Birth date: Dec 3, 1927 Death date: Apr 18, 2020
Joseph S. Lazzaro, 92, died at his home in Westvale on April 18 surrounded by family. Joe was born in Syracuse on December 3, 1927, to John and Rose (Giarratano) Lazzaro, and he lived in Syracuse his entire life. Joe was the epit Read Obituary
I grew up living next door to uncle Joey and aunt Josie. Loved hanging out at their house and being with my cousins when the kids were little Uncle Joey was like a stern face uncle but a real softy at heart. He is the last of my moms brothers that she was close with and helped raise after the parents died. He will be missed. Glad we could see his funeral today John and I both watched with our tablets. Again we are so sorry for all of his big family. Love to you all
My only regret is I didn’t know my uncle until my 20’s. We really met when he brought hockey to Syracuse. I enjoyed that he made Barb and I part of that, especially returning to your house for coffee, desert and stories. I realized what an awesome man he was when I worked for him at the mobile home park. He was tough, opinionated but generous. It truly was his way or the highway during work hours but always doing anything he could do to help you become the person you should be. He had a humor that was a typical Lazzaro and will be missed.
Bob & Barb Lazzaro
My thoughts are with each of you as you move through this difficult time. I only knew Joe for a small fraction of his many years, but I will forever be grateful for that time and experience. Joe's strength, personality, and demeanor put me quickly at ease. He was a man that I trusted to measure each person on their individual merit.
Among my memories of Joe, two stand above the others. The first recalls the sometimes spirited Sunday dinners at Willumae Drive. I find myself smiling whenever I remember Joe always asking me if I needed some red pepper for my sauce. I was always warmed by the feeling of inclusion that his “pepper-pushing” elicited. Another event that I think of often also took place at Willumae Drive. Joe and I were out in the garage working on some changes to a kitchen cabinet. I was trying to fit a piece into the cabinet, and Joe leaned over my shoulder and said, “you work close.” When someone you respect compliments your work, the gesture carries special meaning. Even as the new guy, Joe always had a way of making me feel welcome.
Don Winters
Joe, Danielle, Juliana and the entire family - so sorry for your loss. Our thoughts and prayers go out to you at this sad time. May you find a time to celebrate his life and your love for one another.
Gail Parkinson and George Snyder
