Henry James "Hank" Martucci

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Henry Martucci Obituary

MARTUCCI Henry (Hank) James Martucci, age 65, of Shelton, loving husband, father and grandfather, died on Friday, May 12, 2006 at Yale-New Haven Hospital after a long and courageous fight. He is survived by his beloved wife, Mary Jane Centopani Martucci. Born and raised in the Bronx, N.Y., on August 22, 1940 to the late James and Susan Cerrone Martucci, Hank graduated from Mt. St. Michael High School, Fordham University School of Pharmacy, and received a M.S. degree from St. John's University. He retired in 2000 after 24 years as Pharmacy director at the Stamford Hospital, where he was respected by his colleagues for his clinical expertise and compassion for all. During his tenure, he also worked at McCullough's Pharmacy, Rye, N.Y. Most recently he served as Pharmacy manager at the Connecticut Mental Health Center at Yale-New Haven Hospital. He held memberships in many professional organizations and served as an officer on many pharmacy boards. Hank was an avid runner, bicyclist, and hiker, as well as a model railroader. In addition to his wife, Hank is survived by his two sons, Gregory Martucci, and his wife, Angela, of Pennsylvania, Christopher Martucci, and his wife, Jenny, of New York; a daughter, Patricia Martucci of New York; a brother, James Martucci, and his wife, Lorraine, of New York. Grandpa Hank doted on his four grandchildren, Nicole, Alexandra, Anthony, and Melissa Martucci. He is also survived by sisters-in-law, Rose Iannarone and Josephine Covino, both of Bridgeport, and Gloria Centopani of Redding; as well as several nieces and nephews. Hank always held a special place in his heart for his late Aunt Phil, who raised him. Funeral services will take place on Tuesday, May 16, 2006 at 9 a.m. in the Abriola Parkview Funeral Home, 419 White Plains Road, Trumbull, and at 10 a.m. in St. Lawrence Church, Shelton, for a Mass of Christian Burial. Interment will follow in Gate of Heaven Cemetery, Trumbull. Friends may call on Monday from 4 to 8 p.m. In lieu of flowers, contributions in memory of Henry J. Martucci may be made to St. Joseph High School, 2320 Huntington Tpke., Trumbull, CT 06611 for students pursuing further education at Fordham University. For more information or to light a virtual candle, visit us at www.abriola.com.

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Published by Connecticut Post from May 14 to May 15, 2006.

Memories and Condolences
for Henry Martucci

6 Entries

Ron Turnbull

May 22, 2006

Mary Jane and family: I was deeply saddened to learn of Hank's death. He was a real gentleman who was dedicated to his job, his staff and our patients. His absence was missed after his retirement and I know will be sorely missed by you and his family. My deepest sympathies.

CHRIS ANDERSON

May 15, 2006

Mrs Martucci, I'm so sorry for the loss of you husband.I will always remember him.(CHRIS at Yale 7-5)

Bill & Beth Schmidt

May 14, 2006

Please accept our deepest sympathies.

Eileen Hagerty Keus

May 14, 2006

Dear Mary Jane, It is with such sadness that I read today of Hank's passing. Please know that you are both in my prayers. I will be flying in late June for a month or so and will call you. Eileen

Win MacLaughlin

May 14, 2006

I remember Henry well as a member of the Fordham University School of Pharmacy class of 1966. He was kind,gracious,and a good student.I am saddened to hear of his passing.

Tina Kelly

May 14, 2006

To my dearest family, some things I'd like to say...
but first of all, to let you know, that I arrived okay.
I'm writing this from heaven. Here I dwell with God above.
Here, there's no more tears of sadness; here is just eternal love.

Please do not be unhappy just because I'm out of sight.
Remember that I'm with you every morning, noon and night.
That day I had to leave you when my life on earth was through,
God picked me up and hugged me and He said, "I welcome you."

It's good to have you back again; you were missed while you were gone.
As for your dearest family, they'll be here later on.
I need you here badly; you're part of my plan.
There's so much that we have to do, to help our mortal man."

God gave me a list of things, that he wished for me to do.
And foremost on the list, was to watch and care for you.
And when you lie in bed at night, the day's chores put to flight.
God and I are closest to you....in the middle of the night.

When you think of my life on earth, and all those loving years
because you are only human, they are bound to bring you tears.
But do not be afraid to cry; it does relieve the pain.
Remember there would be no flowers, unless there was some rain.

I wish that I could tell you all that God has planned.
But if I were to tell you, you wouldn't understand.
But one thing is for certain, though my life on earth is o'er.
I'm closer to you now, than I ever was before.

There are many rocky roads ahead of you and many hills to climb;
but together we can do it by taking one day at a time.
It was always my philosophy and I'd like it for you too...
that as you give unto the world, the world will give to you.

If you can help somebody who's in sorrow and pain,
then you can say to God at night......"My day was not in vain."
And now I am contented....that my life has been worthwhile,
knowing as I passed along the way, I made somebody smile.

So if you meet somebody who is sad and feeling low,
just lend a hand to pick him up, as on your way you go.
When you're walking down the street, and you've got me on your mind;
I'm walking in your footsteps only half a step behind.

And when it's time for you to go.... from that body to be free,
remember you're not going.....you're coming here to me.

Ruth Ann Mahaffey (author)
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