Victor Donato Jr.

My condolences are with the Donato family. I grew up with Vic. Always a good guy. RIP Vic..,

Grew up with Skip in Rutherford and lived across the street from him and his wonderful family. Played sports all day and every day with him and he was a excellent athlete, very fast and just great to be around. RIP Skippy and May the Love of our Lord be with you. My condolences to the families...

I knew Vic only from the Friendship Center (Gym) in Harrisburg. I do not remember ever seeing him without a smile on his face! I enjoyed trading "barbs" with him all the time in the gym. His personality was infectious. He will be missed by many.

To the Donato Family: Love to all of you on the untimely passing of Vic. Whether in church or in the gym, he always made time to enjoy a good chat! When I would ask about Molly, he would glow and proceed to give me an update! He loved his family and his savior! Blessings to you all!

Vic was a friend, neighbor and hunting buddy. You will be missed my friend. Till we meet again and chase big bucks. God bless and be with you. Love the Weavers

Mollie, I am so sorry to hear about your father. He used to come into the friendship center all the time, when I worked there. We would talk and joke around weekly!

Mrs Donato & Family, Im so very sorry for your loss. Vic was one of the nicest gentlemen I have ever met. He had a " special " way about him. May your hearts be filled with the fondest of memories. Prayers for healing.

My name is Tracy Heckman I worked with Vic for around 20yrs at stroehmanns he was a good friend at work and a funny person with a great sense of humor. So sorry for your family's loss he will be missed

I grew up next to Vic in Rutherford Heights. First met Vic on the street corner. We played curb-ball for hours. I literally mean hours cause I could never beat him. He was very athletic and the quickest guy I have ever played ball with. We also played baseball in the "gully." And, we tackle football in Keith Snyder's backyard. After high school we hunted in the woods behind my house. Vic's father called him Skippy so did we. It did not bother Vic one bit cause he had nicknames for us as well....