We are really going to miss Tony. I remember so well how he welcomed us when we first started going to St. Peter’s and Paul’s Church and made us feel right at home. He would always make sure we got a goodie to take home from the food that was there after church. And I will always remember the great hugs we shared! We love you, Tony, and know you’ll be watching over us.
I’ve known Tony since I can remember. My father grew up with all the Digiovannis when he lived on Love Street. I visited the Digiovanni home through the years, I spent my Saturdays in the small office on East Ridge Road. Tony always was a gentleman. A neat flannel shirt and a pipe…he looked more a Hollywood actor circa the Sinatra era type of class and dignity. My mom liked him. My grandmother adored Tony. My Dad was “ding” Lucien was “pooch”. They were all very close buddies and Tony always had a big smile when my dad and me stopped in the old car lot on East Ridge Road back in the 1960s. They talked about growing up in the 1930s and I loved listening. I miss Tony as I miss my father. They were another era. Depressions kids. Tough times.
We are really going to miss Tony. I remember so well how he welcomed us when we first started going to St. Peter’s and Paul’s Church and made us feel right at home. He would always make sure we got a goodie to take home from the food that was there after church. And I will always remember the great hugs we shared! We love you, Tony, and know you’ll be watching over us.
Keith J. Powers purchased flowers (Treasured Memories Basket)
Remembering a very special Uncle. He will be greatly missed. From the families of Keith, John & Rob
Joseph A Rube purchased flowers (Red and White Handled Basket)
Fond remembrances from your POINTER friends Dr. Joe and Nancy Rube’. We’ll miss you.
James Cuomo purchased flowers (Vivid Recollections)
Tony has enriched all of our lives, and we are grateful for his generosity and love. James and Lena Cuomo
I’ve known Tony since I can remember. My father grew up with all the Digiovannis when he lived on Love Street. I visited the Digiovanni home through the years, I spent my Saturdays in the small office on East Ridge Road. Tony always was a gentleman. A neat flannel shirt and a pipe…he looked more a Hollywood actor circa the Sinatra era type of class and dignity. My mom liked him. My grandmother adored Tony. My Dad was “ding” Lucien was “pooch”. They were all very close buddies and Tony always had a big smile when my dad and me stopped in the old car lot on East Ridge Road back in the 1960s. They talked about growing up in the 1930s and I loved listening. I miss Tony as I miss my father. They were another era. Depressions kids. Tough times.