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Nicholas LoIacono

Aug 25, 1916 - Nov 15, 2007

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Name: Nicholas LoIacono Life Dates: 8/25/1916 - 11/15/2007 City Of Birth: Realmonte, Sicily, Italy Survived by Survived by his wife Laura (Contestable) LoIacono; children Roseann Ciochetto, Stephan (Diane) LoIacono, Nicholas G. LoIacono Angela McLaughlin; grandchildren Andrea ...

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Nov 19

Service

Monday, November 19, 2007
9:30 am

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Nov 19

Interment

Monday, November 19, 2007
10:45 am

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Nicholas LoIacono

August 25, 1916 - November 15, 2007

 
 

Nicholas G. LoIacono November 30, 2002

Nicholas G. LoIacono Relation to Deceased: Son Two years, and two weeks past; and there isn't a day that goes by that I think of you, and wish we had more time to spend together, I miss you, and your laughter, and your honest ways. Those we love remain with us for love itself lives on, and cherished memories never fade because a loved one's gone. Those we love can never be more than a thought apart, far as long as there is memory, they'll live on in the heart.

Nicholas G. LoIacono November 30, 2002

Nicholas G. LoIacono Relation to Deceased: Son Hey Dad; 4 years past and it feel like last week. I miss your wry sense of humor, your love of gardening, and how much you loved mom. you're always in my prayers, 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

Nicholas G. LoIacono November 30, 2002

Nicholas G. LoIacono Relation to Deceased: Son Hey Dad; 4 years past and it feel like last week. I miss your wry sense of humor, your love of gardening, and how much you loved mom. 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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