I am sorry for your loss. I believe he was my first cousin although we never met. Uncle Al moved to Florida so we didn’t really know him. My father was Fiore, the third of the four boys, and there was also Pat and Joseph to go along with the 5 sisters. There are only a few of us cousins left. It’s a shame we never knew Uncle Al and Aunt Irma and our Florida cousins.

Joan, Tony and Bob and all the family,

So sorry for your loss.  There are no words to ease your pain.  However there are beautiful memories that at some point will make you smile.

Love you guys 

Mary and Mel

Mrs. Conicelli, Anthony, and Bob  and family ~ Truly saddened to hear of Mr. Conicelli's passing, Ralph and I offer our most sincere condolences.  Memories of his smiling face and kind heart go all the way back to elementary school in your home in Miramar.  Mr. Conicelli so loved his wife and his boys with every ounce of his being ... I can only imagine the love he shared with his grandchildren and great grandchildren.  I will never, ever forget the love and acceptance that  both he and Mrs. Conicell as well as their sons always shared with my special needs brother.  I can not thank each of you for the unconditional compassion that you each shared with him and he always, always talked about the fun times at your home ... whether it was playing ball, swimming, playing pool. SWBJAA and more.   Many years of memories fill my heart and they are priceless.  our thoughts and prayers are with each of you ... with love, I pray your many memories comfort your hearts.   God bless each of you.  Rest in Peace Mr. Conicelli 

Rest eternal grant upon him, O Lord;

And let light perpetual shine upon him

May he rest in  eternal peace.

Amen.

 

I was very sad when I heard the news of Anthony's passing. I will remember him as Mr. Connicelli or coach.  My little league baseball coach.  I was fortunate enough to get to know all the Connicelli family as I had Anthony and Bob on the team as well. My condolences to all the family members. Always a happy guy (unless one of the boys was in trouble, Bobby was a lot!) and loved his cigars. I think the shorter the cigar the better! He was either waving to me from the dugout to move my position or whispering to me what pitch to look for  when I came to bat. Truly a caring man with a big heart.  R.I.P 

I met Bob when I was 15 years old his house was where we all hung out playing basketball,pool and truthfully learning how to become young men, I could tell you many stories, but Bobby’s dad coming to the dock with her Rapolla lure hanging on his bald head will forever be one of many memories I will always cherish.truly blessed to have had Big Tony in my life.

I love you Joan,Tony and Bobby, sincerely, your third son, Joe.