Stephanie Bianchi Corcoran Relation to Deceased: Niece Our dear Aunt Lou will be missed by everyone who’s life she touched because there was no one else like her. Her faith, her family and her home were her centers and she’ll be remembered for her thoughtfulness, her generosity, her willingness to forgive, her wisdom borne from experience and compassion and her strong, fearless spirit. She believed in the strength we get from faith to carryon through whatever life brings you and the power of selflessness and self-awareness. We are so grateful for our memories of you and now, the new Angel we have in you. Love you always Auntie Lou, Stephie I’d like the memory of me to be a happy one, I’d like to leave an afterglow of smiles when life is done. I’d like to leave an echo whispering softly down the ways, of happy times and laughing times and bright and sunny days. I’d like the tears of those who grieve, to dry before the sun. Of happy memories that I leave when life is done.
Leslie A Licata Relation to Deceased: Neice I am so deeply saddend by the loss of my beautiful Aunt Louise. She was so much more than an aunt to me, just like my second mother, always there for me thru good times and bad. Always extending warm loving invitations for dinners and pleasent outings especially going to the beach,charlotte memories to treasure forever. I so enjoyed our lengthy phone conversations across the miles for many years and i will truely miss not being able to speak with her. She had the unique ability to see the good in people, and was always the peacekeeper in our family. Her kind genrous loving and understanding ways will always be in my heart and soul. Loving and Missing her for ever, til we meet again in eternity. God Bless her. <3 The butterfly emerges from its silken shell- Reborn, it arises, no longer bound to earth. Free at last, the butterfly glides to heights unknown before. So do our loved ones find a beautiful release as, earthbound no more, they leave our sight and joyfully rise to a garden of matchless beauty, a place of light and peace. -Evelyn Phillips
Andrea Blahyj Relation to Deceased: Great Niece We have lost of of the most intelligent, kind, generous, strong & amazing women the Lord has ever placed on this earth BUT we have gained the most glorious angel heaven could ever hope for. Aunt Lou was a saint! This woman will live on in our hearts and minds forever, until we all meet again one day. Thank you Aunt Lou for all you were and all that you taught us to be! Kiss my Steven and make him some of your famous biscotti up there in heaven! All my love, Andrea The celebration of life, shared in the beginning, and again, in the end. Yet we forget to celebrate it, in every moment we live. Time, days, years, go on, but are we alive? Alive and do not know it, sleeping in the world and dead to the life we are to live. To celebrate all life, the sparrow who sang in the morning, and died in the night, why do we not celebrate its life? To know thyself is to know you are alive – to give, to love, to seek truth, beauty, and suffer pain. In life as it is meant to be, pain is forgotten, and strength is all that’s left to be gained in the moment by moment celebration of life. By Deborah Peabody
Stephanie Bianchi Corcoran Relation to Deceased: Niece Our dear Aunt Lou will be missed by everyone who’s life she touched because there was no one else like her. Her faith, her family and her home were her centers and she’ll be remembered for her thoughtfulness, her generosity, her willingness to forgive, her wisdom borne from experience and compassion and her strong, fearless spirit. She believed in the strength we get from faith to carryon through whatever life brings you and the power of selflessness and self-awareness. We are so grateful for our memories of you and now, the new Angel we have in you. Love you always Auntie Lou, Stephie I’d like the memory of me to be a happy one, I’d like to leave an afterglow of smiles when life is done. I’d like to leave an echo whispering softly down the ways, of happy times and laughing times and bright and sunny days. I’d like the tears of those who grieve, to dry before the sun. Of happy memories that I leave when life is done.
Leslie A Licata Relation to Deceased: Neice I am so deeply saddend by the loss of my beautiful Aunt Louise. She was so much more than an aunt to me, just like my second mother, always there for me thru good times and bad. Always extending warm loving invitations for dinners and pleasent outings especially going to the beach,charlotte memories to treasure forever. I so enjoyed our lengthy phone conversations across the miles for many years and i will truely miss not being able to speak with her. She had the unique ability to see the good in people, and was always the peacekeeper in our family. Her kind genrous loving and understanding ways will always be in my heart and soul. Loving and Missing her for ever, til we meet again in eternity. God Bless her. <3 The butterfly emerges from its silken shell- Reborn, it arises, no longer bound to earth. Free at last, the butterfly glides to heights unknown before. So do our loved ones find a beautiful release as, earthbound no more, they leave our sight and joyfully rise to a garden of matchless beauty, a place of light and peace. -Evelyn Phillips
Andrea Blahyj Relation to Deceased: Great Niece We have lost of of the most intelligent, kind, generous, strong & amazing women the Lord has ever placed on this earth BUT we have gained the most glorious angel heaven could ever hope for. Aunt Lou was a saint! This woman will live on in our hearts and minds forever, until we all meet again one day. Thank you Aunt Lou for all you were and all that you taught us to be! Kiss my Steven and make him some of your famous biscotti up there in heaven! All my love, Andrea The celebration of life, shared in the beginning, and again, in the end. Yet we forget to celebrate it, in every moment we live. Time, days, years, go on, but are we alive? Alive and do not know it, sleeping in the world and dead to the life we are to live. To celebrate all life, the sparrow who sang in the morning, and died in the night, why do we not celebrate its life? To know thyself is to know you are alive – to give, to love, to seek truth, beauty, and suffer pain. In life as it is meant to be, pain is forgotten, and strength is all that’s left to be gained in the moment by moment celebration of life. By Deborah Peabody