Edward Baffoe Obituary

My deepest sympathy to the Baffoe family. I knew Ed for about 10 years. He always made me laugh and was a great listener. He will be truly missed.

I will always remember my Uncle Ed as a man who enjoyed helping other people, I'll be thinking about him every time I'm out on my mother's sceened-in back porch, which he built, or my Uncle Dan's basement, which is simply beautiful. Though we have a pretty large family, Uncle Ed always found the time to shoot the breeze with me and ask me what's going on in my life, he found the time for everybody else in the family as well. I loved when he would have parties at his house, Eddie was just a natural born entertainer and always happy to play the role of host. It wasn't a party unless Eddie was there and that's what I'm going to miss most about him: his enthuisiam, his wit, his charm, his jokes, his smile. I love my Uncle Ed. I miss him greatly and will always remember him fondly. -Nephew Jay

Hello, My name is Neal Murray. I am starting to recall good things and for that I am content. so here is a short tale.



Ed ALWAYS made sure me and my sisters ate dinner at the table. Sometimes we would groan because we would miss our television shows. I am very glad he did that. Television doesn't get terminal diseases.



I always thought of myself as different from Ed, as more reserved and shy. At the dinner table he would always make one of his classic stabs at humor. My sisters and I wouldn't take the bait. We would sit there, proud and silent. He would then choose one of us, (me, erin, or Jessica) and stare. We didn't look back at him, but we could tell he was staring. He then would predict that we would smile, and as hard as we tried not to, we always did. I can honestly say we surrendered everytime. Silly Erin, she hardly lasted 2 seconds! I think Jessica lasted the longest, but she would always crack a smile. I think what an extraordinary gift that is. I don't think many people could do that, but Ed certainly did.



Thank you for reading my story.

It has taken me time to realize Ed is gone. I recently had a dream with Ed in it. He was happy and joking around in my dream. When I woke up, I thought about all the fantastic memories my family has had with him in it. From the family vacations to doing house chores to hanging around the house to the endless sport events my siblings and I were in he went to. I can share many stories to show what a caring and wonderful person he was. One summer I had my soccer team over at my house. There was a girl on the team who wasn't the most beautiful girl or the best athlete and because of that she had low self-esteem. I remember him pulling her aside and telling her how beautiful she was and how she will make someone very happy in her life. This story shows how Ed could see the best in people. I also remember taking him to the doctor with my brother and how he bragged to the nurses how smart and athletic my brother and I were. I remember him telling my mother how beautiful she was and how much he loved her. I remember how crazy he was about little Erin. I would swear that he loved her more than me. (haha) I remember how he looked when my brother, Joe and I got back from school. He was so happy to see us. I remember him talking about Joe for hours with people. He was so proud of "his boy." The one thing I remember how much Ed loved his mother, father, brothers and sister and nieces and nephews. I remember how Ed would listen to the righteous brothers the whole way to Eagle River, Winsconsin, which is eight hours away. Oh yeah, the same tape too. I will never forget the words to any of those songs on that tape. I wish I had him to watch me graduate, get my first real job, walk me down the aisle, and most of all, I wish I had him here for his company and love. I love you, Ed!

It's hard for me to write this because it doesn't really seem real to me. My Uncle Ed was indestructible. He was the man that if he did know a lot about me he wouldn't have judged me, ever. He never tried to fix a problem unless it was a house or some project, but he knew where his boundaries stood as a listener. He always made situations lighter with his sarcasm and hope. I never saw Ed as someone easily shaken by what life was giving him. I guess the same stands for all of my Baffoe unlces, whether it was Baff's influence or Ed's role model, I'm not sure. He was the big teddy bear that any kid could climb on. I remember at one of the fourth of July parties, Uncle Joe was bench pressing Connor and in order to show that Ed was all man, he tried to get all the Baffoe brothers to stand on a table that he in turn was going to squat. Ed. I love him, and I'll miss him. Maybe one of these days in heaven or where ever we go, I'll be able to finally go fishing with him. Peace to the family and especially my Joey...I'm thinking about you all.

Eddie, I wish you were here with us just a little longer so that i could tell you this in person.You were such a such a wonderful man, perhaps my favorite uncle named Eddie *wink wink*. I will always miss you and your face, which i looked forward to seeing every time i went to Chicago. It wasnt a visit if i didnt get to see my uncle Ed, you made everything worth while in life. I've never met a man quite like you....what man do you know that bench presses his brothers,builds a pool, drinks such adventurous drinks as whisquitos, is as strong as on ox yet when he holds a child he handles them like they were as fragile as porcelin. I love you so much and wish i could've had more memories with you, but the ones i have with me now i hold with me til the end of time. I wish you couldve met my boyfriend, i was so looking forward to the day when you'd scare him by saying "You touch her and i'll kill ya". Even my boyfriend who i've been with for three years could've sworn he knows you just because i talk about you and all my family so much. I'm going to miss taking turns making fun of eachother's accents, especially when i used to make you say the word taco 5 billion times just so i could hear that oh so wonderful Edward Baffoe chicago accent. Im going to miss your amazing adventure stories and fishing tales. Life on earth has lost a chunck of it's interest now that i cant hear your exciting stories, but heaven is going to have a whole new flavor with you in it. I love you so much and look forward to the day we'll meet again, when we'll share stories in heaven. to my family in chcago: sometimes it's hard when you lose someone as beautiful as Ed and you feel like god's not there, but he's always there sometimes we just cant see it. So i wrote a poem.

Black Dove

Oh little black dove why painted so dark, why hide in the shadows not bright like a lark?

Why cant i see you, why not show your face?

Can you see me, i need your embrace.

I know you are here, you watch over me, but sometimes dear dove it would help me to see.

To see who causes this joy that i seek, this love that takes away tears that i leak.

My little black dove please take all this pain.

Show me your love that keeps me sane.

Oh little black dove dont be so dark,

Dont hide in my shadows, be bright like a lark.

The man who I came to know as Edward Baffoe was not the same person I remembered growing up. When I was a kid, all I knew of any of the Baffoes was that they were some distant relatives, that I only knew from my mothers' wild tales. When I'd visit them the wild tales seemed somewhat accurate based on their outlandish behaviors. My uncles especially scared me because they seemed so much bigger and had so much more personality than anyone I had ever met. Now that I'm older I realize they'll always be much bigger than me and always have that bigger than life persona. That's how I remember the gentle giant now. He came out to visit us one year while we were living in the "Boonies" and had a wonderful time. We hiked, rode horses, played cards and talked a lot. I really felt like I finally understood him and that side of the familly after that.Eddie showed me that that family really was part of my family, and that these "Wild People" were really all heart in the middle. I realized that the family was important and that I could be a part of them, and that everyone's soft spot is hidden behind the ears and eyes. Open yours and learn with us. Peace be with you.

Dear Baffoe Family: It's been hard for me to grasp Eddie's passing especially since everything happened so fast, but I want to take the time to share with you a couple of memories of Ed Baffoe as my brother in-law. He like the rest of the Baffoe's accepted me for who I am and took time with me whenever I was in Chicago to visit with Marybeth. I always felt welcome in Chicago, especially at Ed's. I always wanted to stay at his house whenever we came to visit. There are two things I want to share: My family, brother's, sisters, their spouses were all in Chicago for my wedding with the beautiful Marybeth. During our stay, Ed took it upon himself to drive my brother Steve and his wife Collette all over Chicago to show him the sites. I can't tell you how good that made me feel and who better to go out with to see the City of Chicago than with Ed? I'm not sure what they did, but Steve always says how much fun Ed was and how welcome he made them feel. Ed had a huge heart and he also had a wild side of him that I loved and understood very well. He and I loved to talk hunting, fishing and camping. When he came out to Colorado to see us while we lived in the mountains he was like a little boy. I could see the excitement and adventure in his eyes when he drove up our driveway. Every morning while he was visiting he was up at 5:00 a.m. and by the time I made it out of bed he had already taken a walk in the forest with his buddy Georgie and my buddy Duke. He and I took a walk down the canyon one of those crisp mornings to see if we could spot a mountain lion or something and low and behold we jumped a black bear! I'll never forget his face when that bear turned around and stood up looking at us. Ed thought that was pretty cool. Well, I could go on and on, but those are two of the most fondest moments I had with Ed. He loved family and friends and he loved the outdoors. I prayed with Marybeth tonight that Christ bring his peace to all of you during this difficult time. I know Ed is at peace with our Lord. God Bless!

I have not seen Eddie since our 20-year class reunion in 1988, so I feel a little strange writing this, but the family asked for memories and I certainly have those! Growing up in St. Felicitas was really like being part of a small town and being a part of the same 8th grade graduating class was, well, almost like being family. When I picture Eddie in grade school he is always smiling or laughing or, more importantly, making the rest of us smile and laugh. I also remember in the 8th grade, when we had “boy-girl” parties in our homes, he always asked the “hostess” to dance. Why do I remember that? I guess because no one else ever did such a thing and even as a thirteen-year-old girl I knew that it meant Eddie was a really nice guy, even if he often behaved liked a thirteen-year-old boy! Reading the other tributes to him tells me that I was right, he was really a nice guy, and it sounds like he never forgot how to have fun, never gave up that thirteen-year-old boy. Not having kept in touch with him does not mean that I am not deeply saddened by his passing. He made the class of 68 memorable in many ways and he will not be forgotten.

My condolences to Ed's family. Ed and I shared a lot of laughs during the too few years I knew him. Shortly before he died I called him and even though he was in pain he said "Life has been good Bro'". Peace be with you my Friend.

PLEASE , encourage all friends and family members [ie. aunts ,uncles , cousins , school friends , etc. ] to write their thoughts about our dear Edward . This means so much to our family . Thank you .

Eddie I am really going to miss you. The E in Eddie stands for exciting. Wherever Eddie was, fun was not far behind. I remember going to Aunt Marge and Uncle Mike's house for Christmas at 87th Dante in the big brick house with the side entrance. As a quiet Coogan, I could let loose and run through the entire house without getting in trouble from my mother Loretta O'Rourke/Coogan or my father big Jim Coogan. Uncle Mike would pour me a gingerale pop from the big thick green glass bottle. Then we would watch the other Baffoe cousin's water sking movies in forward and reverse for some good belly laughs. Then dd is for Eddie the debonair,dancer. The story was that I was at a Mendel Monarh Sunday dance with my girfriends doing of course the mash potatoe. I felt a light tap on my shoulder and a deep voice asking me to dance. My girlfriends gasped, drooled, and nudge each other, especially, Linda Roth (St. Catherine of Genoa grammer school and Mother Seton High School). Being from the Italian neighborhood of Roseland (where the best looking girls come from), I kept the secret that Eddie was my cousin from my friends for at least 10 minutes. The I is for inspirational. Eddie had alsways been know as a strong football player from Mt. Carmel High School. So when we all were at my brother Kevin Coogan's wedding in Debuque Iowa via the Julian Hotel, little did I know that it would be a night of continous arm wrestling challanges. I was waiting up in the hotel room with our two sleeping small children and another one on the way, when my Polish husband Ron Sreniawski arrived at 4 am with a smile on his face that he had beat everyone of my brothers and the 2 Baffoes brothers at "arm wrestling". Ron became a life long friend of Eddies. Finally, e is for the exceptional time that I was able to spend with my cousin Eddie. We sat in the living room on Hoyne street the day Uncle Mike had died and he showed me for the first time our baby picture together. I know he truly appreciated the Coogan/Sreniawski family talks about old times, especially, the picnics that grandpa O'Rourke would have via the Knights of Columbus (while we dined on hot dogs and burgers, he dined on a full meal of brisket, potatoes,and gravey). Or when Uncle Mike was introduced to my husband Ron Sreniawski, he would ask in the same breath what he did for a living. Or when uncle Mike would share with us how he foiled another date for Denise by telling the young man that she had a bladder problem. The last time I had a good laugh and cry with Eddie is when his mother Aunt Marge died. It was a sunny day as we talked about our techniqes of survival with having teenagers in the house. We laughed and cried so hard that I couldn't help but think that Grandma and Grandpa O'Rourke and Marge and Mike Baffoe were looking over us having a good laugh themselves and saying just wait until those hit age 50. Well, Eddie we have passed age 50 and I hope you liked the card my mother Loretta Coogan sent in October. The Coogans wanted to put a book together "Eddie Baffoe's Life according to the Coogans". We know it would be a best seller, but the Guest Book entry is even better. Love, Sheila Coogan, your favorite cousin [email protected]

My condolences to the Baffoe family. I went to grammer school with Eddie, and still remember some of the very funny times created by Eddie & Co. I'm sure that he will be sorely missed by all who knew him. Thoughts and prayers are with you ..

Sincerely, MIchelle~

Dear Denise and family-

My thoughts and prayers are with you all.

Love Julie (Clarke College '69-'70)

I am sad to learn that we've lost another great member of the Class of '72 from Mt. Carmel. To the Baffoe family, I extend my prayerful support. This Sunday, I will recall Ed with respect and gratitude in our Eucharist. May God bless and keep Ed forever!

Jim

Ed was my first cousin. His impact on my life's direction went way beyond what you would normally expect from a relative. 31 years ago as I was finishing up my senior year in high school, I had no clue as to how to go about applying or even looking for a college. The logical choice on how to proceed was left to my Aunt Marge (Baffoe), who encouraged my to apply to Loras College in Dubuque. I took a bus tour to check it out and low and behold, Ed was there to give me a tour of the campus. In a tour that was anything but "by the book"-a heck of a social hour was included, I found the college that I felt comfortable with. I applied, was accepted and was ready for one of the great experiences in my life. Ed "big-brothered" me through my freshman year. He made sure I was heading to class, and that I had rides home over 3 day weekends and Thanksgiving. It was a big endorsement from Ed when he told my mother("Aunt Loret") that he'd often seen me coming out of the library...



Through the many occasions that we have attended in the ensuing years I have always enjoyed hanging out with Ed. My deepest sympathies to the Murrays and the Baffoes on their loss. Ed sure will be missed.

To the entire Baffoe and Murray family...

Please accept my deepest sincere condolences on the untimely passing of Eddie!

Life surely has purpose, but death brings fulfillment of God's great plan for us all. Please know that he shall always be remembered in my family's prayers, and shall be forever in my mind's eye!

I feel your pain, as I, too, have recently lost both my brother and father during past Christmas'...It gives a new meaning to the holiday spirit, as I believe they and Eddie shall forever celebrate the love, peace, and joy that is captured in the holiday seasons through their newer found intimacy with our Lord.

I, like so many, first met Eddie at Mt. Carmel, and we, like all who met him, immediately embraced a friendship that will span eternity! Tough, loyal, a fierce competitor, a true friend, a loving father, a giving soul, a nice man... all summarize "our" Eddie! The stories echoing his great life are of such magnitude that enough space does not exist to do justice, but Eddie shall always be honored as his legacy continues in each of our hearts and the many fond memories of a simpler past!

Rest In Peace, my friend....

Our Lady Of Mt. Carmel pray for us all, and may God hold you, and all of our classmates, in the palm of his hand!

PS: Eddie, thanks, again, for the ride home that cold and blustery night! I'll never forget your unsolicited kindness and welcomed assistance!

If the opportunity presents, stop in to say hello to my Dad and my brother.



Tom

For a long time I thought that Ed was just my uncle who could do Lou Ferigno type tricks at family parties. When he started fixing things our house about a year ago I got to know him better. I realized that he was a funny, industrious and warm-hearted person. His cooking and witty comments brightened my days. He reminded me of his dad. I will always remember the time I spent with him fondly.

Nearly thirty years ago I attended Loras College with Eddy and many other great guys.Since then, I had seen Eddy only a handful of times and only by chance.But any time you met Eddy Baffoe it was memorable.On each occasion I would walk away with a sheepish grin and a fond recollection of his youthful notoriety.I extend my deepest sympathy and prayers to Carole and the Murray and Baffoe families.

All I can say is THANK GOD FOR MY UNCLE WAD! Miss ya, Uncle Ed.

MY DEAR LITTLE BROTHER EDDY , I HOPE YOU ARE IN A BETTER , SAFER , AND MORE GLORIOUS PLACE . I WISH WE COULD JUST SIT AND TALK FOR A WHILE LONGER . YOU WERE MY PROTECTOR WHEN WE WERE YOUNG , KILLING SPIDERS , AND TAKING CARE OF THOSE TEENAGE BOYS THAT DID YOUR SIS WRONG . REMEMBER TERRY FUNDERBURK AND THE CHERRY BOMB ??? THERE WAS NEVER A THING THAT I ASKED FOR THAT YOU DIDNT DO FOR ME . THANKS FOR REPAIRING MY BASEMENT WINDOW THE LAST TIME YOU WERE OVER .YOU WERE THE MOST HANDSOME GUY ON THE SOUTH SIDE . I MISS YOU SO MUCH , I AM SO EMPTY INSIDE . LETS JUST RIDE BY THE 'TASTY FREEZE' JUST ONE MORE TIME....YOU WERE THE BEST , MY DEAR ED !!!!.....LOVE , NEESIE

Ed was a close friend of mine. His persona harkened back to a better time. A time when you relied on friends with simplicity, laughs, and trust. Ed was a throwback, and I will miss him alot. My best to the Baffoe family.

To Matt and Barb and the entire wonderful clan of Baffoe, our hearts and prayers are with you.

Much Love,

The Maas Family

It was such a lovely service for a truly unforgetable man. We will cherish the memories of camping with Ed and Carol and Erin and of them including us in their extended family. Peter will miss his heart to hearts with Ed. They became close friends in such a short time. Ed had a way of making whoever he was talking to feel like the most important, most interesting person. That was because he was such a great listener. He would smile and sit back and LISTEN. Such a gift. He will be and is missed.

To Carol and all the Murray Family, My deepest sympathies for your loss. Ed was a great guy. The numerous times I was lucky to visit with him at family functions, he was always so friendly and just a real nice guy. I'm so sorry for your loss.

Eddie was a great friend! We grew up across the alley from each other. My memories of him and the experiences we shared will never die. Just as with the baffoe family,Eddie was my hero too.

On behalf of the entire Callaway Family, you have our deepest sympathy. God Bless you all.

To the Baffoe family;

My deepest sympathies to all of you.

I have many memories of Eddie as Eugene's older brother. We just all thought he was so cool.I know he will be greatly missed. All the memories that come to mind bring a beautiful picture of wonderful family, friends, and fun.

I hope these memories fill you with peace through this difficult time.

You are all in my thoughts and prayers. I picture Eddie with your Mother and Father filled with happiness and love, looking down on all of us smiling.

God bless all of you.

With love

Janet Each

I am so very sorry to you all for the loss of Eddie. What a great, fun, kind and awesome person he was. We are all lucky to have had him in our lives for the short time. I'm sure there is comfort knowing he's with your mom and dad. I guess God needed another good guy from the neighborhood. On behalf of the Duffy family, our prayers are with you. God Bless.

Jim, please know that my mother (the former Margaret Mary O'Rourke, before she married Michael Angelo Baffoe) would have loved the Gaelic tribute to Ed. Her father was born in County Limerik, and was the oldest of 16 children!!! For those of us who need a little refresher course, the Gaelic tribute was: May he rest in peace..." Thanks to all who took the time to remember Ed in the Guest Book. It means a lot to our family.

I had the opportunity to met Ed five years ago. We both worked downtown in the securities industry at that time.. We developed a good friendship. I would like his family to know that my thoughts are with them. He will be missed...

I will always remember Eddy, fondly...we "cut our teeth" on young love together, I like to think...many laughs, many great memories...my deepest sympathies to his family and loved ones. Katy Broderick Duffy

I want to express my condolences to Carol and family and also the Baffoe family. I only had the pleasure of meeting Ed once, at a camp-fire sing along party, but after talking to him for a while you felt like you knew him for a long time. My prayers and thoughts are with you at this time.

Sincerely, Pam Falkenberg

I am so broken hearted at the loss of my constant companion of my early life. We were muccano (because Ed had a har tim esaying Marybeth) and Fun. My dear smiling Ed. As we got older, Ed always called me his little sister even though he was younger than me. When Ed got to be a "big boy and he started to play more with the boys on the block, I got kicked out of his fort one day. That was a turning point and I remember I missed him then too. We double dated in high school and had many crazy escapades. Then I think Ed missed me very much when I went to Nursing school as I did him. Sure enough we were off into our own lives faster that we knew. He wasn't able to come to Denver when Joey was little because they had resposibilities at home. Then later I asked him if he would consider moving to Denver and he said he never would because he wanted to be near his Joey, They all finally got to come out and visit a few years ago and we had the best time. Ed and Carol were so relaxed with us. Now that will be a memory I will hold in my heart. I miss you Ed. I just can't believe it. I think I am still in shock. I hope to honor you with my singing at the funeral.

Went camping with Ed for years. Always had a great time. Sat up and talk to him one night untill four in the morning just talking, and became very good friends. Was always very good with kids. We'll miss you. Love always the Baileys

My prayers are with Carole, and the Baffoe and Murray familes. I had the privledge of going to Carmel and Loras with Eddie. There are tons of stories but in every sense of the word, he was a true Carmel man. I will never forget him and will miss him. May Our Lady of Mt. Carmel watch over him.



Ar dheis Dé go raibh a anam



Jim McHugh

Thanks Fr. Gavin & to all other signers who put so much thought into their words. Ed was a one of a kind guy who will be sorely missed. Your notes are truly comforting. Thanks. Dan

Here's to a Duhawk,Fellow Rugby teammate, frat brother and friend. We will miss you and remember the good times. There will never be anyone like little Eddie.

Carol and Terry Langan and family

Family came first with my brother, Ed. He was a person you always wanted on your side: fiercely loyal, and a tireless worker. He will be sorely missed, not only by our family, but by the countless lives he touched.

To Ed's Family and Friends - I was very sorry to see Ed's name in the death notice this morning. My first thought was that he is together again with his mom and dad and, unfortuneately, many of the class of '72. Death kills bodies, but because of Christmas and Easter, it will never, ever kill a relationship of love. Saints are 'sinners who kept on trying' and 'flawed individuals with great courage and generous hearts.' Eddie fits the picture. You could place that on his tombstone....I would like to share two things with you...The first is called MY LAST REQUEST...Eddie could have written this....."Please don't say that I gave up, just say that I gave in. Don't say I lost the battle, for it was God's war to lose or win. Please don't say how good I was, but that I did my best. Just say I tried to do what's right, to give the most I could, not do less. Please don't give me wings or halos, tha't for God to do. I want no more than I deserve, no extras, just my due. Please don't give me flowers, or talk in harsh tones. Don't talk about what could have been, it's over and it's done. Just see my family's needs, the battle has been won. When you draw a picture of me, don't draw me as a saint - I've done some good, I've done some wrong, so use all your paint. Not just the bright and light tones, use some gray and dark. In fact, don't put me down on canvas, paint me in your heart. Don't just remember all the good times, but remember all the bad, for life is full of many things, some happy and some sad. But if you must do something, then I have one last request. Forgive me for the wrongs I've done and with the love that's left, Thank God for my soul's resting, Thank God for all who loved me, Praise God who loved me best.





Something else that Eddie could have said to all of you, this is called TOGETHERNESS.



Death is nothing at all - I have only slipped away into the next room. Whatever we were to each other, that we are still. Call me by my old familiar name, speak to me in the easy way which you always used. Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes we enjoyed together. Play, smile, think of me, pray for me. Let my name be the household word that it always was. Let it be spoken without effort. Life means all that it ever meant. it is the same that it ever was - there is absolutely unbroken continuity. Why should I be out of your mind because I am out of your sight? I am but waiting for you, for an interval, somewhere very near, just around the corner. All is well. Nothing is past. Nothing is lost. One brief moment and all will be as it was before...only better, infinitely happier and forever - we will be one together in Christ.....



Eddie, may God hold you in the palm of His loving hand.....Shalom.

Michaelene,

So sorry to hear about your brother. Please express my sympathy to Donna and the rest of your family.

Georgene Greco Ring

On behalf of the entire Murray family, thank you Ed for all of your kindness and for the love you have given us.

I had the good fortune of working side by side with Ed for many years. What a lucky guy I am! Thanks for all of your heart felt sympathy, it's greatly appreciated!

Joe

I had the fortune of working side by side my brother for many years. How lucky was I? Very Lucky!

I had the fortune of working side by side my brother for many years. How lucky was I? Very Lucky!

Eddie will always be remembered by
our family. We all grew up together
at St. Felicitas. I remember Eddie
from our Mt. Carmel days. God Bless
his memory and his family.

Patricia, Kathy, Barbara, Susan, Mary, Colleen and David Condon

My deepest sympathy to Carol, Joseph, Jessica, Neal and Erin, and to all of Ed's brothers and sisters, who obviously loved him so dearly.

I would like to thank everyone who has called to express sympathy and share stories about my dear brother. Following the births of four daughters, Ed ushered in the era of "the boys" in the Baffoe family; and a lively and fun-filled era it was. Now Ed has returned to the arms of his mother and father. He will be well cared for but he will also be missed.

We met during high school, and became good friends, Eddy was fun, tough and loyal. God Bless. An old friend from South Shore.

I remember Ed being the comic at Carmel, always ready to find a way to make a good laugh happen.



To Mary Beth and his other brothers and sisters, my deepest sympathy.

Whenever I think of Eddy, I see him laughing and full of life. I'm praying for all his loved ones during this sad time.