Giuseppe Ferraro

Lilliana Ferraro My father took fashion to the next level. He loved to look his best for any occasion and white suits made him feel like a popular actor.“ I have to look like John Travolta in Grease ma, come sto?” No offense to the prominent actor but my papa’ beat his looks by far... Above are pictures with my beautiful nonna Lia and nonno Pietro, my godparents.

Lilliana Ferraro The joy and pride showing me his new 4x4 vidi Lilliana vidi, 4x4 sta macchina può andare pure o gran Canyon. E Mount Everest? Si, pure! ❤️🤷🏻‍♀️ I was only surprised it wasn’t red.

Lilliana Ferraro He loved his red truck, fried dough,pasta, fishing, summer festivals, the Bruins, Nino D’Angelo, Juve and later on, tattoo’s.

Lilliana Ferraro

Lilliana Ferraro Your baby boy inherited your love for fishing.

Lilliana Ferraro One of my favorite memories of us is you frying fresh dough on the stove with Nino D’Angelo blasting in the back ground singing away “Nun jeans and na maglietta tu a quindici anni na-na-na-na ma fatto innamora’... popcorn e patatine na-na-na -na” and get interrupted by “ O Peppino turn it down!!” His response: che diciste? Cosa? Non sento. Ah si, a leggiu o ok va beh, aspetta and would just turn it louder “ un ragazzo e na ragazza Na-na-na-na and smile at me with a mischievous look. What about the time we got lost so close to home...🤦🏻‍♀️ Eating primavera pizza at the “Rotonda” in Nizza where we used to live. Every time I returned to Sicily, your eyes lit up as if you had just hit the jack pot and were the richest man on earth. “Lilliana, I love you. Your my baby girl and I’m so happy you’re here with me.” I want to remember your goofiness and love for life and our countless fun car rides. Losing you taught me one thing; love wins. Nothing matters more than love. Proteggimi da lassù, angelo mio. 💖❤️

Lilliana Ferraro Even in my 30’s you still called me your “ baby girl” Ti ho sempre voluto bene e amato. Sarai per sempre con me, nel mio cuore,papa’. ❤️

Lilliana Ferraro

Lilliana Ferraro