Sunday, September 29, 2019
Dear Patty,
I only came upon your mom's obituary today and I offer you sincerest condolences.
I watched the memorial video and it brought me back to when I lived next door to the Palazzis.
I grew up in the house next door and remember your grandparents and mom and dad very well. The little shed/garage out the back that I used to investigate as a child, the row of tiger lilies along the side of the house (I knew when they bloomed school would be over for the summer very quickly!), the beautiful garden your grandfather and then Guy had (he always shared with my mom), the smell of tomatoes cooking in a huge pot on an open fire in the backyard, preparing for bottling. I used to watch your mom with the bottling capper. On the Fourth of July we'd all go upstairs on the patio near the apartment in our house, set up lawn chairs and watch the fireworks from Florham Park. Back then, there wasn't any housing development, just a huge meadow that stretched out to Burnet. I have a lot of memories, helped along with the wonderful old photos in the memorial video.
I think my favorite memory of your mother was in the late 1950's. This would have made me around five or six years old. I was outside playing and saw a blimp go floating by. I'd never seen one before, didn't even know what a blimp was. I was panic-stricken and terrified. I ran next door and banged on the door. Your mom answered it and I was crying about "the bomb in the sky". Oh, did she laugh! She explained to me what it was and calmed a crying young girl down. I'll bet that was a source of amusement over her dinner table that night.
Your mom was very sweet (so was Guy and your grandparents) and I know you must miss her tremendously. I know what it's like to have to say "goodbye" to a mother. I'll always have nice memories of Orsala.
~Karen.