Alphonse Menanno Obituary

A resident of Granada Hills, age 88, died Tuesday, September 7, 2010. Born in Riccia, Italy, Alphonse was the oldest of two boys. He was raised in Jeanette, Pennsylvania, by his parents, John and Carmela Menanno. Alphonse was preceded in death by his wife, Ethel; his parents; one grandchild, Tamika Roske; and brother, Eugene Menanno. Alphonse was a dedicated father and husband, married for 59 years. He was an avid airplane modeler and member of the San Valeers Airplane Club. He was a founding parishioner of St. John Baptist De La Salle in Granada Hills. Alphonse served in both WWII and the Korean War. Alphonse leaves behind all of his 13 children: John, Anna, Gino, Renee, Lisa, Guy, Mark, Carmel, Frank, Clare, Mario, Neal, and Alfons; 26 grandchildren; and one great granddaughter. Services are on Sunday, September 12, 2010, at St. John Baptist De La Salle Church in Granada Hills. Viewing at 4:30pm. Funeral Mass at 5:30pm, followed by a reception. In lieu of flowers, please make donations to St. John Baptist De La Salle in memory of Alphonse A. Menanno for the Parish Ministries. UTTER McKINLEY SAN FERNANDO MISSION MORTUARY Mission Hills (818) 361-4751

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Published by Los Angeles Daily News on Sep. 11, 2010.

Memories and Condolences
for Alphonse Menanno

5 Entries

Patricia Moffa

September 16, 2010

Our deepest sympathies to the entire Menanno clan on the loss of your father. Both he and your mother were very special people. They touched many lives including those of their Canadian cousins. We still remember their first visit to Montreal with their mother, Zia Carmela, and the first 5 children who arrived at our house asleep in the back of a big station wagon. We had a great time and although we never met the rest of the children, we did receive pictures of all of you over the years from Ethel. Your parents have left a wonderful legacy and I'm sure they are missed. Our thoughts and prayers are with you.
Salvatore and Concetta Moffa and their daughters--Jo and Pat

Summer 2002 in Montreal

Josie Ciccotelli

September 15, 2010

To the Menanno family, our sincere condolences on the loss of your father. May you find comfort in knowing that he is reunited with his soulmate, Ethel.

It was such a pleasure to meet both Al and Ethel when they dropped in to visit the Montreal cousins in the Summer of 2002. I was amazed with the energy that both Al and Ethel had to undertake such a long road trip to meet up with cousins they had not seen since the early 1960's. Ethel shared with us photos that Eugene Menanno had taken in the 1950's of our parents and other family members in Riccia. We have very fond memories of the gift of their visit that summer.

Attached is a photo of Al and Ethel with my late father Salvatore (and his grandkids) taken during their visit.

Josie Ciccotelli, Alex Di Palma and family

Carmela Ciccotelli

September 14, 2010

Like my Siter-in-Law and Brother . I have fond memories of meeting your Parents when they visited Montreal. They were both so special.My Father
(Salvatore)was so happy to see his Cousin Alfonso after so many years. I am so grateful that he had that chance before he passed away. My deepest sympathies. I am sure Ethel and Alfonso have been reunited and are watching over all of you.

Carmela Ciccotelli and Family
MOntreal, QC

Claudia Campoli

September 14, 2010

Our deepest condolences to the Menanno family
My father in law and Alfonso were cousins,your parents actually came down to Montreal, Quebec, Canada I believe back in 2000, it was so nice to have gotten the chance to meet them.
Claudia & Andrea Ciccotelli

Lisa Menanno

September 12, 2010

Good evening brothers, sisters, aunts, nieces, nephews, cousins and friends. My regrets I am unable to attend my father's service today, but know that I am here in spirit and wish to say a few things about the greatest man I ever knew.
I'll begin by sharing, with very fond memories, how much our summer trips meant when I was young, traveling around in the Greenbrier van. They brought back some great laughs when a few years back the â€œpaddleâ€� was discovered, and we all knew what that meant. It had the names of all the kids with little check marks next to them indicating a spank on the behind. Proper discipline was definitely a part of our lives; and it made us the decent and respecting children we are today.
The three personal things I wish to share have stayed with me all my life, and will continue until it's my time to join my parents. Growing up in such a large family, and especially being one of the oldest and my mother relying on me for so much, I didn't always feel special. But these situations captured my love permanently for my Dad and Mom.
When I was 8 years old and in second grade, I asked if I could join the softball team at De La Salle, knowing it meant the expense of a baseball mitt. My Dad took me; just I, not the whole clan, and we went to the sporting good store that use to be in the shopping center at Balboa & Devonshire decades ago. It was such a memorable time as we checked out all the different styles and he shared stories with me. He bought me the nicest, softest mitt you could ever imagine, which is in my closet today and Mason has used as well! Afterward, he took me for ice cream at Baskin & Robbins. It was such a special feeling to have this time with my Dad when I sometimes felt so lost in such a huge family.
When I was 14 and received my confirmation at De La Salle, I had previously expressed to my mother that I was at the age to start shaving my legs and under arms. She didn't give me much hope that I'd get what I wanted, a brand new electric shaver, but on that day, she had asked my Dad to go to Fedco (all you old timers remember our beloved departments stores Fedco and Cal's, right?!), and he bought me a lime green electric ladies Schick shaver. I was so touched that my Dad, of all people, went and got it, and of course that my Mom had made quite a surprise for me. That shaver is still with me today too, in my bathroom cabinet!
Last, many years ago, I think I was out of high school, but before I moved to Northern California in 1981 and my Dad asked me to get something out of his wallet. When I opened it, there was a picture of me from my 9th grade school photo. Me! Not all the other siblings! I asked him why he had a photo of me and none of the other kids, and he told me that I was the most special to him. Now, of course, I knew that all 13 children were the most special to him, but for him to tell me this, it touched me in a way I can never express and has stayed with me forever.
There are so many other stories I could share, like how he taught me to change my oil, change a tire, change my brakes, and how he loved my cooking and taking him out to lunch at Weiler's Deli was always a foodie-treat, and of course the dozens of times I'd just show up at Pierce College and we'd hang out in the auto shop, but I'll save those stories for another time.
Thank you for all of your love throughout my lifetime Dad. You will always be remembered as that man that none other has been able to compare themselves to. For me, you stand on the highest pedestal.
Child #5, Daughter #3,
Lisa

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