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Sylvia A. Costella

Easton, Pennsylvania

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Sylvia A. Costella Sylvia A. Costella, 95, of Bethlehem, formerly of Pen Argyl, died Saturday, August 2, 2008 in Holy Family Manor, Bethlehem. Born on March 30, 1913 in Danielsville, she was the daughter of the late Anthony and Alice (Zambone) Reduzzi. She was the widow of Dominick...

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To all the Family of Sylvia Costella,
I am so sorry to hear of the passing of Sylvia. I remember fondly my visits with Sylvia when I would bring my Aunt Mary Braido to her house for their visits. What a sweet lady she was. You are all in my thoughts and prayers at this time.

Dear Janet and George,

Blessings on both of you and on your family. Janet, you certainly did everything you could to make your mother's last days sacred. Bless you.

Love,

To the Family of Sylvia Costello,

It is with much sadness that I learned of your mother's passing. My father car-pooled to work with your father from Pen Argyl to Allentown years ago and then years later I worked with your mother at Blue Valley Sportswear. She was a wonderful lady.
Please know you are all in my thoughts and prayers at this difficult time.

With Deepest Sympathy,

Janet & George,

Our thoughts and prayers are with you and your family. It was always nice to see Sylvia out on her daily "fish feeding" walk. We should all be so fortunate to live as full and long of a life as she did. We can't help but feel that she will always be our neighbor.

Great-grammy Costella was seriously one of the coolest old ladies that I have ever had the pleasure of knowing. I will forever cherish memories of going to visit my grammy and pop-pop and stopping by her little house to say hello. She was losing her hearing and one would have to nearly shout in order for her to hear you, but she was very talkative on quite a few subjects. She always loved to hate on President Bush. =D I will truly miss giving her hugs and feeling like maybe I was not the...