Recent Obituaries
Lee G. Kurtz
May 3, 2020
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...
Nicholas Papandreou
May 3, 2020
Nicholas Papandreou of Wheatley Heights. Age 86. Cherished father of Alice (William) Gille and Constantine (Debra) Papandreou. Adored grandfather of 3.
Juan Cano Fajardo
May 2, 2020
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...
Louise Orlando
May 2, 2020
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...
Russell F. Lowell
May 2, 2020
Russell F. Lowell of Flanders, NY passed away peacefully at his home on May 2, 2020 at the age of 84. He was born in East Moriches to Ethel and Elmer Lowell. He graduated from Eastport High School and served in the U.S. Air Force for 4 years. He worked at Brookhaven National Laboratory as an electronics technician for 39...
Carolyn L. Falcone
May 2, 2020
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...
Maureen A. Glaessgen
May 2, 2020
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...
Louis Dantas
May 2, 2020
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...
Kenneth Tunjian
May 1, 2020
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...
Ruth Demartino
May 1, 2020
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...
Peter Moreo
May 1, 2020
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...
Antonetta Recine
Apr 29, 2020
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...
Theresa Pergola
Apr 29, 2020
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...
Jashbhai Patel
Apr 29, 2020
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...
Joan C. O'Malley
Apr 28, 2020
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...
Constance Caputo
Apr 26, 2020
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...
Violet M. Doughty
Apr 26, 2020
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...
Alton D. Allen, Sr.
Apr 26, 2020
Alton D. Allen, Sr. of Orlando Florida, age 84. Beloved husband to the late Marietta. Adored father of Alton (Amy Nickerson) Allen and Dean. Cherished grandfather to Zoey. Beloved brother to Bernard Allen, Columbus Allen, and Evelyn Brown.
Joseph C. Catalano
Apr 24, 2020
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...
Curtis Eugene Highsmith, Sr.
Apr 24, 2020
Curtis Eugene Highsmith, Sr. He entered life to C.L. Highsmith and Viola Hill on September 2, 1942, in Robersonville, North Carolina. Born into sharecropping in the segregated south, between Greenville and Bethel North Carolina, he watched his father as he tried raising a family of 8 earning .00 a week. Curtis attended Highsmith Elementary School, Post Oak Middle School, and...
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