Comments for Nichols Funeral Home, Wilmington Massachusetts. Serving all faiths in Wilmington, Tewksbury, Billerica, Reading, Woburn, and surrounding communities. http://www.nicholsfuneralhome.com 187 Middlesex Avenue, Wilmington, MA 01887 ~ Phone: 978.658.4744 ~ Fax: 978.658.2336 Wed, 10 Mar 2010 00:46:34 -0600 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.8.6 hourly 1 Comment on Guzinski, Thomas by Su Ikeno http://www.nicholsfuneralhome.com/obituaries/guzinski-thomas.html/comment-page-1#comment-1419 Su Ikeno Wed, 10 Mar 2010 00:46:34 +0000 http://www.nicholsfuneralhome.com/?p=1620#comment-1419 I remember Tommy best as a young boy. He used to sit on my foot, clamp himself around my leg and proceed to chew, making the term "ankle biter" a reality. He once thought it would be a good idea to use a safety pin to fasten a towel around his neck and propel himself from a tree in the back yard, to see if he could fly like Superman. It was a relatively small tree. The safety pin was a bad idea. I also remember a time when the upstairs bathroom was out of toilet paper. Tommy KNEW HOW to improvise. He once wrote in red sharpie on the side of the house, "Suzie Guzinski loves David Vaughn"' When my son Michael was 2 years old, he found what seemed to be that SAME red sharpie and drew a bright red line 2 feet from the floor.....across the couch, across the drapes, across the TV cabinet, across the grey brick fireplace, the unfinished pine desk, the french doors and back to the couch. My brother also used to like to write his name on everything...i remember a beige linen lamp shade in the den with T O M M Y printed across the front of it. I started to get scared when I lifted a placemat from the kitchen table and found M I K E carved into the pine. I felt a very real sense of deja vu. I had been given an extraordinary gift AND realized that I was in alot of trouble. My own son had, "The Tommy Gene". On one sunny winters' day, the rest of the family was in our big green station wagon, awaiting another one of our wild adventures. I was the last to leave the house. I had clogs on my feet for shoes. I put my 2 feet out the door and fell on some ice, leaving only my red and white stripped socks hanging out. Tommy rolled down his window and yelled, "She's melting, m-e-l-t-i-n-g..." like the wicked witches from the Wizard of Oz. Riye got to watch her Uncle Tom in action a few years ago at Grampy's Celebration of Life. When a party crasher, who Jillian so aptly and LOUDLY nicknamed "Grizzly Adams", made his presence known, instead of confronting him, her Uncle Tom seemed to make the young man his best friend. Choose your battles wisely Riye...choose your battles wisely. In the last couple of months, Tom and I have had several conversations about illness and the powers that be, in heaven. He knew that there were loved ones waiting to show him "the way" and that many new adventures were awaiting him. I am sure he is creating SOME excitement up there. (And he may have had something to do with those bizarre closing ceremonies last night.) I am comforted in the fact that the earth now has another angel...a warrior for God...looking out for our welfare. I remember Tommy best as a young boy.

He used to sit on my foot, clamp himself around my leg and proceed to chew, making the term “ankle biter” a reality.

He once thought it would be a good idea to use a safety pin to fasten a towel around his neck and propel himself from a tree in the back yard, to see if he could fly like Superman. It was a relatively small tree. The safety pin was a bad idea.

I also remember a time when the upstairs bathroom was out of toilet paper. Tommy KNEW HOW to improvise.

He once wrote in red sharpie on the side of the house, “Suzie Guzinski loves David Vaughn”‘ When my son Michael was 2 years old, he found what seemed to be that SAME red sharpie and drew a bright red line 2 feet from the floor…..across the couch, across the drapes, across the TV cabinet, across the grey brick fireplace, the unfinished pine desk, the french doors and back to the couch. My brother also used to like to write his name on everything…i remember a beige linen lamp shade in the den with T O M M Y printed across the front of it. I started to get scared when I lifted a placemat from the kitchen table and found M I K E carved into the pine. I felt a very real sense of deja vu. I had been given an extraordinary gift AND realized that I was in alot of trouble. My own son had, “The Tommy Gene”.

On one sunny winters’ day, the rest of the family was in our big green station wagon, awaiting another one of our wild adventures. I was the last to leave the house. I had clogs on my feet for shoes. I put my 2 feet out the door and fell on some ice, leaving only my red and white stripped socks hanging out. Tommy rolled down his window and yelled, “She’s melting, m-e-l-t-i-n-g…” like the wicked witches from the Wizard of Oz.

Riye got to watch her Uncle Tom in action a few years ago at Grampy’s Celebration of Life. When a party crasher, who Jillian so aptly and LOUDLY nicknamed “Grizzly Adams”, made his presence known, instead of confronting him, her Uncle Tom seemed to make the young man his best friend. Choose your battles wisely Riye…choose your battles wisely.

In the last couple of months, Tom and I have had several conversations about illness and the powers that be, in heaven. He knew that there were loved ones waiting to show him “the way” and that many new adventures were awaiting him. I am sure he is creating SOME excitement up there. (And he may have had something to do with those bizarre closing ceremonies last night.)

I am comforted in the fact that the earth now has another angel…a warrior for God…looking out for our welfare.

]]> Comment on Casey, Madison by Eddie Mullett http://www.nicholsfuneralhome.com/obituaries/casey-madison.html/comment-page-1#comment-1418 Eddie Mullett Tue, 09 Mar 2010 20:02:00 +0000 http://www.nicholsfuneralhome.com/?p=1583#comment-1418 so sorry...even though you haven't seen/or heard from me in a long time, I am saddened by your loss so sorry…even though you haven’t seen/or heard from me in a long time, I am saddened by your loss

]]> Comment on Guzinski, Thomas by Gary Potvin http://www.nicholsfuneralhome.com/obituaries/guzinski-thomas.html/comment-page-1#comment-1417 Gary Potvin Sun, 07 Mar 2010 15:34:14 +0000 http://www.nicholsfuneralhome.com/?p=1620#comment-1417 Tom Guzinski may have been my brother-in-law, but “Tommy” was my best friend. He was a man with dedication and loyalty to family like no one else I have ever met. Tom’s family was all inclusive - he had his immediate family, his work family, and his soccer, fishing, and hunting families. He found time to love them all. Tom was a talented carpenter and with his attention to detail, everything always came out right. “Attention to Detail” – we could all have a little fun now and then with that particular trait of his. WHEN DIANE AND I WERE IN SEARCH FOR A FIREPLACE MANTEL WITH NO SUCCESS IN TWO YEARS, TOM SAID LET ME DO ONE, IT WILL BE FUN. I FOUND A HAND HEWN BEAM FROM AN ANTIQUE SHOP ON THE COAST OF MAINE AND HE BEGAN TO WORK ON IT. HE HAD 8 HOURS LABOR ON IT AND was DOING WELL. MY NEIGHBOR PULLS UP AND SAYS TOM WHAT ARE YOU DOING. HE SAID, IM TRYING TO TURN THIS EXPLETIVE PIECE OF WOOD INTO A MANTEL. MY NEIGHBOR SAID THAT’S TOO BAD. I HAVE A DOUGLAS FIR BEAM THAT CAME OUT OF A BUILDING THAT WAS BUILT IN THE 1600’S AT MY HOUSE. TOM SAY’S CAN I SEE IT, SO MY NEIGHBOR WENT AND GOT IT. THIS BEAM LOOKED LIKE CRAP TO ME; IT WAS GRAY AND OLD AND DENTED. TOM TOOK ONE LOOK AT IT, AND THEN TOOK THE BEAM THAT HE SPENT 8 HOURS ON AND THREW IT AWAY. HE TURNED TO ME AND SAID, NOW THIS IS WHAT I CALL A PIECE OF WOOD. NOW I DON’T NEED TO TELL ANYONE HERE WHAT THAT MANTEL LOOKS LIKE, BECAUSE BEING HERE YOU KNOW TOM, AND YOU KNOW PERFECTION WAS THE END RESULT OF ALL HIS PROJECTS. TOM DEMONSTRATED love and daily dedication to HIS WIFE LYNNE IN A WAY THAT I ADMIRED. His children, Joel and Jillian, were the center of his world. WITH them HE HAD PATIENCE WITH ALL THE BIG STUFF AND TRUTH BE TOLD A SHORT FUSE WITH THE SMALL STUFF. TOM Loved and admired his Mother for her caring spirit. Mom can put others first, sometimes to a fault. While Tom loved his Dad, he was quite protective of “his” mom. TOM WAS LARGER THAN LIFE AND LOVED BEING STEVE AND MIKE’S BIG BROTHER. HE WAS VERY PROTECTIVE OF HIS OLDER SISTERS. NOW HE COULD SAY THINGS ABOUT THEM BUT NO ONE OUTSIDE THE inner CIRCLE BETTER SAY ANYTHING. HE WAS THE FUN UNCLE THAT MADE ALL THE NIECES AND NEPHEWS LAUGH AND DO FOOLISH STUFF. NOW THAT LEADS US TO TOMMY; MY BEST FRIEND. When Diane introduced me to him, we quickly became kindred spirits. WHEN I WAS WITH TOMMY WE BOTH BECAME TEN YEARS OLD. WE WOULD PADDLE AROUND THE COVE ON SEBAGO AND PRETEND WE WERE EXPLORERS IN SOME REMOTE LOCATION I N SEARCH OF THE ELUSIVE LARGE MOUTH BASS. THEY sometimes WOULD ATTACK US SO WE HAD TO PADDLE OUT OF THE AREA AND SNEAK UP ON THEM AGAIN to CATCH THEM, BECAUSE THE BASS WERE NO MATCH FOR THE TWO GREATEST FISHERMEN IN THE WORLD. He loved to make up strange games while we fished and he liked to have themes for our trips, like “Arnold Schwarzenegger” weekend when he would talk like “Ahnald” all weekend. Then there were the “Sammy Davis”, “Frank Sinatra”, “Jacques Cousteau”, and “Marvin the Martian” weekends, and so many more. I KNOW I WILL STILL CATCH FISH BUT IT SURE WON’T EVER BE AS MUCH FUN. I KNOW COME ICE OUT MY BEST FRIEND WILL NOT BE DOWN AT THE DOCK. He will be fishing with our dads and friends that passed on before him. I find comfort in knowing when it comes time to retire my fishing pole, my best friend Tommy will be there to greet me. Tom Guzinski may have been my brother-in-law, but “Tommy” was my best friend. He was a man with dedication and loyalty to family like no one else I have ever met. Tom’s family was all inclusive – he had his immediate family, his work family, and his soccer, fishing, and hunting families. He found time to love them all.
Tom was a talented carpenter and with his attention to detail, everything always came out right. “Attention to Detail” – we could all have a little fun now and then with that particular trait of his. WHEN DIANE AND I WERE IN SEARCH FOR A FIREPLACE MANTEL WITH NO SUCCESS IN TWO YEARS, TOM SAID LET ME DO ONE, IT WILL BE FUN. I FOUND A HAND HEWN BEAM FROM AN ANTIQUE SHOP ON THE COAST OF MAINE AND HE BEGAN TO WORK ON IT. HE HAD 8 HOURS LABOR ON IT AND was DOING WELL. MY NEIGHBOR PULLS UP AND SAYS TOM WHAT ARE YOU DOING. HE SAID, IM TRYING TO TURN THIS EXPLETIVE PIECE OF WOOD INTO A MANTEL. MY NEIGHBOR SAID THAT’S TOO BAD. I HAVE A DOUGLAS FIR BEAM THAT CAME OUT OF A BUILDING THAT WAS BUILT IN THE 1600’S AT MY HOUSE. TOM SAY’S CAN I SEE IT, SO MY NEIGHBOR WENT AND GOT IT. THIS BEAM LOOKED LIKE CRAP TO ME; IT WAS GRAY AND OLD AND DENTED. TOM TOOK ONE LOOK AT IT, AND THEN TOOK THE BEAM THAT HE SPENT 8 HOURS ON AND THREW IT AWAY. HE TURNED TO ME AND SAID, NOW THIS IS WHAT I CALL A PIECE OF WOOD.
NOW I DON’T NEED TO TELL ANYONE HERE WHAT THAT MANTEL LOOKS LIKE, BECAUSE BEING HERE YOU KNOW TOM, AND YOU KNOW PERFECTION WAS THE END RESULT OF ALL HIS PROJECTS.
TOM DEMONSTRATED love and daily dedication to HIS WIFE LYNNE IN A WAY THAT I ADMIRED. His children, Joel and Jillian, were the center of his world. WITH them HE HAD PATIENCE WITH ALL THE BIG STUFF AND TRUTH BE TOLD A SHORT FUSE WITH THE SMALL STUFF.
TOM Loved and admired his Mother for her caring spirit. Mom can put others first, sometimes to a fault. While Tom loved his Dad, he was quite protective of “his” mom. TOM WAS LARGER THAN LIFE AND LOVED BEING STEVE AND MIKE’S BIG BROTHER. HE WAS VERY PROTECTIVE OF HIS OLDER SISTERS. NOW HE COULD SAY THINGS ABOUT THEM BUT NO ONE OUTSIDE THE inner CIRCLE BETTER SAY ANYTHING. HE WAS THE FUN UNCLE THAT MADE ALL THE NIECES AND NEPHEWS LAUGH AND DO FOOLISH STUFF.
NOW THAT LEADS US TO TOMMY; MY BEST FRIEND. When Diane introduced me to him, we quickly became kindred spirits. WHEN I WAS WITH TOMMY WE BOTH BECAME TEN YEARS OLD. WE WOULD PADDLE AROUND THE COVE ON SEBAGO AND PRETEND WE WERE EXPLORERS IN SOME REMOTE LOCATION I N SEARCH OF THE ELUSIVE LARGE MOUTH BASS. THEY sometimes WOULD ATTACK US SO WE HAD TO PADDLE OUT OF THE AREA AND SNEAK UP ON THEM AGAIN to CATCH THEM, BECAUSE THE BASS WERE NO MATCH FOR THE TWO GREATEST FISHERMEN IN THE WORLD. He loved to make up strange games while we fished and he liked to have themes for our trips, like “Arnold Schwarzenegger” weekend when he would talk like “Ahnald” all weekend. Then there were the “Sammy Davis”, “Frank Sinatra”, “Jacques Cousteau”, and “Marvin the Martian” weekends, and so many more. I KNOW I WILL STILL CATCH FISH BUT IT SURE WON’T EVER BE AS MUCH FUN. I KNOW COME ICE OUT MY BEST FRIEND WILL NOT BE DOWN AT THE DOCK. He will be fishing with our dads and friends that passed on before him. I find comfort in knowing when it comes time to retire my fishing pole, my best friend Tommy will be there to greet me.

]]> Comment on Guzinski, Thomas by Diane Potvin http://www.nicholsfuneralhome.com/obituaries/guzinski-thomas.html/comment-page-1#comment-1416 Diane Potvin Sun, 07 Mar 2010 14:52:01 +0000 http://www.nicholsfuneralhome.com/?p=1620#comment-1416 This entry is the best way I know how to honor Tom's memory. Each of Tom's 2 brothers and 2 sisters were honored to speak at his funeral service. My husband, Gary, and Eric Porter also touched our hearts with their words. I'm still in shock, but my heart goes out to Joel, Jilly and Lynne. I’m Gary’s wife, Diane, as well as Tom’s “Sister # 2 My little brother Tommy brought a lot of excitement into my life. As a child, he was King of the neighborhood and, ultimately, a life long friend and mentor. He liked to swim in the puddle on the side of the road when it rained. He was fearless and sometimes, that was a little scary. He had more trips than any of us to the Emergency Room for stitches. I could usually outrun him, but occasionally he hit THE bull’s eye; like the tomato to my forehead from ½ a football field away. Tom and I developed a special friendship during our time together at UNH. That’s when I enjoyed his humor, love and companionship on a daily basis. We shared friends with each other, with Tommy acting like a protective big brother. Every guy in his “Animal House” dorm knew that they had to treat “Tom’s sister” with a special level of respect. I had the privilege of sharing in some of Tommy’s greatest adventures, including our success in starting “snow ball wars” in the Quad, during his freshman year. Tom loved to laugh. Our daughter, Jackie looked forward to cuddling with her Uncle Tom and watching ”Funniest Home Videos. “ with him. I had the privilege of spending more time with Tom, because of his friendship with my husband, Gary. In addition to their fishing and hunting outings, we enjoyed many days on our boat, where our families could relax and enjoy each other My in-laws adopted Tom as their own. In fact, when I brought our Mom up to the Potvin Farm a couple of years ago, Gary’s Dad, Pete, announced that “Tom’s Mom” had arrived. (I refrained from reminding him that she was my mother, too.) Tom made a special effort to be supportive of Gary’s Mom when Pete passed away last Easter. Even before Tom’s illness, I couldn’t visit the Farm without them asking if I had talked to Tom lately. Our Mom and Dad carefully and patiently raised Tom to become an outstanding man. My Mom volunteered as a Catechism teacher and ensured that the kids understood that God’s love is a gift to each of them and not something they have to earn by following a set of rules. She made sure that they understood that all they had to do was open their hearts to Him. Tom actively lived the commandment of, “Honor thy Mother and Father”. He was fiercely protective of our Mother and didn’t hesitate to share any concerns he had about her wellbeing. I was sometimes a recipient of Tom’s concerns. He was passionately proud of Joel and Jilly. He loved them dearly, while actively preparing them to leave the nest and live their own lives. It was clear that he worked to instill in them the same sense of family as he held. I believe that Tom had an inner sense of God’s love for him, just as he always knew that our Mom and Dad loved him unconditionally. I didn’t expect to lose him so quickly, and pray that we can all lean on God’s comfort and courage in knowing that Tom is in God’s arms, with Grampy, Arthur and Pete. This entry is the best way I know how to honor Tom’s memory. Each of Tom’s 2 brothers and 2 sisters were honored to speak at his funeral service. My husband, Gary, and Eric Porter also touched our hearts with their words. I’m still in shock, but my heart goes out to Joel, Jilly and Lynne.

I’m Gary’s wife, Diane, as well as Tom’s “Sister # 2

My little brother Tommy brought a lot of excitement into my life. As a child, he was King of the neighborhood and, ultimately, a life long friend and mentor. He liked to swim in the puddle on the side of the road when it rained. He was fearless and sometimes, that was a little scary. He had more trips than any of us to the Emergency Room for stitches. I could usually outrun him, but occasionally he hit THE bull’s eye; like the tomato to my forehead from ½ a football field away.
Tom and I developed a special friendship during our time together at UNH. That’s when I enjoyed his humor, love and companionship on a daily basis. We shared friends with each other, with Tommy acting like a protective big brother. Every guy in his “Animal House” dorm knew that they had to treat “Tom’s sister” with a special level of respect. I had the privilege of sharing in some of Tommy’s greatest adventures, including our success in starting “snow ball wars” in the Quad, during his freshman year.
Tom loved to laugh. Our daughter, Jackie looked forward to cuddling with her Uncle Tom and watching ”Funniest Home Videos. “ with him. I had the privilege of spending more time with Tom, because of his friendship with my husband, Gary. In addition to their fishing and hunting outings, we enjoyed many days on our boat, where our families could relax and enjoy each other
My in-laws adopted Tom as their own. In fact, when I brought our Mom up to the Potvin Farm a couple of years ago, Gary’s Dad, Pete, announced that “Tom’s Mom” had arrived. (I refrained from reminding him that she was my mother, too.) Tom made a special effort to be supportive of Gary’s Mom when Pete passed away last Easter. Even before Tom’s illness, I couldn’t visit the Farm without them asking if I had talked to Tom lately.
Our Mom and Dad carefully and patiently raised Tom to become an outstanding man. My Mom volunteered as a Catechism teacher and ensured that the kids understood that God’s love is a gift to each of them and not something they have to earn by following a set of rules. She made sure that they understood that all they had to do was open their hearts to Him. Tom actively lived the commandment of, “Honor thy Mother and Father”. He was fiercely protective of our Mother and didn’t hesitate to share any concerns he had about her wellbeing. I was sometimes a recipient of Tom’s concerns.
He was passionately proud of Joel and Jilly. He loved them dearly, while actively preparing them to leave the nest and live their own lives. It was clear that he worked to instill in them the same sense of family as he held. I believe that Tom had an inner sense of God’s love for him, just as he always knew that our Mom and Dad loved him unconditionally. I didn’t expect to lose him so quickly, and pray that we can all lean on God’s comfort and courage in knowing that Tom is in God’s arms, with Grampy, Arthur and Pete.

]]> Comment on DeLucia, Mary Anne by Jannette Glancy http://www.nicholsfuneralhome.com/obituaries/delucia-mary-anne.html/comment-page-1#comment-1415 Jannette Glancy Sun, 07 Mar 2010 13:58:08 +0000 http://www.nicholsfuneralhome.com/?p=1646#comment-1415 Michael and Gail: We are so sorry to hear that Mary Anne has passed away. Please accept our sincere sympathy to you and the DeLucia families. Sincerely, Jannette and Jack Glancy Michael and Gail:
We are so sorry to hear that Mary Anne has passed away. Please accept our sincere sympathy to you and the DeLucia families.
Sincerely,
Jannette and Jack Glancy

]]> Comment on DeLucia, Mary Anne by John & Franny Gouveia http://www.nicholsfuneralhome.com/obituaries/delucia-mary-anne.html/comment-page-1#comment-1414 John & Franny Gouveia Sun, 07 Mar 2010 09:35:29 +0000 http://www.nicholsfuneralhome.com/?p=1646#comment-1414 Richard, Ricky, Matthew & family "We know for certain that we never lose the people we love, even to death. They continue to participate in every act, thought and decision we make. Their love leaves an indelible imprint in our memories. We find comfort in knowing that our lives have been enriched by having shared their love" MaryAnne was a kind & wonderful person and we are all better for knowing & loving her. She will truly be missed. You are all in our thoughts & prayers. Cousin Franny & Framily Richard, Ricky, Matthew & family

“We know for certain that we never lose the people we love, even to death. They continue to participate in every act, thought and decision we make. Their love leaves an indelible imprint in our memories. We find comfort in knowing that our lives have been enriched by having shared their love”

MaryAnne was a kind & wonderful person and we are all better for knowing & loving her. She will truly be missed. You are all in our thoughts & prayers.

Cousin Franny & Framily

]]> Comment on Varney, Richard by Patricia Varney http://www.nicholsfuneralhome.com/obituaries/varney-richard.html/comment-page-1#comment-1413 Patricia Varney Sat, 06 Mar 2010 19:12:40 +0000 http://www.nicholsfuneralhome.com/?p=1577#comment-1413 Dear Dad, I wanted to wish HAPPY 81 ST BIRTHDAY TODAY!!! I am sad you are not hear to celebrate with you. I still miss you so so much and love you very much. It has been so long since i saw you or heard your voice i miss it so much. We were best buddie's you helped me, matt and nicole with everything it is so hard and different without. It is not getting any easier either i think it is getting harder..... Well Dad have a great Birthday I love you Your best bud and Daughter Patty xoxoxoxoxoxo Dear Dad,
I wanted to wish HAPPY 81 ST BIRTHDAY TODAY!!! I am sad you are not hear to celebrate with you. I still miss you so so much and love you very much. It has been so long since i saw you or heard your voice i miss it so much. We were best buddie’s you helped me, matt and nicole with everything it is so hard and different without. It is not getting any easier either i think it is getting harder….. Well Dad have a great Birthday I love you Your best bud and Daughter Patty xoxoxoxoxoxo

]]> Comment on DeLucia, Mary Anne by Pauline Lane http://www.nicholsfuneralhome.com/obituaries/delucia-mary-anne.html/comment-page-1#comment-1412 Pauline Lane Fri, 05 Mar 2010 03:05:33 +0000 http://www.nicholsfuneralhome.com/?p=1646#comment-1412 We are so sorry for your loss of Mary Anne. Gentleness & sweetness. That seems to sum up her whole personality. I will always remember our lunch hours together at TJ's and her love of shopping. I am so glad I got to see her at Patti's retirement celebration at St. E's. God Bless you Mary Ann! We are so sorry for your loss of Mary Anne. Gentleness & sweetness. That seems to sum up her whole personality. I will always remember our lunch hours together at TJ’s and her love of shopping. I am so glad I got to see her at Patti’s retirement celebration at St. E’s. God Bless you Mary Ann!

]]> Comment on DeLucia, Mary Anne by Gleason family http://www.nicholsfuneralhome.com/obituaries/delucia-mary-anne.html/comment-page-1#comment-1411 Gleason family Fri, 05 Mar 2010 00:45:51 +0000 http://www.nicholsfuneralhome.com/?p=1646#comment-1411 It is safe to say, that I am completely speechless. My heart aches for the whole family and all of her friends. I guess my clearest memory of Maryanne, is how much she missed and loved her grandchildren. She was an example to all grandparents , on enjoying them each and every day. So, thank you for giving her that chance. God has some really nice people with him now. anita It is safe to say, that I am completely speechless. My heart aches for the whole family and all of her friends. I guess my clearest memory of Maryanne, is how much she missed and loved her grandchildren. She was an example to all grandparents , on enjoying them each and every day. So, thank you for giving her that chance.

God has some really nice people with him now. anita

]]> Comment on DeLucia, Mary Anne by Carol Gardner http://www.nicholsfuneralhome.com/obituaries/delucia-mary-anne.html/comment-page-1#comment-1410 Carol Gardner Thu, 04 Mar 2010 19:20:11 +0000 http://www.nicholsfuneralhome.com/?p=1646#comment-1410 Richard, Ricky, Matthew & Family: Mary Anne will truly be missed by everyone. She was such a compassionate and loving lady, always with a compliment when she spoke with you. I know the sadness you all feel. Please find peace in your memories and smile often when you think of her. She will never be forgotten as long as you carry her in your hearts forever. Love, Carol Richard, Ricky, Matthew & Family:

Mary Anne will truly be missed by everyone. She was such a compassionate and loving lady, always with a compliment when she spoke with you.

I know the sadness you all feel. Please find peace in your memories and smile often when you think of her. She will never be forgotten as long as you carry her in your hearts forever.

Love,
Carol

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