John J. Marchi

To the Marchi Family
Our deepest sympathy to the family of Senator Marchi. He will always be remembered as an honest, open and genuine person. The Marchi's were the very first family to welcome us when we moved to Ward Avenue. My sons learned to play basketball at Good Counsel with his nephews, Nando's sons. I worked as a Community Liaison for Senator Marchi. He was always able and willing "to reach across the aisle" with sincerity and good will.

Dear Maria Luisa and family, my deepest sympathies to you and your family. We have lost the "best of the best". Senator Marchi, is one of the most honest, down to earth politicians of our time. He has lived his life for family and his neighbors, which includes all of Staten Island. I had seen him the morning after 911, down by Edgewater Street. The sadness in his face, like we all felt. However, here he was driving his own black Lincoln, like a regular, concerned Islander. Nothing fancy,...

To Maria Luisa, Joan, Aline & family:

To those of us who knew the Marchis of Lawrence Avenue, the unpretentiousness, love, integrity and kindness of your entire family will never be forgotten. John's connection to my family from both Manhattan College (with my father) and Lawrence Avenue - plus many years afterwards, was just a primer for the many years of great memories that would ensue.....Many of us have stories of a man willing to help and of delivering that help! Kudos to...

To the Marchi Family,

I wish you peace in the knowing how many people the Senator touched and left a pleasant memory. When I first came to work at the College of Staten Island, I helped a gentleman who needed assistance never knowing that he was Senator John Marchi. He smiled at me, thanked me and Invited me to come to Marchi's restaurant for a free dinner, which I never had the pleasure to enjoy, but I guess that says alot about a man who can receive but also wants to give...

MY CONDOLENCES GOES OUT TO THE FAMILY.MAY I SAY HE WAS THE MOST CARING PERSON. I REMEMBER WHEN I WAS ONLY 7YEARS OLD .I LIVED ON ST.PAULS AVE.HIS DRIVER WAS COMMING DOWN THE STREET WITH HIM.AND I WAS CROSSING.I HAD ALL MY LITTLE SNAKES IN A GLASS JAR .WELL I DROPED THEM.HE STOPED THE CAR AND GOT OUT TO HELP.ALL TRAFIC WAS STOP.I WAS CRYING MY SNAKES.HE SAID DON'T WORRIE.THEN HE ASK MY PARENTS IF I COULD GO TO HAVE COOKIES &MILK TO MAKE ME FEEL BETTER. I DID .HIS WIFE WAS HOME...