Lucille Fantazier began life in New Jersey on August 8, 1939; the eldest of 3 children born to John and Mary Fantazier. To all who knew her she was “just plain Lucy”, but there was nothing plain about her and even at her 80 years, she was beautiful on the inside and the outside. She was extraordinary, and a rare treasure on this earth. In her lifetime, she was honored to be called daughter, sister, wife, Mother, and Grandmother (in its many forms). She was a strong and hard-working woman who wore many hats in life, but those were her most treasured positions. If you ever had a conversation with her, it wouldn’t be long before you heard the latest exploits or favorite stories of her family – her earthly treasures.
Mom was a staple at every event as a supporter, a spectator, and more times than not, a volunteer. We were blessed to have her cheer us on through countless bowling practices, matches, tournaments, and titles. We were blessed to see her with our Aunt Tessie in the front row of EVERY showing of EVERY choir and drama production that included any one of her grandchildren. Before the shows, you would find her working on concessions for the fundraising intermissions, and before that, you would often find her baking some of those treats. And we were blessed, as was she, to sit amongst the student body as several of her grandchildren led worship with their high school praise team. This era was the highlight of her life.
Mom was truly the glue that held our family together, and there are more stories to tell than there is room to tell them. Her happiest moments were the ones she spent with us, and we were fortunate to have her for most of her 80 years of moments. She was the biggest fan of each one of us. She was our most fervent prayer warrior. She was a safe haven, because we knew she would never, not love us. This Thanksgiving will not be the same, as she was always the director of the day. As we gather, we will rejoice that her pain and suffering have ended, but we will be so deeply saddened that she will be absent from our midst.
Among the broken hearts will be:
Kimberley & David Schulman (daughter and son-in-law), Chelsea & Tyler Gunlock (granddaughter and husband), Eric Schulman (grandson)
Sheri-Lynn & Richard Angiel (daughter and son-in-law), Brian & Presley Angiel, and Georgie (grandson and new wife), Johnny Angiel (grandson), Bobert, Kylie Angiel (granddaughter)
Teri Cubine (daughter),Chasey Cubine & Michael Burks (granddaughter and fiance’), Mini P & Pid (“grandsons”)
John & Joanne Fantazier (brother and wife)
Sandy & Billy Zampella (niece and husband)
Sharon Mullins (friend, and bonus daughter)
Those no longer missing her as she will be seated with them this Thanksgiving:
Larry Zampella (husband)
John & Mary Fantazier (father & mother)
Peggy and Sonny Scuotto (sister & husband)
Many other family members and friends that have no doubt missed her.
To each one of us I think she would say, “See you again, Lord willing” and then would encourage us, “Not to worry. Not to worry.” We will miss hearing those words, seeing her face, and feeling her love. And if she could hear our hearts, she would know that we count it our privilege to be her family, to love her and to be loved by her, and that we will miss her every day from now until we are together again.
Rest in peace, Mom. We will see you again.
There are no services planned. If you would like to remember her, please make a donation in her name to St. Jude Children’s Hospital.
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