Louis D'Angelo

Died: October 13, 2015
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Louis A. D’Angelo, loving husband, father, grandfather and friend, passed away peacefully into the misty, morning light on October 13, 2015 embraced by his adoring family. “Grappy,” most often seen clad in bright orange, had a smile, wit, sense of humor, generosity and zest for life brighter than any shade of color he wore. It was manifested in his love for his high school sweetheart and beloved wife, Marilyn D’Angelo (Miesch) married 40 beautiful years; his two adoring sons, Christopher D’Angelo (of Binghamton, NY) and Daniel D’Angelo (of Denver, CO), his loving Daughter in Laws Aspen & Stacey D’Angelo, and his cherished grandchildren, Sydney (4), Jaxen (2) and newly born, baby Kaiden D’Angelo who felt the love of his grandfather, in his arms on his final days. Louie was born on January 17, 1951 as the only child to the late Daniel P. and Marjorie L. D’Angelo in Binghamton, NY. In his youth, Louie was a Boy Scout and received recognition for saving the life of a fellow scout from drowning. From that moment on, it is clear Louie didn’t take a moment of life for granted. He held a deep-rooted love of the nature and the community around him that touched each person he met. Full of knowledge and a love for history and facts, he lit up a room with his stories. Louie began his career with the D’Angelo family business, Triple Cities Construction, building roads and bridges throughout the greater Binghamton area. He went on to make a strong impact in construction working throughout the New York region. Louie always knew the best spot to grab a bite and talk with the locals in each small town he stopped in. Louie was a friend to everyone he met, willing to lend a hand, share a meal and swap a story. Louie was a foodie at heart and he truly enjoyed the amazing cooking of his wife Marilyn. Louie had a knack of finding the best spots for authentic Italian cuisine or places to find a great round of cheese, best cut of meat and bottle of wine. He was never one to skip dessert and made it a priority to share the taste of life with all that he loved. Louie loved trips to Sanibel and Captiva Island in Florida, fishing for fresh seafood for dinner, reading his favorite novels and walking the beach with the ones he cherished most. Louie loved to build and create. He built their family home in Binghamton and went on to complete Marilyn and Louie’s dream home, with his very own hands, just a few short years ago, a symbol of his love and life with his family with picturesque views of Cayuga lake, and the water and nature he held so dear. Louie enjoyed fishing and trips on his boat with his family and friends, planting and harvesting vegetables in his garden, caring for his two Westies, Jack and Riley, feeding the birds he could spot from far distances away, spending time with his beautiful grandchildren, and taking in the stunning views of the sunrises and sunsets each day from the porch and dock of his lake house with his loved ones by his side. A special thank you to “The Girls” for all of their love and support.

Memorial Services will be held Saturday 11 am from the Allen Memorial Home, 511-513 East Main Street, Endicott, wit the Reverend Father Corey VanKuren officiating. The family will receive friends at the Allen Memorial Home Saturday from 9 am until service time at 11 am. In lieu of flowers expressions of sympathy in Louie’s memory may be made to the Our Lady of Sorrows Food Pantry, (for Thanksgiving dinners), 801 Main Street, Vestal, NY 13850.

 

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Date: Saturday, October 17, 2015

Time: 9:00 am - 11:00 am


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Date: Saturday, October 17, 2015

Time: 11:00 am -


 

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Philip Terrence posted on 10/15/15

I want to tell you about MY BEST FRIEND, Louie. My name is Philip Terrence and between 1958 and 1962, I lived at 1301 Hillside Drive in Vestal- just up the street from Marge and Dan and Louie’s house. I was the youngest in a large (7 kids) family, all of whom it seemed knew at least 1 D’Angelo- more likely 2 or 3. I think Louie and I met when my Mom & Dad thought it would be a good idea for me to join the Cub Scouts. The meetings for our den, it turned out were held at Louie’s house, and from that moment on Louie and I were inseparable. Marge was the den mother and we did great stuff, like making root beer from scratch, making boot jacks and learning how to whittle, all in search of the next merit badge at Friday night’s pack meeting at the Baptist Church down on Front St. But Louie and I took it much further than that. We spent virtually every bit of free time together for those 4 years. We were NEVER at a loss for what to do. There was the cool ride down Edgewood Rd to the Cities Service Gas Station for a bottle of Grape soda, a walk up the trail to the 3 meadows at the top of the mountain behind our house. That was especially nice during lightning bug season. There was our “Traveling Snake Circus Show”, in which we’d catch garter snakes, put em’ in our shirts, decorate our bikes, and ride around in search of an audience. And there was just not a house construction site that we didn’t visit AFTER the workers went home. Louie’s house had a pretty good hill in the side yard. We spent hours on end shooting each other with dirt plugs from an air rifle, then “dying” and rolling down that hill. You’d get points for drama and length of roll. When it was time to go home, more often than not, Marge would just set another plate for me at supper. She was so kind ! After school let out for the summer, Louie would invite me up to “The Farm” in Castle Creek. God, it was awesome! Well water from a pump in the kitchen, big farmhouse windows to look out on the barn and the fields beyond,... an outhouse (!), and a pond, where the legendary “Big Mike” lived. My Dad passed away in December of ’61, and we had to move back to Long Island, but I’ve treasured all those memories for all these long years, and revisit them often in my mind’s eye. I love them. I have a picture in my living room of Louie and me in front of Our Lady of Sorrows Church, taken on the day of our confirmation. We’re squinting and smiling, with our arms around each other’s shoulders. It allows me to tell whoever happens to see it about MY BEST FRIEND, Louie.

 

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