PATRICIA I. CONSOLO "Patti", beloved daughter of Charles and Angelina (nee Amata) (both deceased), loving sister of Carmen (wife Helen) (both deceased), Rosemary "Rosie" (deceased), Marie "Toni", Angela (deceased), Sam (deceased) (wife Carol) and Carol Consolo, dear aunt of Michael, Linda, Denise and Chuck Consolo, special 'Aunt Patti' of Dawn Begam and Michelle Forestal, cherished great aunt of Paul and Jim Consolo, Kori Adamcek, Celine and Camille Consolo. Interment Private at All Saints Cemetery. Family and Friends are invited to gather for Mass of Christian Burial 11 a.m. Monday at Church of The Gesu, 2470 Miramar Blvd., University Hts., OH 44118. FRIENDS MAY CALL AT THE FIORITTO FUNERAL HOME 5236 MAYFIELD RD., LYNDHURST (EAST OF RICHMOND RD.) 2-6 p.m. SUNDAY. Contributions in Patti's memory suggested to Church of The Gesu Building Fund or Hospice of The Western Reserve, 17876 St. Clair Ave., Cleve., OH 44110.
Patti was the last of my parents seven children. She was a good daughter, a passable sister, and the best friend anyone ever had! She lived to be able to visit the land of our father's birth, a highlight of all our lives when we did so. It was where it all started, with a 17 year old boy who came to this Country alone, and in the next 55 years, raised 7 children and gave us a great life, always with the things that mattered – love, protection, the fun (and angst) of a large family. We thought our mother was out to feed the world! Sometimes my father would sit down to dinner and say "but Ang don't any of these boys have a family?" – a reference to the fact that Sam brought someone home with him almost every day. We washed a lot of dishes, but Pat was somehow always exempt! We have a mental photo of the toddler years when Pat would walk down the street with her little hand tucked in my father's while they went to Russo's Drug Store for him to buy those (smelly) 5 cent cigars, and then walked to Franklins for an ice cream cone for Pat.
They say God has a plan for everyone, Pat included, yet we don't know why she lost everything in the last four years of her life. She never walked again, and we probably went through half the therapists in Cleveland, who she was not nice to! Several times she invited them NOT to come back! She missed having Rosie to help her; Angela of course, was her favorite sister and I don't think Pat ever recovered from losing her. Last year when Sam died, it took three days before she understood and for weeks after she referred to him as though he was still here. We saw first hand how tragic it is when an illness confines you to a wheelchair and the need to have to ask for everything you formerly did for yourself.
So we take comfort in the fact that she hurts no more, and ask that you: Remember our sister with love and joyful memories of the days when we were all together;
and life was filled with happiness and a spirit of peace and love.
Remember Pat always as someone who loved life and all of us. Rejoice with us in the fact that her pain is finally gone, that she is, at last, free of the helplessness that filled the last four years of her life; rejoice that she is whole once more; and that God has taken her into His arms, where she is at peace. He has, finally, set her free!