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Jane Galli
April 26, 2007
One year and we still miss you!
Anthony Cossa
June 19, 2006
"A Eulogy for Uncle George"
I'm very saddened by Uncle George's passing. He was a wonderful husband to Aunt Ruth, during her lifetime; a loving father and grandfather to his children and grandchildren; a gracious in-law to our many uncles and aunts; and a generous uncle to our numerous cousins and their families. He was also a valued and respected member of his local and his business communities. As a result, he has had a positive impact on the lives of virtually everyone he has had contact with.
Looking back into time, I remember how Uncle George loved the opera, art, and the Italian heritage, especially the latter. He had a superb artistic quality. When he visited at my parent's home, he'd sit there with my folks and listen to one of the many famous Italian operas that my father had on VCR tapes.
When I further reminisce about the times my parents or I spent around Uncle George, I remember how happy he made us. I can't even count the times he would drop by my family's home with his famous biscotti cokkies and his pot of spaghetti sauce. He would then cook a great pasta dinner for my folks, and they would talk about it for weeks afterwards. I can even remember seeing my mother smiling heartily, as she told someone about his visit, and I know that his visits had a very positive effect on their well-being.
Thinking back over the years, I fondly remember 1960, when I turned 16. I wanted a car so badly I could almost taste it, but I didn't even have a license to drive. My father never drove, and that didn't help in convincing him to let me obtain my driver's license or to even buy a car for that matter. After I did, in fact, get my license, I remember that Uncle George was about to trade his 1957 Chrysler Saratoga for a new Chrysler, and I convinced my dad to purchase Uncle George's car for the family - actually it was specifically for me to drive, since I was the only person in mty immediate family at the time with a license to drive. I know Uncle George gave the car to them for a lesser price than he would've gotten in trade, but that was the kind of generous man that he was.
That was a very happy time for all of her familes but especially for the Cossa's because it meant we could now go to see Grandmom and Grandpop Cavalieri without having to rely on others to pick us up, take us there and return us home. Thank you Uncle George for making that possible and of course for giving me the ability to now go to my prom and on dates without the embarrassment of having to take some kind of public transportation. If I hadn't had Uncle George's car - If it didnt' come available at the exact moment in time that it did- I probably wouldn't have had a car and wouldn't have met my wife, Carole. Carole and I went to my high school junior and senior proms in that vehicle. Thank you again Uncle George for that marvelous memory.
Years later, many years later, our daughter, Denise, became engaged to be married. My mother wasn't able to make wedding dresses anymore, due to her arthritis,but asked Aunt Ruth and Aunt Norma to make the dress for her. Together they began this task with such a wonderful spirit. It was during this time that Aunt Ruth became ill, yet she finished the gown, and it was magnificent. Again, during this period, it was Uncle George who took Denise to various places to find a reception hall, because Denise was unfamiliar with the lay of the land and I was still on active duty in San Antonio, Texas and couldn't be in Philadelphia to do it.
Aunt Ruth passed away almost immediately after she and Aunt Norma completed their masterpiece. Yet even with this terrible sadness on his plate and while dealing with her death, he still allowed Denise to dress at his home and then he took her to Carold's mom's house in Fairmount to finish preparations before the wedding was to take place.
What wonderful memories I have. Uncle George's graciousness and generosity are etched in my mind forever, and I will always remember him with great fondness. He is now sorely missed.
Nicholas Pietropolo
May 26, 2006
At first I didn’t know what to say today when the family asked me to share my words with everyone here today. I finally sat down and began to list and somewhat elaborate on the memories that stand out in my mind when I think of the Galli family. As I filled 3 pages with events. And began to fill a forth……I started to realize I actually knew enough to be mistaken for one of the family. The birthdays, holidays, mountain excursions. Moving Ruth every two weeks with a dump truck. Janes house , bobbys house. Parties, good times, bad times. The summers the winters. My bands party at his house that Big George never new about.... Or did he.
He had that grin, and the way he shaped his face. And he made that noise (grumble) We had a common bond. He liked to cook, and I like to eat. Perfect. Of the many memories my most memorable were at his house in the mountains. On the occasion of deer season he would go a week early just to prepare food for the many guests he would entertain over the next few days. He would even leave the butter out to get soft for California Bob. God forbid! He thought of everything.
And what he forgot, was your fault!
If I ever mentioned I liked something in particular I could be sure there would be plenty for the next event. And he would sit there and watch you eat..and smile, with that face….and make that noise……...
After those hardy meals he was ever so helpful to aid in the burn of those calories by splitting wood replacing the kitchen cabinets, painting, plumbing, roofing, washing the house from top to bottom and other odd jobs he was meaning to get you to do.
If he saw you doing something wrong he would wait until you to ruined it before he provided the required advice on how it should have been done. Even if it was right. And then he would smile and make that face! ………and make that noise.
I can only begin to share with you the many memories and how this has marked and end to an era in my life. I have known George for 28 years. He included me into his family and his life. He always made sure I was fed. And taken care of……he always made me feel welcome in his home……….He helped me if I need it………..He cared about me and my family and showed it ways that were unspoken. I will miss him and I am truly honored to have his memory.
Tanya Rodriguez
May 13, 2006
Grandpop
You know when you're in a state of confusion or conflicted by someone or something and you sit and think about what you could have said, should have done...and as you're playing that whole movie in your head, you look up and there's a bunny or a flower. When the dust settles in your head, that flower is what you'll remember.
A friend of my mother's said it would be a beautiful feat if at the end of every day, we didn't get caught up in one's character flaws and weaknesses and just remember the reason you love them; their essence, and not wait to do this when they've gone.
My grandfather reached out to me with good food, an occasional musical duet and a question about my life because that's what he knew. I feel I didn't reciprocate though with what I knew...my words, art; because I was afraid. I would like the chance to tell him this:
When I was a child you were magnificently vast in stature
As I grew taller, I realized that my perception was defiant
For you were giant in heart and knowledge, though slightly smaller in height.
Your square hands and thick fingers were surprisingly graceful and the one missing its tip
was a bittersweet reminder of Grandmom.
Your voice was baritone to my ears in conversation, but angelic when you sang to the Opera.
When your kids made you laugh, your chuckle was as charming as the slant of your eyes in the moment.
Your many talents were passed down to us, we may not have been able to witness them, But we find proof in our innovative actions.
I have watched you watch me develop from a puzzling creature to a willful woman and embrace us, your grandchildren as we become adults.
It was so obvious to my heart that you hoped for our protection, well being and happiness and just before you went you gave it all to God.
I may not have known you as a man, but these are my memories of you and this is your essence to me, this is why I loved you.
Mom and Dad
May 10, 2006
George with his grandchildren
May 10, 2006
Remembering the Happy times spent at my uncles home in central Pa.
April 30, 2006
Anthony P. Galli
April 29, 2006
Remembering George Galli
George Galli was my friend for nearly all the eight decades of our lives. By marriage to another lifetime friend and dear aunt, Ruth Cavalieri, George also became one of my many uncles.
I first met George when we lived with our parents and siblings as young boys on 66th Street in Philadelphia. I can still see his mother and father, who long ago joined my own parents in paradise. George and I and his younger brother, Rudy, spent many happy days together. We also loved to accompany our fathers to the nearby Italian-American Club where we would dress in uniforms to play our trumpets and other instruments in the club band.
I remember George for his many kindnesses to my family. I fondly recall when he attended the 50th wedding anniversary celebration of my parents’ – Philip, my father, and Elizabeth, my mother (and Ruth’s sister). He also helped us through personal tragedies like the sudden death of my 42-year-old sister, Louise.
And though the years and my travels separated us, we always managed to stay in touch. We visited one another frequently when my wife, Vinnie, and I lived nearby in Swarthmore. But as my journalism career took us to distant places to work and live, we would see George and Ruth only occasionally at their home or at his beloved Llanerch Country Club. Sadly, we did not even know he was seriously ill until my Aunt Margie called to report his passing. But by then we were already committed to Vinnie’s brother, who arrived today from Florida with his new bride from China to celebrate my 80th birthday.
To my regret I did not get the chance to see George during his final illness. But I will always think warmly of this old friend of my youth and I will miss him. I pray that he will put in a good word for me up there and that I will laugh and play with George and Ruth and Rudy and all our loved ones again one day in our new eternal home.
Carmen DiPasquale
April 29, 2006
George,
Our thoughts and prayers are with you at this very difficult time. Your father was a really special man. Although I did not know him well, it was obvious how much his family meant to him. Please know that we are close by.
Love,
Carmen & Fred DiPasquale
Doris & Steve Reese
April 28, 2006
Uncle George we will really miss you. Our hearts and sympathy go out to you all George, Bobby Ruth& Janie.
Mary Lynam
April 26, 2006
My thoughts and prayers are with you in your time of grief. May your memories bring you comfort.
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