Tony Manzella

4 Apr 1965–28 Apr 2001

On April 28, 2001 at approximately 2:00am Tony Manzella's life ended. He was stabbed numerous times and then after he had already collapsed onto the ground in his yard he was ran over. The people responsible for this are at this time still not in jail, even though the police know who they are. Tony was simply trying to get these people to leave his residence so his wife could go pick up their 15 month old daughter from the baby sitter's house. During their refusal to leave his property a fight ensued and Tony was stabbed in his chest and abdomen several times and then after falling to the ground he was ran over, with the people then leaving.....although they returned a short time later and was prevented from leaving a second time by bystanders. We can only hope that justice will be served and that Tony's killers will have to pay for what they did.
Until then all we can do is hope and pray and always remember Tony.

 

Carlo Manzo

1 Jul 1917–30 Jan 1991

 

Eva Manzo

15 Sep 1919–13 Oct 1996

 

John Thomas Mapes

3 Dec 1954–3 Sep 2000

Dear Grandad,
Its been 1 year 3 months since you passed and we all really miss you we try to look after nan and i know she misses you very much she often talks about you.
Tony Ray and Jeff really miss their dad .I think you were so brave at the end and i was so proud of you, you was the best grandad ever i used to love sleeping round on a saturday night and watching tv sitting on your back then you would give me a piggy back ride round the living room and tickle my feet.on a sunday morning you would take me to the park and you taught me how to ride a bike hope you are at peace all the grandchildren miss their lovely grandad it was such a sad day when you left us one that i would never forget but the first thing i thought of is at least he is in no more pain.
Love you grandad and although i never got the chance to say i know that you knew that i loved you.
your first grandchild
Bev
xxxxxxxxxxxxx

 

Jacob T. (Jake) March Sr.

8 Nov 1887–10 Jan 1971

A nice old man, he collected coins, and got me started on a collection. He lived next to my parents' house, and could always be found with Virginia, his wife, sitting on the back porch. I gave up coin collecting myself just before his untimely death, but think about him often whenever I find myself spending money somewhere and someplace.

 

Betty Marcinak

29 Sep 1932–3 Jun 1995

My beloved Mother, best friend. I will miss you and love you till the end of my days when we will meet again. You were and are the best.

 

Helen Margaretich

20 Jan 1920–27 Aug 2004

After a short illness, Helen Margaretich, age 84, died Friday, August 27, 2004 in Hemet, CA. Funeral service and burial were held September 3 at Bellevue Memorial Park in nearby Ontario. Helen Evelyn was born to John W. Coffee and Dorothy Elta (McCormick) on January 20, 1920 near Roswell, NM. She fell in love with Joe Sillivent shortly before World War II and followed her new husband to Holyoke, MA where he was stationed in the Air Force at Westover Field. Her beloved brother John soon joined them there and the three shared many laughs. They later moved to and stayed in southern California. Helen had a wicked sense of humor and encouraged her nieces to live life to its fullest. She was the aunt who remembered everyone's birthdays and attended all our graduations, weddings and reunions. Helen was passionate about the Dodgers, Elvis
Presley, all shades of purple, and her many collections. In her later years she enjoyed taking care of young children at her Lakewood home—many of whom kept contact with their favorite babysitter. Helen is predeceased by her parents; brothers Laurence and John; sisters Audrey Willhelm and Elisabeth Ruminson; and her second husband John S. Margaretich. She leaves behind her devoted companion Joe Sillivent; seven nieces; three nephews; and their children who will not soon forget their Great-Aunt Helen.

 

Granger Marge

21 Dec 1919–17 Jul 2003

Marge it has been 2 years and time seems to drag.There isn't a day that goes by that I don't thing og you!!I miss the talks we had and all the help you gave. I know the picture isn't the best of you but it showes how harsh life can be! Angela talks about you all the time and misses you greatly. I remember how your face lit up when she came to see you. She wanted so much to help you. Well Mom see you on the flip side!!!! Love always your son Danny Boy!!!