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Veta Bono Middleton

10 September , 192925 October , 2019

Veta Nell Bono Middleton, 90, of Houston, passed away on Friday, October 25, 2019. Veta was preceded in death by her husband, Rob, and her four siblings. She is survived by her children, John Rob, Cindy, Mary Esther, and Kathy; seven grandchildren; and twelve nieces and nephews.

Veta was born on September 10, 1929 in Houston, Texas to John and Mary Bono. She married her beloved husband, Rob, in 1955, and their 54 magical years of marriage were an inspiration to many. The first in her family to attend college, Veta worked as a P.E. teacher before fulfilling her life’s goal of becoming a mother and building a strong and loving family. Throughout her long life as a mother, grandmother, aunt, neighbor, and friend, Veta’s kitchen brimmed with nourishing meals, coveted treats, family traditions, and laughter. Her Catholic faith, Sicilian heritage, and deep love for family and friends brought immeasurable comfort and countless Sunday spaghetti suppers to her family and community in Houston.

The family will be hosting a reception at 3:30 PM in the "Family Life Center" at St. Francis de Sales Catholic Church 8200 Roos Road Houston, Texas 77036.

The family request, that in lieu of flowers, donations be made to St. Francis de Sales Catholic Church or Mended Hearts Chapter 362 Southeast Texas, Att: James King 3303 Point Clear Dr. Missouri City, TX 77459-3621.


  • Visitation Monday, 4 November , 2019
  • Rosary Service Monday, 4 November , 2019
  • Mass of Christian Burial Tuesday, 5 November , 2019
  • Rite of Committal Tuesday, 5 November , 2019
  • Reception Tuesday, 5 November , 2019


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Polly Mestre Sullivan

6 December 2019

Sending prayers to your family. I remember your mother from my St. Francis days especially. I understand your loss. My father is in hospice care at 93 years of age. It’s hard to say goodbye, but comforting that they transition peacefully surrounded by loving family. God bless you all. Polly Mestre Sullivan🙏🙏🙏

Tom Fetzer

5 November 2019

I think I have an original story about my Aunt Veta. It was a battle of wills, and I WON! Many years ago, and I’m pretty sure it was when they were still living on Hendon Ln. I had spent the night at the Middleton house like cousins do. In the morning she made me some oatmeal for breakfast. I didn’t do oatmeal. I still don’t today. She told me that I could stay at the table until I ate the oatmeal. That was fine with me. While everyone else went to play, I stayed at the table. I wasn’t going to eat the oatmeal. What seemed like hours later, she brought me a scrambled egg for breakfast. This makes me the only living person who out lasted her and lived to tell about it!

I will miss my phone calls with Aunt Veta.

Jack Laney

1 November 2019

We had all come back from some kind of field trip, and were at the Middleton’s first house. All the aunts(Veta, Sara, Anna Marie, Dolly) were in the kitchen scrounging up lunch. I was about 6 or seven years old.

We were having sandwiches, so I went up to the kitchen counter to ask aunt Veta what our choices were. She said, “Ham & Cheese, Pimento Cheese, Liverwurst, or COW TONGUE”! I didn’t believe her about the Cow Tongue, so I made her show me it. She opened up a Tupperware container..., and there it was..., a whole Cow Tongue in all it’s pebbly glory.

Well, I was completely “horrified”, but she said “you don’t know what your missing; it’s really good”, as my mother nodded her head in agreement and licked a big dollop of Liverwurst off her spoon!

Needless to say, I opted for the Ham & Cheese.

Great times with great ladies!

Thomas Troegel

29 October 2019

John, and all the girls (now women),
I am so sorry for your loss. Your mother was an inspiration, both on the soccer sidelines and off. What a wonderful woman. I'll never forget her strength, integrity and compassion. It's clear that all the best of her still lives on in her children.
God bless you all,
Tom Troegel