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January 10, 2013
What a wonderfully written obituary and life story. To Michael and Richard, and your families, my sympathies. I have kept a photo the two of you, your father, Neil, and my dog, Vito, by a Montana campfire, on my dresser, for many years. Your father had a great smile and sense of humor.
December 31, 2012
I had the pleasure to meet Mike 25+ years ago when he was visiting Rich in Helena, MT. He was the epitome of a hard-working, no-nonsense family man. He was an enjoyment to visit with and gain insight into the root of the values instilled in his son. I'm honored to have met him and grateful for my on-going friendship with his family.
December 19, 2012
Rest in piece Mike and thank you for your service to our country...
December 15, 2012
After reading Mike's life story so beautifully written, I feel I can glimpse a life well lived to the fullest. Although your loss may feel acute, know that you carry many of his best qualities with you: Adventuresome spirit, knowledge of duty, optimistic outlook linked with humor---they're reflected both in you and your girls.
December 14, 2012
Mike & Richard:

So sorry to hear about your dad. He lived a great life.
December 13, 2012
My father in law was like no other. He seemed to know everyone and everything in Cos Cob. I enjoyed my visits from Montana because I got carted around from Scarpelli's to his favorite haunts on the avenue to Island Beach park to the fish market. It was always an adventure with Mike and the food was always good. In return, Mike was a good sport on all his visits to Montana. He camped and fished and boated and hiked and swam in 50 degree water like a kindrid spirit. He would say with a wink: "I can't wait to get back to civilization," but I know he was secretly having the time of his life. Mike knew how to have a good time and enjoy life to its full extent. We will miss him dearly.
December 13, 2012
Papa
by Grace Fiorita November, 2012
I see
His cheeks flushed
Ruddy, beneath thinned skin
The veins trickling warmly through his worn face.
The small smile, dry lips
lifted on the left
His grin always told me he had a story
Dark eyes sweetly winking
Twinkling with a sharp wit,
He sees
An old memory, a long river
In his mind. Whispering to me
Brows lifted, soft papery hair swept
gently back, and his face is open.
He is a willow tree
Thin arms
Stirring, long, patient, withering,
Thick roots, his time was long
A song thrown to the sea
And his dust is gone. Lifted away,
but the roots remain, whispering to me
Not all that is gone is lost

In loving memory of Michael Sr. Fiorito
Passed away on November 26, 2012
December 13, 2012
Michael, Richard, the entire family & friends -

It was a special privilege to have experienced many quality moments with a great man. From a young age I developed respect for his values, views of life & quick wit which never diminished. His journey from Italy, battles in WWII, raising a family in Cos Cob, competing on the golf course, and the challenges of growing old never slowed him down. He prevailed with dignity and honor.
December 12, 2012
I am so sorry to hear of Mike's passing. He used to come down to Augie's (and a few times after they closed to the St. Lawrence club) and hang out and talk with everyone! He was the nicest man! I am so happy to have been able to spend many nights talking with him! I know that my mom & dad (who passed in 2010)also enjoyed seeing/talking to him as well. Mike will be missed for sure!
December 12, 2012
Michael and Richard, My condolences on the loss of your Father.
December 12, 2012
Dad was the best. I encourage you to sign the Guest Book as dad would want us to keep enjoying each others company. Feel free to contact me and let us keep the torch lit for one more year!
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