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Mella lit a candle
Monday, May 8, 2017
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Happy Anniversary Mom & Dad #52
Celebrating together again, 33 yrs later!!
Always in my Thoughts & Prayers & Forever in my Heart
I love you!!!!
Mella
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Susan Glumac posted a condolence
Sunday, March 26, 2017
You will be missed by all - especially my dear friend Mella. I know you were great mom because you helped launch Mella into this world. May your journey by marked by light.
Love,
Sue
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Mella Rigoli posted a condolence
Wednesday, March 22, 2017
Hi Mom,
You are my Butterfly - "Transformation"!
Reflections of you live on. Proud and Honored.
I am a white Feather from your Wings, and you are "The Wind Beneath My Wings"!
Always have been always will be...
Love you with all my Heart,
See you in my dreams!
Your little Eskimo
You're the Best!!
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Amy Gietzen lit a candle
Friday, March 17, 2017
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Mavis Young posted a condolence
Tuesday, March 7, 2017
You are with god now. Your smile and your love will live forever in the heart and minds of the ones who knew and loved you.
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ANGELINA SCHULTZ posted a condolence
Thursday, March 2, 2017
Our Deepest Condolences to the Rigoli Family . No words could ever express the greatest loss of a wonderful Mother, grandmother, Aunt and Beautiful Cousin. I'll never forget the great time I had when I came to visit,she treated me so wonderful. I wished I could have gotten back their to spend some time and see her again. I thank God for the time I spent with her. Cuz you have such a wonder ful family who loved you so much as you loved them dearly. We must be strong as we can and accept that she is now Home with her Heavenly Father, and with all her loved ones who have predeceased her.Keep in mind that Rose did just not die, she also lived, and will continue to do so in our hearts forever.Always keep your beautiful memories close to your heart. When you look at the sky at night, and it seems a little brighter, know that it is because Rose is now there, a new Star and Angel in the Heavens Rest in Peace Cousin. Loving you forever Amen . Love this family Cousin Angie and family
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Uncle Greg & Aunt Lynn Martin posted a condolence
Wednesday, February 22, 2017
Dear Rigoli Family, We are deeply saddened to here the news of Mrs. Rigoli's passing. She was a loyal and loving mother, grandmother, devoted wife and all around amazing woman. She will be deeply missed. We are so sorry for your loss. Please know that you are in our heart, thoughts and prayers. May God Bless your family.
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Amy Gietzen posted a condolence
Monday, February 20, 2017
Rose Rigoli’s Eulogy
This morning I’ve been asked to say a few words about my Grandmother Rose Rigoli, but before I begin, I have to say that Eulogies are impossible. Eulogies are impossible because words simply cannot capture love. I will undoubtedly fail to articulate the immeasurable and indescribable; Wife, Mother, Sister, Aunt, Cousin, Grandmother, Great Grandmother, and Friend that she was. For all of us who were lucky enough to know and love my grandma, the only things that will truly capture who she was are the warm memories we each hold within our hearts.
Today I am going to share some of my memories with you.
It’s the little things that seem to stand out the most for me- her rolled up kleenexes, cinnamon on buttered toast, penny-candy, and roses. Yellow roses were one of my Gramma’s favorite flowers. Most people associate yellow roses with friendship, but they also represent JOY. joy is such a fitting word to describe my gramma. She was full of it! Always happy, laughing, smiling, and singing. She enjoyed life and found the beauty in it everyday for the last 85 years.
I remember as a child sitting on her porch stoop and playing “ Mother May I” with my cousins, and hearing her laugh out loud at how we bantered with one another. I loved that laugh! Or the time I tried to do her a favor and iron her Winter curtains before I packed them away for the Spring. I burnt a hole straight through them! I then tried to throw them away figuring she wouldn’t remember them come next Winter (Who was I Fooling my gramma remembered everything). But the smell coming from the iron stunk the WHOLE HOUSE up and I was caught red-handed! Then there were the times we had sleepovers outside. Laying in our sleeping bags, looking up counting the stars and trying to find the Big and Little dippers. There are so many things that I can see and feel as if they had just happened. I can remember waking up every Saturday morning at my Gramma’s to the smell of: coffee, and cinnamon and the sounds of the morning news on the radio. She made the most AMAZING breakfast: buttered toast with a pinch of cinnamon and sugar on top. I still eat it for breakfast almost every morning.
I’m sure everyone here has memories much like mine. They are good memories, something we’ll always have to cherish. It isn’t often that we come across someone so special that, that person stays with you forever. Grandma was that kind of person.
The kind of love Grandma felt for us was a love without conditions. She may not have approved of everything we did, may not have liked some of the decisions we made, but she didn’t lecture, she didn’t judge. She just kept loving us, letting us know that she was there and if we ever needed her, we could count on her to: listen, to comfort, to help.
Gram lived a simple life. It didn’t take much to make her happy - a phone call, a card, a visit, or a kiss before turning in for the night. We were the most important people in the World to her. She lived to make our lives better and was PROUD of us all. To think that someone like her felt that way about us should make us all feel more than just a little good. We can never forget that there is a part of her in each of us. Something that she gave to us and asked for nothing in return.
Money can be squandered and property ruined but the love we inherited from her cannot be damaged, destroyed, or lost. It has a permanent home in our hearts where it will remain always.
I always thought of my Gramma as immortal. We look up to our grandparents with such a sense of awe, as they represent so much history and so many memories. They are our living roots and their words weave the tapestry of not only their past, but our past as well. I used to love to hear my Gramma talk about her childhood and what it was like growing up as the only girl amongst 3 brothers. She’d talk about all the mischief they would get into and she would laugh and laugh. I’m going to miss her laugh the most. It was one of the best things about her. It was LOUD, and VIBRANT and it was INFECTIOUS. Her laugh could liven up the whole room.
There have been and will be times in our lives when situations arise where we’ll want so much to talk to her, be with her, or ask her just what we should do. I hope that when those times come. We can begin to look to each other and find that part of her that she gave to each of us. Maybe we can learn to lean on each other and rely on each other the way we always knew that we could with her. Maybe then she won’t seem quite so far away.
Today we honor and celebrate her life and her love. Our lives are more colorful because she was apart of it. So for your WISDOM, your HUMOR, TENDERNESS, and COMPASSION, your UNDERSTANDING, your PATIENCE, and your LOVE; THANK YOU GRANDMA! After you gram, the mold was indeed broken.
It is said that those who touch our lives, inspire us, and love us do so for a lifetime. I know you have indeed touched my life. You have helped me to become a better person. You have shown me that physically unable does not make you incapable, and that finding another way to reach your goal can be more fulfilling than the goal itself. You have made me see that I AM ENOUGH! And that imperfection builds character. Thank you for giving color to my life. I LOVE YOU GRAM!! - A
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Carmela Rigoli posted a condolence
Monday, February 20, 2017
A Mother
The young mother set her foot on the path of life. “ Is this the long way?” she asked
And God answered her “ Yes, this way is hard, and you will be old before you reach the end of it. But the end will be better than the beginnings.”
But the young mother was happy, and she would not believe that anything could be better than these years. So she played with her children, she fed them and bathed them, taught them how to tie their shoes and ride a bike, and reminded them to feed the dog and do their homework and brush their teeth. The sun shone on them and the young Mother cried, “Nothing will ever be lovelier than this.”
Then the nights came. And the storms and the path was sometimes dark, and the children shook with fear and cold, and the mother drew them close and covered them with her arms and the children said, “ Mother, we are not afraid, for you are near, and no harm can come.”
And the morning came, and there was a hill ahead, and the children climbed and grew weary, and the mother was weary. But at all times she said to the children, a little patience and we are there.”
So the children climbed and as they climbed they learned to weather the storms. And with this, she gave them strength to face the world.
Year after year she showed them compassion, understanding, and hopes, but most of all… unconditional love.
And when they reached the top they said, “ Mother, we would not have done it without you.”
The days went on, and the weeks and the months and the years, and the mother grew old and she became little and bent. But her children were tall and strong and walked with courage. And the mother, when she lay down at night looked up at the stars and said, “ This is a better day than the last, for my children have learned so much and are now passing these traits onto their children.”
And when the way became rough for her, they lifted her, and gave her their strength, just as she had given them hers. One day they came to a hill, and beyond the hill they could see a shining road and golden gates flung wide open. And the Mother said: “ I have reached the end of my journey. And now I know the end is better than the beginning, for my children can walk with dignity and pride, with their heads held high, and so can their children after them.”
And the children said, “ You will always walk with us, Mother, even when you have gone through the gates.”
And they stood and watched her as she went on alone, and the gates closed after her.
And they said: “ We cannot see her, but she is with us still. A Mother is more than a memory. She is a living presence. Your Mother is always with you. She’s the whisper of the leaves as you walk down the street, she’s the smell of certain foods you remember, flowers you pick and perfume that she wore, she’s the cool hand on your brow when you’re not feeling well, she’s your breath in the air on a cold winter's day. She is the sound of rain that lulls you to sleep, the colors of a rainbow, she is your birthday morning. Your Mother lives inside your laughter and she’s crystallized in every tear drop.
A mother shows every emotion…. Happiness, sadness, fear, jealousy, love, hate, anger helplessness, excitement, joy sorrows - all the while hoping and praying you will only know the good feelings in life.
She’s the place you came from, your first home, and she’s the map you follow with every step you take. She’s your first love, your first friend, even your first enemy, but nothing on earth can separate you.
Not time, not space, not even death!
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Annette Acksel posted a condolence
Wednesday, February 15, 2017
Dear Mella and family:
I am heartbroken to hear that my dear friend Rose has passed away. She had such a big heart and she was a wonderful human being. Having worked with Rose for over 20 years in the school bus industry, I have so many fun memories of the great times we had at the Service Center. I regret that I was unable to attend the wake but we are wintering in Florida and will not be home until May. Please accept my heartfelt condolences to all of you and know how much your mom was loved and appreciated.
Sincerely,
Annette Acksel
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Tuesday, February 14, 2017
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Monday, February 13, 2017
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Monday, February 13, 2017
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Four Generations
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Claudia Gietzen lit a candle
Sunday, February 12, 2017
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Sunday, February 12, 2017
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Sending thoughts and prayers to Aunt Rose and family.
Love and bless you all.
Darryl, Debbie, Gina, Andrew Todero & Felicia Amatuzzo
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Amy Gietzen lit a candle
Sunday, February 12, 2017
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