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Joseph Pisani Obituary
JOSEPH A. PISANI
AGE: 66 JACKSON TWP.
Joseph A. Pisani, 66, of Jackson Twp., NJ, passed away on Friday, December 3.. 2010, at Memorial Sloan-Kettering Cancer Center, New York. Mr. Pisani was born in Brooklyn, NY, and resided in Holmdel, before moving to Jackson Twp. 8 years ago. He was employed as an Executive Vice President for the Westchester Medical Center before his retirement in 2008. Prior to that he worked for the Staten Island University Medical Center and be was a partner with Arthur Anderson & Company, NYC, NY- for 20 years. Joseph was the past president of the Board at the Children's Psychiatric Center (C.P.C.) and the president of the Board at Westlake Golf & Country Club.
He was predeceased by his Parents, Aniello and Rita Pisani. He is survived by his Wife of 44 years, Doreen; his Son, Todd Pisani of Manahawkin, NJ; his Daughters, Lisa Joy Taylor of Brick, NJ, and Dawn Allyson Pons of Arlington, VA.; his Sister, Camille Dogery; and his Grandchildren, Miles C. Pisani, Kayla Jones, Matthew Pisani, Skylar A. Taylor, Tyler M. Ponns, and Sydney O. Pons.
Relatives and friends are respectfully invited to attend his Visitation on Monday, December 6, 2010, from 6-8 PM and on Tuesday, December 7, 2010, from 4-8 PM at THE GEORGE S. HASSLER FUNERAL HOME, 980 Bennetts Mills Rd., Jackson Twp., NJ 08527 (732-364-6808). His Funeral Service will be held on Wednesday, December 8, 2010, at 9AM at the funeral home. Entombment will follow in Woodbridge Memorial Gardens, Route 1, Woodbridge, NJ. In lieu of flowers, donations may be made in the memory of Joseph to CPC Behavioral Healthcare, Development Office, 10 industrial Way East, Eatontown, NJ 07724, 732-935-2222, and would be greatly appreciated. Shiva will be observed Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday afternoon. For further information and directions, please visit www.hasslerfuneralhome.com.
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Memories and Condolences
for Joseph Pisani
Dave & Maxine Birenkrant
November 29, 2025
November 29, 2025
While wounds may heal and memories may fade, you Joe will NEVER be forgotten. A broad
smile mixed with some tears comes rushing in as we cherish and remember the times we spent together.
Dave Birenkrant
December 4, 2024
Whoever coined the phrase time heals all wounds could not be more wrong. If that were the case Joe, tears would not appear every time I think of you. You made a distinct mark here on earth and on me as well. I hope you are still smiling that big smile and laughing that silly laugh. Miss you, my friend.
Rona Stein
December 1, 2024
Hi Joe. Think of you always. It is hard to believe that it was 25 years ago last week that you drove me to my wedding in your classic orange and white car. I keep that picture on my desk and look at it often. Miss you Ron(a).
November 29, 2024
Joe's memories will be with all of us forever. What a great guy! We still miss him in our card games. Rest in peace Joe.
your friend, David Weger
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Rona stein
December 1, 2023
Hi Joe. This is the third time I am trying to send my message to you I hope you get this. It is so very hard to believe that it is 13 years since you were taken away from all of us so abruptly. I wish you were more of a procrastinator,like me. We would have had you with us a little longer. I think of you very often and miss you. I know I frustrated you when I didn´t live up to my capabilities and always appreciated your advice,knowing it was given with care and concern. Whenever I finish one of my sculptures or have a photograph hung up in the clubhouse I think "Joe would be proud of my accomplishment´s " Many of the people at Westlake still speak of you with admiration and fondness for the man you were and it makes me proud I still look for you in all the old familiar places and like to believe you will be back someday in one of your great grandchildren. Until we meet again know it was an and still is an honor to say you were my brother in law. Love you always. Ron(a)
Doreen Pisani
November 29, 2023
I'm so taken by reading friends loving words afer 13 years .
My girls are very verbal about Joe's passing & still can't believe that he's gone.
Life goes on, even though you lost someone that you loved & cared about for 50 years of your life.
But...its a different kind of life...it has a space that's missing...like a piece of a puzzle.
Nothing & noone can fill that space..ever!
Joe will never be forgotten...
I'm sad for him...that he missed so many specials times with his grandchildren & so many incredible accomplishments in their lives.
We all watched Planes. Trains & Automobiles on Thanksgiving in honor & in memory of Joe P.
His absolute favorite movie of all time.
We miss you & wish you were back here where you belong! Dor
Bella and Tony Baldo
November 29, 2023
Beautiful memories in the pictures Lisa sent of Joe with friends and family. Those memories will always be in your hearts. It´s certainly a very sad day of his passing. He will be missed by everyone who knew him.
Bella and Tony
Dave & Maxine Birenkrant
November 29, 2023
It has been nearly 13 years since Joe's passing and Max and I speak of him and miss him dearly. He was one of a kind!
janet smith
November 29, 2022
Hardly a day goes by that we don't think and talk about Joe and all the great times we shared. Hard to believe he is gone 12 yrs. now but never forgotten. xoxo Janet and Smitty
Camille DOGERY
November 29, 2022
Miss you my Dearest brother.I love you always.Miss you more.
Shirley Jerez
November 29, 2022
So much time has passed and time is so so precious. Now I look at your age, so so so young.
I will never forget all.our times together. You and Roger we're a great pair. Love you and miss you.
Shirley
Joyce M. Mione
December 3, 2021
Today, on the anniversary of Joe's passing, I think of him and remember the many, many years of friendship. We shared the best of times and the worst of times. I miss Joe and will hold those memories always.
Joyce Mione
November 30, 2020
On the upcoming anniversary of that very sad day, I just want to say that Joe was one of the most special men I have ever had the honor to call my friend. I have my favorite picture , which Doreen recently gave me, on my wall of Joe and I so many years ago. We all had so much fun together being young and carefree. I will forever remember Joe as a friend, my sons Godfather and one of the most intelligent men I ever met. Rest in peace Joe till we all meet again. Love, Joyce
Shirley Jerez
November 29, 2020
What great times we had . Buying ships , buying houses, LBI. Lots & lots of great memories. Miss you. Say hi to Roger. Love
Smitty, Janet, Mom and Dad
Lisa Taylor
December 12, 2011
Rhoda, Dad and Shep
Lisa Taylor
December 12, 2011
Nikki,Dad, Freddy and Mel
Lisa Taylor
December 12, 2011
The Family and Moms 60th
Lisa Taylor
December 12, 2011
Mom and Dad in Jamaica
Lisa Taylor
December 12, 2011
Smitty, Janet, Mom and Dad
December 12, 2011
Greg, Judy, Mom, Dawn, Dick and Dad
December 12, 2011
Dad, mom, Frank and Maria
December 12, 2011
Freddy, Smitty and Daddy Dancing
December 12, 2011
Dads one year Memorial Service
December 12, 2011
Uri, Sophie, Mom and Dad
December 12, 2011
Dad, Lisa and Dawn
December 12, 2011
Dad back in the day with Mel
December 12, 2011
Grampy and his Skylarwyler
December 12, 2011
Grampy and Miles
December 12, 2011
December 7, 2011
Dad,
This will be the last entry for your guestbook but it will be far from the last time you are thought of and missed. It has been a year since you have passed away and somehow I find myself STILL asking "did this REALLY happen" or "how could it be that my dad is gone". I know it sounds silly to say that after a year of "dealing" with your absence or should I say trying to "deal"! This has been a very very hard pill to swallow and I dont think anyone could EVER prepare you for losing your parent suddenly and unexpectedly.
I try to hold on to the good memories of you when you were happy and acting silly and not the way you suffered in the hospital your last two weeks on earth. With each passing day that gets a little easier, mostly because I have 41 years of memories to look back on and I thank god every day for giving me those years.
My only regret is that I may have taken many of those years spent with you for granted and not TOLD you more how much I appreciated you or SAID "I love you" instead of writing it in a card on special occasions. My solace comes from knowing that you and I both knew how much we were loved by the other, without it being said, sort of an "unspoken word" that we both understood! We were very much alike in that respect. Mommy, who is the total opposite, also understood that about the two of us and thankfully accepted it as part of who we were.
I want you to know that Sky is working so hard during her senior year right now...just the other day I hugged her and told her how proud I was of her, as she was pulling away (as you know she often does) she said "Why? Why are you proud of me?" I told her because she is working so hard to achieve her goals and be successful and it shows me that when she REALLY wants something she CAN and WILL do anything to make it happen. As I was saying those words I immediatley thought of you dad, knowing how PROUD, you too, would be of your little cookalooch. She is growing up and working really hard towards having a future that is BRIGHT by being both rewarding and fullfilling. I know you would be so pleased.
I will end this by saying you are loved and missed every single day dad, your legacy lives on in your children and grandchildren. I hope you get to see that from heaven and smile knowing how you impacted so many people your short time on this earth. You were a husband for 45 years, a father for 44, a grandfather for 20, and a son, brother and friend for a lifetime!
Love Always,
Your daughter
Lisa
August 25, 2011
Dear Joe
It is hard to comprehend what happened to you and/or why it happened. It is even more difficult to accept even after all these months.
I want to think that you were there, with all of us, on Sunday to celebrate your life and wish you a Happy Birthday. Everyone that spoke did so from the very core of their heart.
Joe, all the years that I knew you the pride that you felt for all of your academic achievements and work related accomplishments was evident when you spoke. I hope that in some way you now know that the true measure of a man is the impact they have on everyone that has the honor of knowing them. Yours was the total of all the small kindnesses you showed to all that you knew. The memories of your childhood friends, still so vividly recalled, the fun side of you, the advice you always gave so freely, the little things that you never gave a second thought to. The fact that you never thought of these things as being important makes you unique. Dor always said you were not a people person but you were and just didn't know it. We were made aware of this now from the outpouring of emotions, and remembrances in your guestbook on Legacy. The eloquent way in which everyone has spoken about you has been remarkable.
Joe, if it is at all possible,could you try to give Dor some sort of sign so that she knows you are with her and that you will find your way back to her and the kids. Some of us believe in this concept. However, Dor cannot wrap her arms around that way of thinking. I know if she could it would mean so much to her.
Dor is using every fiber of her being to muster up the strength to take baby steps each and every day so that she will, in time, be able to walk on her own and start her life anew without you by her side. She, as well as everyone else, is so proud of what she has accomplished over the past 8 1/2 months and how much she has grown in the process.
I miss you Joe. I look forward to,someday in the not too distant future, realizing that you are back in our lives. Until then I will continue to see you in all the old familiar places.
Love you.
Ron(a)
Camille Dogery
August 24, 2011
My Dear Brother , I hope you are at peace and watching over all who love you so. I am so sorry I could not speak on your birthday in front of all those who love and respect you.I couldn't muster up the strength to speak out loud without my emotions showing. All I keep remembering is my brother Joey and all the things we did together in life and all the things I wanted you to be there for. I know you can see us,but i wanted to see your face when you saw my granddaughter for the first time. She is a miracle to me and I hope she has your spirit within her. I miss you more than words can say and my heart is heavy.Dor is being very brave and the kids are trying to get a grip of things . We are all doing are best, but I have to tell you that losing you is devastating and time is the only thing that we can hope to heal us. I hope you are with Mom and Dad and Grandma and Grandpa and Myron and the rest who you have joined. I hope you have your own T.V. with your own remote because then I could have a vision of you relaxing and clicking away and watching something that makes you laugh uncontrollably. That thought gives me comfort. You are and always will be a part of me. I'll see you when I see you .LOVE Sis
August 23, 2011
Wow...I cannot believe that I have not had you in my sight for over eight months. That is just way too long for me to not hear your voice, feel your touch, inhale your fragrance, and love you the way i did for 50 years (44 of them married)You were my rock..and i was a pebble....but, now Joe P. I became a mountain and i am filling all the crevices and bumps along the way..so that i can get to the top and feel a sense of accomplishment and achievement. This has not been an easy task and its not something i ever wanted to do, not this way. It has been one heartwrenching hurdle after another...but I'm doing it...little by little. I'm a big girl now and i know how proud you would be of me. You are "My Man". I will try to carry on as you would want me to..i will be "The Wind Beneath Your Wings" and you will always be "The Man I Love"
Your Sweet P.
Todd Pisani
August 23, 2011
I am humbled by the words shared by others, and present my birthday poem by request:
daddy’s home
he’s a man this man my man
still there because we love him and miss him
and knowed him
such a long time
in the pictures on the pages on the phones
in our memories
he still smiles that smile and laughs that laugh
this man
the thing about him
more than any other thing about him
is how he stayed, he stayed through it all
like the captain of his ship
storm after storm plagued our shared seas
and there he stood at the helm
joe cool
he was a real jets fan
he came to visit me his last fathers day
at the farmers market
and stood there with me
loving how thrilled people got.
he talked excitedly to my customers
about the treats
as if he’d made them
himself
and he had
through me
this man my man
I missed so many of your memories
but I still have mine
the ones I do have
I hold them in my arms
like gathered fruits,
reaching down to bite them
when I need nourishment or a good cry.
and I missed so many birthday cakes
during those last lost years
so sad
but I’ll never miss another, dad
my man, he’s a man, this man.
all alone and all together now
we can hold hands and conjure him
right there as if
he’d never gone away at all.
taylor todd
8/20/11
August 23, 2011
August 23, 2011
When you were in body you spoke and often your words were pearls of wisdom. You laughed this hearty laugh and it was like no other. When family matters threatened to tear you apart you always found the common thread. When things went well for others you were the first to cheer. When things went badly you were there to encourage. Your innovative ideas and solution oriented persona allowed you to stick to your guns regardless of the opposition. While many in life can be classified as dreamers you my friend were a DOER. Your voice has been silenced for now but we see and hear you everywhere. While your earthly body is no longer, your good soul, spirit, and energy abound. You have touched so many, your fingerprints can be found everywhere. We the jury find you guilty of life. May you be sentenced to EVERLASTING PEACE.
Dave & Maxine Birenkrant
August 22, 2011
On August 20th,Joe's 67th birthday, friends and family gathered at his grave site to honor him. Doreen spoke straight from the heart, telling us how proud Joe would be if he would see how she is "taking charge". Todd read a poem which was so touching and asked that we sing "Happy Birthday", which we did. And as his friends and family spoke words of sadness, loss, emotions, I looked around and thought what an amazing testament to Joe and what incredible support for Dor and their children. Joe left his mark in this world and he made a difference. When you die you can take NOTHING with you but you CAN leave something. And Joe left his integrity, his sincerity, his words of wisdom, his friendship, his great laugh and so much more with all of us. Although Saturday was very sad, I loved the fact that we all were together to share our love and respect for a very special man. Thank you Dor for sharing Joe's birthday with us. Love Joyce (Joy a)
August 22, 2011
Hi Joe, Roger can not look at your picture with out saying"I can't believe he's gone,it breaks my heart" I had tto remoe all the pictures I had of you Dor. The group, our trip to buy a big yatch in FRance.Going to look at real estate to buy I never ooked at so many houses as we did with you.
I was up at your house recently. We layed on your bed to chat Sophie,Dor and I. I also slept on your side that night. It was almost like you were there saying,Oh sure take my side right over Ha Ha .
You are so missed. It's amazing how one person can affect sooo many people. It just goes to show what kind of a person you were. Love you and prY TO YOU EVERY DAY. SHIRLEY AND ROGER JEREZ
janet smith
August 21, 2011
Smitty and I were unable to attend. We all know that Joe would have been with us at the SOR Grand Opening today and would have been sooo proud. We think of Joe all the time and talk so very much about him. He was a very special part of our lives and we have so many wonderful memories. He was truly blessed to have such a loving family and many dear and devoted friends. We miss you. Love, Jan and Smitty
Lisa Taylor-Pisani
August 20, 2011
Happy Birthday Dad,
Today you would have been 67 years old, way too young to have been taken from us and be gone from this earth. There isnt a day that goes by that I dont think of you and feel total sadness and loss. Sometimes I still find myself unable to believe that you are actually gone. I am often shocked at what happened and that you lost your life so abruptly in such a horrible manner. It has been 8 months now and feel like it was yesterday that Dawn, Mommy and I were sitting vigil by your bedside, talking to you, singing to you, reading to you and most of all rooting for you to pull through. I am so sorry dad that you had to go through what you did and that you are not here with us. I miss you every single day. We have been looking at colleges with Sky and your absence is felt each and every time we enter a new campus. THIS WASNT SUPPOSED TO BE DONE WITHOUT YOU DAD....You were supposed to be here to share in this time with us and help us get through it all. Your friends have all been amazing, helping mommy and me get through it all. You really were a terrific guy and it shows by how much you meant to every one who knew you. There were 24 people there today to honor and celebrate the day of your birth and I couldnt have been prouder to be witness to the tributes to you. I love you dad and I miss you more than words could ever express. My heart still aches every day and I hope one day I will not feel so "broken". I hope I will be able to get through this difficult time and one day be able to look back and smile and be happy that I got to spend 41 years of my life having you as "my dad".
May 5, 2011
Every so often I open Joe's guest book and read everyone's feelings and thoughts and each time I read them, tears roll down my face... memories overcome me from our childhood until not too long ago ..Joe's laugh, Joe's smile, Joe's Carvel, Joe's love for his family & friends. A great memory we will always have is Doreen & Joe's beautiful, spacious Holmdel home. We had many parties and occasions celebrated at Huntley Rd. and they were great times thanks to Dor & Joe who opened their home so graciously to all of us....We miss you so much Joe, you can't even imagine. We love you, Elyse & Ralph
Lisa Taylor
May 3, 2011
Dad,
As of today May 3 you have been gone from us for 5 months, it's hard to believe since the pain is still so raw. It feels like it was just yesterday that we said goodbye to you. I miss you so much dad, I was talking to Dawnie yesterday and we both agreed it was so much easier for us to think that when you are not around you are just at the clubhouse playing cards or at a meeting or out driving in your convertible playing your 50's music. We know that isnt the case but it sure is nice to imagine that even for just a moment. I feel like my head is in a dark cloud and no matter what I do or where I go the cloud follows me. I know you wouldnt want me or any of us to feel so sick and sad all the time but it is so so hard without you here. Sky is getting ready to go to her first prom this Friday and look at colleges this summer. These are things that you were supposed to be here to see and enjoy and to help us with, well not prom but college for sure! There is a hole in our lives that will never be filled. Sky misses you so much, she doesnt even want to talk about you being gone, you were the only positive male role model she ever knew and now your gone, I know she is devastated but holds everything inside. I tell her all the time that you are watching over her and she can talk to you to help ease the pain. She just shakes her head "no". I know I am writing this letter to you as though you can read it and I also know thats "crazy" but it makes me feel a tiny sense of calmness in this crazy emotional rollercoaster that we are all experiencing. Mommy misses you so much and it breaks my heart to see her so sad, she, as well as the rest of us are all trying to figure out "who" we are without you. You, my dear father were the "anchor" of the Pisani crew and we are lost right now. My hope is, in time that we will figure out how to go on without you. I love you dad and miss you every single second of every single day. My heart is still broken!
Joyce Mione
February 3, 2011
February 3, 2011
Today marks the second month since we lost a wonderful and very special man. There is not a day that goes by that we do not think of Joe, speak about him or remember a long and cherished friendship. Dor is trying very hard to do her best to carry on for herself and her family. And she will! His children are being very supportive and loving and are a living testament to what Joe taught by example. I have recently looked at photos of us so many, many years ago. We were so young and laughed so hard (until we cried). Dor, remember the chinese food dinner on East 3rd Street?? I wanted to mark this day by saying once again what an incredible man Joe was-so much integrity-so much intelligence. "Death ends a life, not a relationship", a quote by Robert Benchley says it all. So, for all of us, our relationships with Joe will go on through our memories. I will always remember, Love, Joyce (Joy) as Joe called me.
January 31, 2011
Dor: Thank you for suggesting that I visit Joe's Guest Book, thus giving me an opportunity to read the extraordiary expressions of love and admiration that so many people shared with you. There isn't much more that I can add that hasn't already been written except to tell you of the great respect and the high esteem that I felt for Joe. His knowledge, wisdom and insight served as a guide and an influence that would stay with me long after we worked together. Joe's high regard and respect for others was part of his being and a quality that made him a great leader and administrator. His friendship touched us all and our time together with the two of you will always be cherished. Michele and I send our love and our sincerest condolences to you and your children and grandchildren. He was a great person and, as Lisa wrote, the smartest man I knew. Love, Tony (and Michele) Ferreri, Staten Island, New York
Mom and Dad at a party
January 24, 2011
Camille Dogery
January 23, 2011
My Dear Brother Joey,As I read all these beautiful sentiments that friends and family have written to you and about you ,I realize something important to your life. When we were kids you had dreams of becoming successful and wealthy. You worked very hard and studied very hard to achieve that. But what you achieved was so much more. You were a GOOD man, humble with great values and integrity.A man who people could trust unquestionably.Just a good human being that I was so proud of and Mom And Dad were beaming with pride. You did them so proud.Your legacy exceeded your dreams. I always thought you would make a great President (our JFK)but actually you achieved so much more with great adulation and respect from all who knew you.All this with Doreen by your side.We will all go on with broken hearts and cracked spirits,even though we know you are with Mom and Dad and all loved ones who passed.You are an angel now and I know you will be great at that too. Love You Forever...Sis
Lynne (Gabriel) Minore
January 14, 2011
It is with great sadness that I sign this guest Book. Doreen, what can I say, I learned at an early age what love really is from watching you and Joe! My condolences to all of you.
Love, Cousin Lynne
Another shot of Dad, at Papa Ganache
Todd P
January 10, 2011
Dad at Papa opening!
Todd P
January 10, 2011
January 9, 2011
January 11, 2010
Dear Dorene @ Family
As many of your friends and relatives have shared Joe was not only an extremely itelligent man but a "mensch" who we thoroughly enjoyed being with.
Although we did not see him often our dinners together were always warm and stimulating as well.
We normally ended up closing the restaurant after dining and talking for three hours or more.
Our talks consisted of our children,grandchildren and ultimately ended in lengthy business discussions and politics and he sure had an opinion.
Fortunately our view were similiar...i cant imagine having to debate him..
i would not have had a chance.
Dorene...you and Joe have shared decades of each others company, sharing laughter and tears , recalling life's events both good and bad.
Voicing opinions, concerns,fears and caring for each other.
As this terrible event unfolded you showed unbelievable strength, dignity,courage and devotion.
You are a strong women and have an encredible support stystem surrounding you.
We love you and our prayers and thoughts are with you.
Always,
Mazi @ Ray
Todd P
January 6, 2011
I am sitting here in the dark crying reading these wonderful messages, and realizing more than ever how easy it is to be special in this world, and how unique it is to actually do it. For my dad did not try to be anything other than what he was, and yet he touched so many so profoundly. To me, he was just my dad. Just the guy who warned me, who guided me, who tried to help me be normal so I wouldn't have the hardships. He was just the guy who taught me the skills I have for pushing gently with force and intelligence to get the phone company to do the right thing, get the install done and give a proper rebate. he was just the guy who when I told him about my separation, he sounded and was truly sad for me that I had to undergo such tribulation. He just was just the guy that was there for everybody around him in ways that we are all thankful for and miss, and I keep dreaming him and wishing I told him more when he was still here listening. Brad said your dad would want you to get past this and not beat yourself up so I am trying but I'll be honest I keep crying and wishing I'd done better, and i keep worrying that i won't be man enough to honor him the way I should. but I will try, dad, I promise. Thanks to all for the amazing sentiments which are most comforting to our family in this time of what is an unfathomable loss. I love you mom, dad, lisa, and dawn. and I am so sorry...especially for our loss.
January 6, 2011
From the minute I met you two (Doreen and Joe) I felt like we were family. Thank you for being so kind and loving to me. Thank you for letting me be a part of such a special family. Thank you for sharing a ton of laughs,meals, and good times in Jamaica too. Gone too soon, but never out of the memories of those who knew you and loved you. All my love to my dear close friends, Marnee
Out for dinner in Greece
Lisa Taylor
January 5, 2011
Mom, Isabel, Dave, Max and Dad...again, BEAUTIFUL view behind them!
Lisa Taylor
January 5, 2011
Mom and Dad in Greece
Lisa Taylor
January 5, 2011
Look at that view behind them...WOW
Lisa Taylor
January 5, 2011
"The Gang" out to eat in Greece
Lisa Taylor
January 5, 2011
Dave, Gary and Joe
Lisa Taylor
January 5, 2011
Joe, Gary, Isabel, Dor, Dave and Max in Greece
Lisa Taylor
January 5, 2011
Dad, Gary and Dave in Greece
Lisa Taylor
January 5, 2011
Dad and Mom in Greece
Lisa Taylor
January 5, 2011
Edward Stein
January 3, 2011
Dear Dor
I met you and Joe only 12 years ago when I started to date Rona. Joe was always someone that you could easily talk to on just about any subject and know that if he stated a fact that it was correct and you didn't need to question it. I admired his love of family and friends which was always evident when you would see him with your grandchildren and when the both of you entertained in your home. I regret that I did not get to spend a lot of time with Joe and I will miss the times that we did have together watching the ball games or some silly movie. You are a strong person and I am sure that in time you will be okay.
Love,
Ed
Nancy & Freddy Boyar
January 3, 2011
It’s been one month since the passing of our dearest friend, Joey. His illness and his death still seem unreal. What is real are all the good times we shared and all the wonderful memories and photographs we have to reflect upon. We have known Joey for most of our lives. We will treasure every smile, laugh, tear, joy, discussion and debate we ever had together. He was a great friend and advisor and told Nancy “like it was” not “what she wanted to hear”. He used to say “it doesn’t matter if people like you they just have to respect you.” Those words rang in her ear all through her career. He was thrilled every time she got promoted, but after 22 years, encouraged Nancy to retire.
Most people were aware that Joey had much professional success. He reached the highest levels of corporate America. However, those who really knew him realized he was as comfortable sitting in his living room watching The Three Stooges on TV as sitting at the head of the table in the Corporate Board Room.
Joey was excited when we bought a shiny red used Porsche and devastated when Nancy totaled it. Fred always looked forward to going to the Antique Car shows with Joey and Smitty. They were spectators with a ringside seat next to Joey watching his enthusiasm as the classic cars rolled by. His love for cars was contagious.
We will miss everything about Joey but will put the special moments we shared in the place of our grief. He would not want to see us in sorrow. We know that God had a plan and that Joey is in a peaceful place. He will always be loved and respected.
Elyse & Ralph Castaldo
January 3, 2011
Dor & Joe, our families have been friends as long as I can remember and we have been truly blessed to have so many great memories and wonderful times together. Joe, we always loved you and admired you and we always will.
January 3, 2011
After reading all the beautiful writings, I guess my situation with Joe was unique. For over 35 years, we've been phone buddies. Yep, have probably seen and spent time with him, not more than I can count on one hand and yet I do consider what we had as a friendship.
Dor and I have been friends that long, but shortly afterwards I moved to California. So, many friendships became long distant ones and others became 'phone friends'.
Whenever I would call the house and Dor wasn't home, never seemed to find the right time to catch her, Joe and I would catch up. I would hear what was going on with the kids, his work, whatever was current and he would ask me the same. By the end of the conversation, I felt like I had spoken to a friend who seemed to really care. Now, he didn't have to or even pretend to, I was really Dor's friend, but I never got that impression from him.
I remember once having a looooooong talk with him as I told him about my new business and listening to his input. He wanted to hear what I had to say and I was thrilled for the free consulting from someone so accomplished.
So, hard to swallow that he won't answer that phone anymore although I know I will continue to expect that.
He leaves an incredible legacy in his family, his career and in the lives he touched.
Ellen Scher
Monterey, Ca
Chris Hanzich
January 3, 2011
My condolences to Doreen, Todd, Lisa, Dawn and family. I'm very fortunate to have known your Dad. Joe was a great guy and I looked up to him. He would always offer me advice and guidance. Joe really had a knack for making things seem easy. He'd say things to me that would allow me to think, not so much long conversation but short comments like "sometimes it's not how you make it, it's how you take it" (meaning = things are going to happen to you that are outside of your control and it's how you respond to those situations that determines if you succeed or fail). There came a point where I knew exactly what Joe was thinking about. Also, I really enjoyed when Joe shared his accomplishments with me. Like the Carvel stories, when he convinced his manager to pay him extra if he sold more ice cream. Then the stories about Arthur Andersen - when he'd sleep at work during tax season because he was so busy and when he took the CPA basically took it cold and passed. Last but not least, how he worked his way thru college which inspired me to do the same. In many ways, Joe allowed me to see a future I had no idea existed and I'll be forever grateful to him.
Chuck Morgenstern
January 2, 2011
I've known Joey since we were teenagers growing up in Brooklyn. He wasn't like any of the other guys. He was mature, thoughtful, and always kind. He never ridiculed or made anybody feel bad. He was always smiling and chuckling. In all the years I knew Joey, I never thought anything but the best about him. I never heard anybody say one bad word about him. All the guys loved him. He was always willing to help with whatever you needed. When I was struggling in college with one of my finance courses, he volunteered to come over to my house and help me out. He was selfless and never asked for anything in return. I'll cherish all the memories of hanging out at the bowling alley and sitting out summer nights and just talking. Joey was special.
Brad Smith
January 2, 2011
So many warm, loving memories..Too much to count! Every photo album from when I was a baby to a middle-aged man, packing a bag to go away for a funfilled week-end to Dor and Joe's house in Matawan, which I used to call "the dead-end block". It was perfect to play on.. no traffic. There a special bond was formed, yet most of my vivid memories were from their Holmdel house. I remember when Joe first moved in my dad saying. "it is way too big and it will never get fixed up properly." After a while it never seemed big to me at all. It could have been a small log cabin. Some week-ends I just never wanted to end. We had hours of fun and games. We played football at the bottom of the hill and my dad would egg Joe on to come and join us. I spent time with Joe's son Todd mostly. We hiked in the woods, and Todd would keep me posted on the latest music as well. At the holidays Joe would be "rolling his eyes" at all the gifts Dor bought for everyone. They had a long extended dining room table which came into the hallway each Xmas Eve where Joe took pleasure in serving his FISH SAUCE. I always remember thinking to myself how very special all this was. Here was another family that we were not related to, yet I felt that they were much closer to me than any of my own relatives. Joe loved to laugh at movies and flick through the tv channels. Joe and I enjoyed reciting the lines from some of our favorite movies we shared, like THE JERK and ROXANNE! I have always felt that you should measure success from where you came from. That alone makes Joe much bigger than even Donald Trump in my eyes. Joe always struck me as a humble and proud person all in one. He fondly called me the Bradster, which I will never forget. Although I had a lot of troubled years growing up, for some reason I always felt a need to let Joe know that I was "okay" even if deep down I knew that he knew better. Joe, to me, will forever be the person who lived his life with high stature and integrity. I don't think Joe would disagree with my saying that without his supportive, kind. loving, beautiful wife, Doreen and the kids he would not have achieved half the success in his life on his own. Joe, you were "one of a kind" and I feel privileged to have known you all these years. You will be missed for the rest of my life. Love, "The Bradster"
Lara Carducci
January 2, 2011
I have been fortunate to have known Joe Pisani for many years. When I was a kid, my impressions of him included welcoming, kind and funny. As I got older and started my career and business I added confident, encouraging and full of wisdom to the list. About 10 years ago I was starting a business down here in Washington, DC. I had done all the appropriate research and thought I had all my ducks in a row but needed some last minute questions answered. I knew instantly who could help me and did not hesitate to call on Joe. Not only did he stop what he was doing and let me pick his brain but he was interested and told me so. I never once felt like I was bothering him. To this day I rely on and refer back to the advice he gave me all those years ago. A few months back, I called him to once again pick his brain about an expansion I was planning and he, without hesitation, gave me his time and expertise. I'll never forget, at the end of our conversation he said "I like it, good idea, call me and tell me how it pans out". Joe was not only the father of my dear friends Lisa, Dawn and Todd, but a man to look up to and learn from and I feel lucky to have known him.
Lisa (Pisani)Taylor
January 2, 2011
As I sit here and read each entry into my dad’s guestbook, I cant help but feel an enormous sense of pride, pride for the man that has been honored on these pages with stories of friendship and love. I have always felt my father was the smartest man I ever knew. I grew up looking up to him, and always thinking how lucky I was to have such an intelligent man as a father. I am not going to write what I said at his eulogy, mostly because as I stated at the funeral home that morning “I am the disorganized one” and ended up not reading anything I had prepared the night before.
I spoke from my heart that sunny and very windy morning of Dec 8th, just as I will do right now. As I sat there in the front row not wanting to get up to speak at all, (due to the fact that I didnt think I COULD) the thought that kept running through my mind was “If daddy could have endured 14 days of hell in that hospital and fought for his life every single day for us, for his family and friends, then the LEAST I could do for him is get up and speak at his funeral."..... “SPEAK AT MY FATHER’S FUNERAL“….who would’ve thought I would ever be uttering such words……not me, not ever and certainly not NOW!! I am still shocked that I will never see my father again. It pains me so to think I will never be able to call him again to proofread something I wrote, to talk to him about Sky and colleges, to discuss family issues that I knew were important to him but that he pretended weren’t (I secretly knew he needed to get it off his chest) or to complain to him to “get me more money back from my taxes”, the list goes on and on as I‘m sure you could all imagine.
I will share one thing I do remember talking about at his funeral, something I wanted everyone to know about my dad that may not have known our history together……I got divorced from Sky’s father when she was just 18 months old, it was by far the toughest decision I ever had to make at that time but I didn’t want my daughter to grow up in a household where there was no love. Although my parents may have had some rough times I knew they loved one another deeply and it was important to me that my daughter grow up seeing love exist around her. Shortly after Sky’s father and I got divorced he removed himself from her life, that’s when MY DAD “STEPPED UP” he went to "daddy and me" days at school. all through pre-school, pre-kindergarten, kindergarten and first grade. Anytime I needed him there for something that I couldn’t be there for, he was. He came to all of her chorus concerts, school functions, cheerleading competitions (always her biggest fan besides me and “grammy“) never once complaining or saying he couldn’t make it. He even took her to doctors apointments, picked her up when she was sick and picked up her prescriptions for me, while I was at work. He was essentially the “ONLY DAD” Sky ever really knew. They formed a bond that was deep and unbreakable. He adored and loved her to pieces and she admired and looked up to him. My heart aches at the thought of him not being there to see her in her cap and gown at her high school graduation next year and to help pick out which college to go to. She recently took the PSAT’s and when she called me with her scores the first person I wanted to call was my dad, I knew he would be so proud of her and have so many questions to ask her about the test. I have such a hard time thinking that he will now miss all of those major milestones in her life. Although my dad wasn’t a very demonstrative person to us growing up, to see him make a complete turnaround with his grandchildren warmed my heart and confirmed to me that people “CAN“ change. His face truly lit up every time he would talk about Sky and see her. He loved her and ALL of his grandchildren very much, they brought him so much joy.
I could go on and on about my dad and the kind of man he was, but as I have read from all of you, you ALREADY knew what a great man he was and how special the memories were that were created with each and every one of you. I will tell you this “Joe Pisani” was my father, my role model, my mentor, the rock, and the anchor of our family. He held everything together for me, without ever knowing it or trying too, he was my strength and my heart is forever broken. I will continue to lean on my family, my amazing and unbelievably strong mother, my very supportive sister and brother and my wonderful loving boyfriend without all of which I would have not been able to get through this horrific, surreal, awful, terrible, tragic experience.
Daddy, I love you more than words could ever express, I miss you every second of every day. I couldn’t be prouder of you, you fought to the bitter end for your life, for your family and for all of those you loved and who loved you. I feel blessed to have been there by your side for those two weeks, cheering you on, holding your hand, talking to you, saying everything I ever wanted to say to you, leaving nothing unsaid, (I wanted to make sure I wouldn’t have any regrets or “shoulda, woulda, coulda’s”) but most of all Dad, telling you every day how much I loved you and how proud I was of you for being so strong throughout this terrible ordeal. I am not so sure what I believe in anymore after this tragedy but I think for now I need to hold on to the hope that you are with your mother “Rita” and my papa “Myron” in heaven, being loved by them. In the meantime, we will continue loving you from down here until we all meet again…I LOVE YOU DAD…
Lisa
Bert Lamar
January 2, 2011
The first time I got a strong impression of who Joe Pisani really was, besides the father of my beautiful girlfriend, Lisa, was the first time I had the opportunity to visit his Den. You can gauge a lot about a Man from the things you discover in his Den, from the images, artifacts and talismans, which adorn his private sanctuary. I was sitting in Joe’s Den for just a short while before I noticed two Life Magazine covers featuring Muhammad Ali, framed in glass, hanging prominently on the wall. Moments later I would find a massive coffee table book, entitled “Greatest of All Time”, a tribute to Muhammad Ali. It was huge and filled to the brim with interviews, photographs and essays about the boxer once known simply as “The Greatest”.
I was instantly intrigued by Joe’s fascination and admiration for Ali because when I was a young boy he was my idol, the closest thing to a living, breathing Super Hero. And like Joe I, so many years ago, followed his every exploit, his heartaches and his triumphs as closely as I did the adventures of Superman. As I came to know Joe better I grew to understand his connection with Ali. I heard it in the stories of his humble beginnings working as a shoeshine boy in Brooklyn to help support his family.
I heard it in our discussions about politics and the future of our Nation, in his conviction that despite our pitfalls and our challenges that America’s Brightest Days lay ahead and not behind us.
I saw it his inexhaustible pride and belief in his granddaughter, Sky’s potential and in his unwavering determination to convince her of it.
I saw it in his every day life, in the small and the big ways he demonstrated to all those blessed enough to know him that Life is all about believing in yourself, achieving and striving to be the very best, the greatest you can be in spite of the odds and the inevitable challenges bent on knocking you down.
And I saw it perhaps most clearly in his final days during his last and most courageous battle. I believe in my Heart that Joe didn’t lose the fight that day. In fact, if ever there was a fight that Joe P. won it was the fight for Life. For what is the measure of a Life if not the depth and the breadth of the Love we experience, and in that respect Joe truly was the Greatest.
Dor(een) Pisani
January 1, 2011
Although I did write a lengthy letter right after Joe passed away...I did want to add now, that Joe would be so impressed and so honored and proud of all the things/tributes/love letters/eulogies/ and support that all of you have written, shared and expressed throughout this horrific, shocking time in our lives.
I wish joe could read and hear some of the incredible words that were written to him, to me and to all of our family...he would be elated and touched, truly touched, as I am.
I don’t know how to explain what this is like for me...it’s still a shock and I just can’t get a grip on the fact that Joe is no longer here and will never be again...its baffling to me how this could have happened to a healthy, vibrant, brilliant and loving man...when nothing was really wrong.
As soon as Joe found out about this non-malignant mass, he wanted it out...ASAP...No two ways about it. The doctors that we saw were not pushing him, but they did feel that even though it was benign, that it still might be malignant when taken out...although it wasn’t. We actually wish it had been……I told the doctors “tell me it was a malignant tumor and that it spread and it was stage three pancreatic cancer"...THEN THERE WOULD BE A REASON TO LOSE HIM and I would be able to accept this much easier...but, that wasn’t the case.
The bottom line is, Joe’s body just could not withstand The Whipple Surgery...it was an intrusion to his body and according to some of Sloan Ketterings doctors this is one of the three worst surgeries anyone could possibly go through.
My brother-in-law Marty said it perfectly “this surgery is an “insult” to the body"...and that’s what took Joe’s life at the end.
Joe was a part of my life for 50 years...44 of them married to each other...I was 18 when we got married, 19 when I had Todd, then Lisa and Dawnie shortly afterwards.
I became a Grammy when I was 42 years old to my first grandson Miles...then Skylar, Kayla, Matthew, Tyler and last but not least little Sydney.
Joe and I couldn't get enough of them, especially when they were little munckins that were willing to get hugged and shmushed and kissed up all the time.
He will miss seeing them grow up...graduate from highschool and college and god willing, one day get married. This makes me sad...not for me, but for Joe P.
I’m a strong woman, who has a lot going for her and I will be fine...eventually.
I will end this by saying again how much all of your support and love means to me and my entire family...I love each and every one of you guys and “ So Did Joe”. He always did and always will...no matter where he is and what he is doing...he is impressed and touched by all of you.
Love Dor
P.S
What a blessing you are in my life...thank you!
Smitty
December 31, 2010
Joe was born on 8/20/1944 to Rita and Neil Pisani. I did not meet him until 18yrs. later when I began dating Janet who was a close friend of Doreen's and Joe's sister, Camille. We pretty much became instant friends. Joe was the quiet, subdued one of us while I was the wild and crazy guy. I recall when I first set eyes on him that he reminded me of Clark Kent with his black framed glasses (now very much so back in style). Please indulge me as I walk down memory lane and share a few stories of my special times with you, Joe. I remember a day in Dor and Joe's apartment in Brooklyn when we both went about the task of painting his kitchen yellow with oil based paint. Somewhere along the line we got tired, bored or both and began painting each other. The guy at the gas station where we went to clean up just shook his head in disbelief at the two fools standing before him. When on vacation in Cable Beach we were out in the water pedalling one of those huge trikes. We began to "horse around" and I accidentally knocked Joe's glasses into the water. The natives came out with a rowboat to help us search as Joe was totally blind without them. We ended up laughing hysterically when we gave up the search and I had to "pull" Joe back into the boat. We laughed till we cried as I kept dropping him back into the water. All ended well as his secy. sent his eyeglass prescription over to the local optometrist and Joe got a new pair of glasses the next day. On that same trip we took an excursion to go snorkelling. We were to meet the boat to bring us back to our hotel at a given time. Joe and I were so enthralled with the experience we did not hear Janet and Dor screaming all over the island for us as the boat was about to leave without us. We ran and made it back with barely seconds to spare. Once again Joe and I lost track of the time after walking and exploring Venice Italy for 5-6hrs. As before we had a ball, but our wives were upset and had no idea where we were.
Although Joe was so much better educated than I he respected me enormously and made me feel really good stating that he would not have been my best buddy for so many years if he did not consider me smart as well. He lifted me up when Jan was ill and made me understand that I was the backbone of my family. The way he said it to me, the words he used and the manner in which he spoke drove me to fast become the "Smitty of Old". Thanks, Joe, I love you for that moment more than you could ever imagine. Joe was always there for me/us. He came through immediately when my mother needed a nursing home in a hurry. He was always there for his family and friends. When Rita (his mom) was dying of cancer she comforted us as we stood before her crying. She said,"always remember the good times when you think of me. I know that's what Joe would want us to do for him as well. I hope at times I inspired you, Joe and helped you through some rough places in your life. If I could be just half the man you were that would be a huge accomplishment to me.
At the hospital just 3 days after your surgery my heart was breaking for you and the pain you were in. I shouted at you to fight as you did when we were in our 10th game of handball, exhausted, but you refused to lose. You yelled back (as best as you could) that you would fight. And, fight you did for two long weeks. When I asked you if you knew who I was you answered, "yes, you're Smitunia". I knew that you were touched that I was there for you holding your hand. And, I will continue to be there for anything at any time for Dor and the kids as I love them as well. I will strive for my "wings" too so we can be together again. Our friendship will never ever end. I love you very much with all my heart and soul. Rest in peace my dear friend. Love, Smitty
Janine Puglisi
December 30, 2010
I wish I had more time to get to know the wonderfully intelligent, kind, funny, warm, beloved man that you truly were. You will greatly be missed by all. I will be sure to take good care of Lisa, Sky and Doreen in this time of grieving.
December 30, 2010
Joe is my dearest, longest time friend. We cut our teeth together at Arthur Andersen & Co. in our early twenties working on the same “jobs” for several years. While we worked , actually unbeknownst to us, our wives were visiting the same obstetrician and somehow the girls made the connection that their husbands frequently worked together.
There developed a great love between the four of us. We enjoyed the weddings of our children, many vacations together, some memorable meals , many not too memorable meals, and shared the trials and tribulations of our lives. Our bond cannot be broken. Shep Whitman
December 30, 2010
Dear Doreen and Joe:
There is just no other way to think of you other than as “Dor and Joe” so I write this to you both. It is with deep and profound sadness that we say good-bye to Joe. It is almost inconceivable to accept the loss of such a good-natured, kind, caring, smart, generous and loving person as Joe was. I guess I’m preaching to the choir when I say that he has left a void in so many people’s lives; a void that can never be filled.
There will always be a place in our hearts that belongs to Joe and that is something that his passing cannot change. For now our hearts hurt beyond words knowing he is gone. Maybe some day we will be able to stop crying when we speak of him and just enjoy the memories; all the beautiful memories. The fun vacations together, the great times we shared, the friendship that spans almost our entire married lives. Thankfully we still have you Doreen and your beautiful family to carry on as Joe would have wanted. I think he would be honored and somewhat surprised at the outpouring of love and condolences brought forth by his passing, thus adding humble to his many attributes.
Joe was a gift to us all. Everyone who knew him understood that about Joe at some level. If only all the beautiful words could change the reality of his passing; but we know it cannot. And so we are grateful for all he has left behind - his family and his friends, friends who were really extended family.
No one can come close to what you and Joe were as a couple and individually to so many, many people. We will not see the likes of Joe Pisani again. God rest his soul.
Much love and our deepest sympathy to you and your family, Rhoda Whitman
Rona Stein
December 29, 2010
Dear Joe
I wrote a letter right after you passed away but never thanked you for being so wonderful to my parents. Moving them out of Brooklyn to Covered Bridge, helping them financially and always being there for them when they needed you. Nothing was too much for you to do for them. Taking my mom to doctors, visiting my dad in the nursing home to keep him company, taking my mom and me to AC because you knew how much we loved it, always dragging her up the stairs to get into your home to enjoy celebrations, even when it was getting harder and harder to get her in and out of the car. She mourns your loss as if she lost another child and cries every day at your no longer being with us.
You are missed deeply and will always be missed. All of our lives will never be the same.
I will look for you in the years to come, when you find your way back to your family, perhaps in one of your great grandchildren or a nephew. In the meantime I will look for you in all the old familiar places.
Love you and miss you
Ron(a)
Kayla, Grammy, Sky and Grampy
December 28, 2010
Aunt Ann, Aunt Rona, Mom, Mamar, Papa, Uncle Marty and Joe
December 28, 2010
Another Birthday Celebration with the Family
December 28, 2010
Mom and Dad in Jamaica
December 28, 2010
Mom and Dad and all of the grandchildren at Mom's 60 B-day
December 28, 2010
Sky, Dad and Ty at Brad and Dawns wedding
December 28, 2010
Another Birthday celebration with the grandkids
December 28, 2010
Dad, Miles and Matt
December 28, 2010
Dad, Sky and Me, basking in the glory of a "First Place" win, which dad had predicted.
December 28, 2010
Dad painting Skylar's toes. One of our favorite photos EVER taken of Dad
December 28, 2010
Awww, Grampy and a very apprehensive Syd
December 28, 2010
Syd and Grampy
December 28, 2010
Sky and Grampy at Cheer competition. He was her biggest fan..
December 28, 2010
Miles and his "Grampy"
December 28, 2010
Dad and Mamar
December 28, 2010
Dad and Sky
December 28, 2010
Dad and his grandkids back in the day
December 28, 2010
Joe and Camille
December 28, 2010
Dawn Pons
December 28, 2010
A poem by Tyler that Greg read at cemetery chapel:
My Grampy
By Tyler Pons (age 6)
Grampy likes the Jets.
He loved to read.
I was worried about him when he was in the hospital.
I know that he had a great great life.
I loved him and he loved me.
Dawn Pons
December 28, 2010
(Shared at Dad's funeral service on 12/8/10).
Even at a time like this my Dad would know what to say and how to say it – he’d carry himself tall and strong. He’d be calm and keep it simple. He'd provide some logic or rationale for what happened...and somehow leave each of us with some comfort to face the days and weeks ahead.
I like to think I got a lot of my dad’s good traits but I confess I have no logic or rational for you today. I can’t promise to be calm or strong but I can keep it simple – He was a really good man who lived a really great life.
I can also share some reflections with you, some things I’m grateful for about my Dad – things I loved about him that have given me comfort for years and have shaped my life…
…These are things rarely verbalized. In fact Mom and I had a conversation while we were sitting vigil with Daddy in NYC just one week ago cheering him on. We talked about how I’d describe myself as ‘being close’ with my Dad. There’s no question to me that I would. My closest friends know how much I revered him and that I got from him exactly what I needed. He wasn’t mushy, affectionate or particularly expressive of his emotions – so as a little kid it was hard to know what he was thinking or feeling. Instead we accumulated traditions and moments that defined ‘closeness’ for my Dad and me.
I thought about sharing favorite memories of mine – watching football on weekends with my dad, road trips to visit colleges, going to countless antique car shows and enduring 50’s music (I’ll admit I love it even now)…but instead I’d like to describe things about my dad that I loved...
I loved how my dad was appropriately proud of himself – whether it was his career accomplishments at Arthur Andersen or an article he wrote that was published or something he’s done in the community– he was proud of accomplishing things, not boastful or showy about it – but proud. And that’s an important lesson – how to be humbly proud of things you strive for and achieve. It showed that he was comfortable with himself and knew who he was – flaws and all –and that made me love and adore him for being so real.
As my Dad he was the rational one, the voice of reason amidst the craziness that went on in our family. He was almost always calm and tried to simplify things to avoid commotion. I need him in my life (here) for countless reasons. He was my sounding board, adding value and perspective on just about any topic (esp. work topics)– offering advice, sometimes unsolicited but always well intended.
Without truly knowing it, my Dad taught me how to carry myself in any situation. Friends have heard me say for years that if I ever lost my Dad I would come undone; that if he ever stopped breathing I don’t think I’ll be able to breathe. That’s because he’s been my quiet guide – my compass, helping me sort out my way as an adult; to rise above difficult situations and face challenges head on with confidence. He’ll continue to carry me and help me breath – he’s carrying me now as I stand before you to honor him – he’s with me helping me.
*****
Now we all know he’s so much more than a Dad – he’s a Grampy. That’s what his 6 grandchildren call him – sometimes Grumpy (to be funny or when it fit) but mostly Grampy.
There are 6 of them ranging in ages 20 to age 3. They unlocked a whole other side of my Dad. I saw him soften. We have a photo of him, one of our family favorites, showing him at the kitchen table wearing his “tighty whities” only and painting Skylar’s toenails when she was about 3 years old. I assure you this did not happen with my sister and me growing up. He had a soft spot for his first granddaughter. I’m grateful he got know my kids. I’m grateful my kids got to know him. I look forward telling stories about their Grampy, so they will always know he was a really good man, who lived a really great life.
I’ll end with a story my mom wanted me to share that happened when we were driving here Saturday with our kids – Tyler was trying to put words to how he was feeling….to explain the pain in his heart…..
“One of my hearts is breaking – one of my little hearts. I have one big heart and 10 little hearts for each of the people I love and one is breaking b/c Grampy died. So now I have 2 broken hearts b/c my Grandpa died too. Actually 3 b/c of Papa” I explained to Tyler that those broken hearts become angel hearts instead – that the people you love live on inside of you…and that those angel hearts are extra special. He seemed to like that idea, and I hope for it to provide him (and all of us) some comfort in the days ahead.
Two hands, one heart....We love you dad, and we miss you so much.
December 28, 2010
Dad's 65 Surprise Birthday get together at Sola Bella
December 28, 2010
December 26, 2010
Joe, we wish we knew you longer. Joel & I valued the friendship we had with you & Doreen.
I enjoyed walking with you, solving the world's & westlake's problems while Doreen lagged behind.
Our family considered you and Doreen honorary members and had you at some family gatherings. We always remarked on how intelligent a man you were.
Joe, we will miss you dearly.
Rest in peace.
Gloria & Joel Fox, Jackson NJ.
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