Constantine Chiger 1929 - 2016 Riverview, FL - Constantine Chiger, 86, of Riverview, FL passed away on February 3, 2016. Con was born August 23, 1929 in New York City and was raised in Colchester, CT. He is survived by his wife of 62 years, Eleanore Lundquist Chiger; sons Craig, Scott and Glenn; daughter Lynne; grandson Nolan; and extended family and friends. Services will be held at the Belmont Funeral Home in Colchester, CT. on February 13, 2016 Viewing will be from 11am to 12pm followed by a 12:00 funeral service. Burial will be at a later date.

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Published by Norwich Bulletin on Feb. 9, 2016.

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Fred DiMella

February 13, 2016

Was a Great coach & teacher at Fishers
Island High School.

John Dolan

February 10, 2016

Rest in Peace, Con. Thanks for all of the Lake Memories. It was also always good seeing you and Elly in Florida in recent years. When I was growing up, my parents would sometimes rent our house at the lake. The Chigers always let me stay with them. There was always an extra bed for everyone in their home, and they never treated you like a guest. You were told to make yourself at home. When you get older, you remember the people who were kind to you for no apparent reason, as they were not going to get anything out of it. You were one of those people. Thanks for everything.
In Condolence,
John Dolan

John Dolan

February 10, 2016

Rest in Peace, Con. Thanks for all the wonderful lake memories. I also always enjoyed seeing you and Elly down in Florida. When we were growing up, my parents sometimes rented our house, and the Chigers always let me stay with them. There was always an extra bed for everyone at your house, and we were always told to make ourselves at home. When you get older you look back and remember the people who were kind to you for no apparent reason, as they weren't going to get anything out of it. You were one of those people. Thanks for all the memories.
In Condolence,
John Dolan

Mary Anne Zito Alfieri

February 9, 2016

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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