Carl -DiFranco-Obituary

Carl DiFranco

New York, New York

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She Yearned to Help Him
Even as a grown man, Carl A. DiFranco's mother came first. They had dates, simple in nature, but the kind most mothers never forget. There were the spontaneous trips to Atlantic City, the surpise trip to Florida, and the quick getaways to Delaware, where Mr. DiFranco, 27, and his mom, Carole, would spend hours in line buying lottery tickets and dreaming of becoming millionaires.

Of course, there were also the run-of-the- mill moments, the days when Mr. DiFranco would return from his job as an accountant with Marsh & McLennan, and go to work all over again, helping his mother around the house, trimming bushes, refinishing floors or moving furniture. "Everytime I came up with a project, he was there for me," Mrs. DiFranco said of her youngest child.

And this year, Mrs. DiFranco had tried to repay some of her son's kindess, to help him, as best she could through what seeemed the most difficult moment of his life. On April 1, his wife, Loren, who had been born with a chronic heart illness, died while waiting for a transplant. "He was trying so hard to be upbeat," she said. "But their one-year anniversary was Oct. 14th. I keep thinking I hear him coming in the door, that I'll have a chance to help him get through it."

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I remember seeing Carl each day at the Hugenot station, he was unique in the way he looked and I only learned his name after 9/11. So I sort of followed him through the years. After all of these years I still think of him, and wish him and his family peace

Remembering Carl on the 20th anniversary of 9/11...

It was my great honor to have Robert's name on my motorcycle for the 9/11 Memorial ride in Washington DC- Nya-Weh

Thinking of you and wishing peace and hope for your family every waking day. I didn't know you, but on 9/11, all of America felt felt your loss. Praying that you are at peace.

Warm Summer Sun

Warm summer sun,
Shine kindly here,
Warm southern wind,
Blow softly here.
Green sod above,
Lie light, lie light.
Good night, dear heart,
Good night, good night.

By Mark Twain (Samuel Langhorne Clemens)
The Poetry Foundation

Carl you were a great friend and a great person. I hope that your mother and sister are doing ok. I will pray for them.

Thank you for getting me into bowling when we were in grade school.

Carl,

You're in my thoughts and I continue to pray for you and your family.

Later,

Joe

As I cross-stitched your name on the memorial that I am doing for all of the victims, I prayed for you and your family. Please know that your death was not in vain. We will always remember. God Bless.

In remembrance....