Donald J. LoBrutto Relation to Deceased: Great Nephew Aunt Vinny has suffered to long . Looseing her brother ,my grandfather Tony LoBrutto. her sister aunt anna , and her brother uncle sam . her health was not that great and she lost a big part of her life when uncle peter died. now she can rest in peace with her family. I think no matter where you stray, That I shall go with you a way. Though you may wander sweeter lands, You will not forget my hands, Nor yet the way I held my head Nor the tremulous things I said. You will still see me, small and white And smiling, in the secret night, And feel my arms about you when The day comes fluttering back again. I think, no matter where you be, You’ll hold me in your memory And keep my image there without me, By telling later loves about me. Dorothy Parker
David Rigby Relation to Deceased: Great Nephew I still haven’t found Italian sausage like you used to make. We’ve been all over the country and none can compare.Yours was the BEST! Our heartfelt sympathies go out to the entire Cumbo family. Dave and Marti Rigby 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
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Donald J. LoBrutto Relation to Deceased: Great Nephew Aunt Vinny has suffered to long . Looseing her brother ,my grandfather Tony LoBrutto. her sister aunt anna , and her brother uncle sam . her health was not that great and she lost a big part of her life when uncle peter died. now she can rest in peace with her family. I think no matter where you stray, That I shall go with you a way. Though you may wander sweeter lands, You will not forget my hands, Nor yet the way I held my head Nor the tremulous things I said. You will still see me, small and white And smiling, in the secret night, And feel my arms about you when The day comes fluttering back again. I think, no matter where you be, You’ll hold me in your memory And keep my image there without me, By telling later loves about me. Dorothy Parker
David Rigby Relation to Deceased: Great Nephew I still haven’t found Italian sausage like you used to make. We’ve been all over the country and none can compare.Yours was the BEST! Our heartfelt sympathies go out to the entire Cumbo family. Dave and Marti Rigby 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