Ferdinand J. Setaro

Uncle Ferdie wasn't just an uncle to me and my Dad. He was a saint. Everyday my Dad would call Uncle Ferdie to tell him how his day was, bad or good. Sometimes my Dad called him just to have a conversation. Whenever Uncle Ferdie came to my house he would always have conversations with me about school. He always liked to talk to me about social studies. When it was breakfast time he always had corn muffins. He told me it was his favorite muffin. Uncle Ferdie knew alot. He used to read a ton of...

Uncle Ferdie was so many things; "Special" being the most obvious. He was like a Father. It was very nice to have him around the house. He would have indepth conversations with the boys at the kitchen table while dunking cookies in their milk together. Him and the dog would nap together on the sofa. The dog often goes looking for him in the spare room where he slept. I woke up this morning to the smell of fresh flowers from one of the arrangements. It reminded me of one of our last...

What a wonderful man. He was our friend and he will be missed. God Bless you Uncle Ferdie. May you rest in peace. Sue and Sandy