easily learned to be my co-worker printing labels for Union made men's clothing. He was a big help to me on the job, but was not challenged enough to make it his chosen field of employment.
I was very proud of him for choosing later on to join the Navy. A photo of him in his uniform is proudly displayed with other photos of family members in our home.
He also made me proud of him when he stepped up to care for his mother when he learned she needed someone to care for her recently. Although he had living his life his way away from his sisters and brother as well as his mother, he didn't hesitate to leave that lifestyle behind him and be the caregiver for his mother whom he never lost a connection to and affection for.
We kept in touch these later years with cards and letters. When he began caring for his mother recently we had a long talk on the telephone and I had an opportunity to express my love for him.
I will always cherish the memory of him as a baby who I rocked to sleep nightly.

Dick Connors

My brother Tony watched over me when we used to walk to school as children. We were in the same grade and while I had a hard time listening to boring lessons, he just effortlessly memorized everything the teachers said.
On the weekends he let me play softball and basketball with him and his friends because he knew I loved playing sports and probably because they were short one player.
Then as a teenager he suddenly became introverted. He struggled for years and withdrew from everyone .
More recently, he made sure he visited Mom often even though the trip took several hours on a bus.
Then he would always call me to discuss how the visit went. Once we started talking, those conversations usually lasted an hour or two.
When Mom started having health problems and I called him to see if he could be her caregiver he said absolutely without any hesitation. I didn't realize at the time what a difficult process the move from PA to NJ was for him. He was comfortable with his simple life especially since he had no responsibilities and liked to keep to himself.
The adjustment was very difficult but he got into a routine.
He did the dishes, laundry, and more importantly he fed Mom 3 meals a day and made sure she got her meds.
He had explained to me that he always wanted to pay her back for everything she did for him and I'm
Glad he got the opportunity to do that even for a short time.
I love and miss you Tony,
Mary