Birth date: Mar 5, 1937 Death date: Dec 7, 2014
Mauro Anthony D'Eredita, 77, a resident of Liverpool, NY passed away in his home surrounded by his loving family and close friends on Sunday, December 7, 2014. A first generation Italian-American, Mauro was an alumni of North High Read Obituary
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At birth we boarded the train and met our parents, and we believe they will always travel on our side. However, at some station our parents will step down from the train, leaving us on this journey alone. As time goes by, other people will board the train; and they will be significant i.e. our siblings, friends, children, and even the love of your life. Many will step down and leave a permanent vacuum. Others will go so unnoticed that we don't realize that they vacated their seats. This train ride will be full of joy, sorrow, fantasy, expectations, hellos, goodbyes, and farewells. Success consists of having a good relationship with all passengers requiring that we give the best of ourselves.
The mystery to everyone is: We do not know at which station we ourselves will step down. So, we must live in the best way, love, forgive, and offer the best of who we are. It is important to do this because when the time comes for us to step down and leave our seat empty we should leave behind beautiful memories for those who will continue to travel on the train of life.
I wish you a joyful journey on the train of life. Reap success and give lots of love. More importantly, thank God for the journey. Lastly, I thank you for being one of the passengers on my train
“A father is always making his baby into a little woman, and when she is a woman, he turns her back to a baby again”
I am a Wife, Mother, Sister, but most importantly I am my father’s daughter.
My father held many treasured titles in his lifetime, Husband, Father, Grandfather, Loyal Friend, Weatherman, Neighborhood Ambassador but NOT a Bill O’Reilly “pinhead.”
Dad was a lover of simple pleasures – Burger king Whoppers, Juniors Cheesecake, Carnegie Deli Pastrami, drinking his soda or sipping his coffee at the kitchen table, watching old movies, and sitting in his garage on his lawn chair in the garage.
Mauro Anthony “Worry” D’Eredita was his full name. Worry was his middle name, and almost could have been his last name with the time he spent worrying about everyone. His main worry amongst many, was his family’s happiness.
When he asked me to step on his feet for our father daughter dance at my wedding he asked me “Are you happy”? Of course, I was. I had the best Dad in the world and thought I was moving on. I was mistaken, there is no moving on when you are a daughter. Our dance said that I will always be your little girl.
When I rented my first apartment, Dad’s first comment was “Where will I sit and have my coffee, you have no kitchen table.” I still have that kitchen table he then bought me and every morning I will sit and have my coffee with Dad in my heart. With all the changes in my life, that table is a constant that my whole family enjoys with me, mornings with Dad’s love.
Dad collected pieces of all our lives with pride – tokens from all of us, from colleges and to places we have lived. You could always count on Dad wearing your particular sweatshirt when you visited. We are his biggest accomplishments in life and he let us know this everyday. Something we are passing down to our children….Mauro and his Mauroisms, which bring me to his philosophy on life….
Dad always said “Sh** Happens” – you deal with it and move on… I think about this every time something does not go my way…
Carla was his nickname for me. It came about because my first phone number was under Carla Monte. I drove a Monte Carlo and could not afford an unlisted phone number. This was a laugh we shared for years amongst many including the time I won a church fair chocolate chip cookie contest. At first he didn’t believe me when I told him I won, and when convinced it true he laughed so hard he cried. I did not think it was THAT funny but among the many treasures Maruo taught me, apparently cooking isn’t among them!!! Another laugh came of recent, at my Mom’s expense. He said “Carla, I really thought it was your mom’s driving that was going to end it for me.”
I will end with my Dad playing lottery every Wednesday, working tirelessly to win the big one so that we could each have a share never work again. Well Dad, I am here to inform you that we won the lottery many years ago when we got you as our Dad. Our share in your unconditional love, never ending worrying, and unending pride is the ultimate win. The only losers were the lives you had not yet touched!
No good-byes Dad. We will some day meet up with you in heaven. Until then know that we will join you every morning at my kitchen table for our morning cup of coffee. In the meantime you will still worry about us from afar, you will guide us and look out for us, you will be our most loving guardian-angel, and you will be in our thoughts everyday.
Our children will grow up knowing that they were loved at the deepest level by their grandfather. From your first child and daughter you are a part of me always - my piano-legs, crooked smile, and obsessive worrying about everything. You will live on in me for the rest of my days.
Your loving daughter,
Maria
"Every Time A Bell Rings An Angel Gets His Wings"
Your Loving Daughter,
Maria
Dear Connie and Family:
We are so saddened by the loss of Mauro. He was a wonderful neighbor and friend and the real mayor of Jewell Manor, always caring about others. A true gentlemen who's great love and joy was his family. We will greatly miss him. Our thoughts and prayers are with you all during this very difficult time.
Fondly:
Ted and Chris Donovan
Liverpool, New York
Dear Connie and family
Our thoughts and prayers are with you all during this difficult time. Rest in peace, Mauro.
John and Marietta Blasi
Charlotte, NC
