Frank Anthony (Tony) Sirico, Jr.|
Dec. 27, 1972 - Sept. 17, 1997
My son Tony fought a long hard battle - a battle against himself actually . . . a battle with mental illness that he finally came to believe he couldn't win.
"There came a time when the pain it took to stay was greater than the pain it took to leave."
"Our friend died on his own battlefield. He was killed in action fighting a civil war. He fought against adversaries that were as real to him as his casket is real to us. They were powerful adversaries. They took tolls of his energies and endurances. They exhausted the last vestiges of his courage and strength. At last these adversaries overwhelmed him. And it appeared that he lost the war. But did he? I see a host of victories that he has won!
For one thing, he has won our admiration, because even if he lost the war, we give him credit for his bravery on the battlefield. And we give him credit for the courage and the pride and the hope that he used as weapons as long as he could. We shall remember not his death, but his daily victories gained through his kindnesses and thoughtfulness, through his love for family and friends . . . for all things beautiful, lovely, and honorable. We shall remember not his last day of defeat, but we shall remember the many days that he was victorious over overwhelming odds. We shall remember not the years we thought he had left, but the intensity with which he lived the years he had. Only God knows what this child of his suffered in the silent skirmishes that took place in his soul. But our consolation is that God does know and understands.”
~Rev. Warren Stevens~
Tony lives forever in my heart. With every breath I take he is remembered . . . never to be forgotten. I close my eyes and see him . . . glowing . . . smiling . . . at peace with himself . . . . . . .at last.
Memorial Submitted by: Tony's Mom, Phyllis