To know Anthony is to know that his family was his entire world. A devoted son and brother, friend, and then later a loving husband, father, and grandfather. His family (immediate, extended, and friends) was his most cherished gift. A phone call to Anthony would always include him talking forever about his wife Anna or boasting about the accomplishments of his daughter and grandson.
Holidays were spent around the table enjoying a meal and time together as a family. Dad was always up for a great meal whether that was a BBQ in the summer prepared by his son-law who was more like a son to him or the feast of the seven fishes at Christmas. While dad was sick for many years, he still pursued his passions in life in some form or another. Photography, jazz music, watching the Travel Channel or WW2 documentaries in honor of his father. Dad loved listening to jazz music and his absolute favorite was the Hammond B3 organ. An eternal animal lover for his entire life, Dad always loved watching his NY sports teams especially a great Yankees game as well as the summer and winter Olympics. In his early days before he got sick dad flew small engine planes recreationally, was an avid competitive bike rider often biking from Manhattan to Montauk on a given weekend and was a professional photographer.
Dad you will forever be in our hearts and your presence will be eternally felt. Finally, you are at peace and no longer suffering. Gone but never forgotten.