OBITUARIO

Anthony Tony Livio

12 mayo , 195019 julio , 2021
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Anthony Tony LIVIO, age 71, of Deerfield Beach, Florida passed away on Monday, July 19, 2021. Tony was born May 12, 1950 in Brooklyn, New York.

Tony is survived by his spouse, Anne Livio; son Paul A Livio; brother Charles Livio and sister Evelyn Koller.

A viewing for Tony will be held Friday, July 23, 2021 from 5:00 PM to 8:00 PM at Kraeer Funeral Home, 1199 E Sample Rd., Pompano Beach, FL. A burial will occur Saturday, July 24, 2021 from 10:30 AM to 11:30 AM at Forest Lawn Memorial Gardens, 200 W Copans Rd, Pompano Beach, FL.

Fond memories and expressions of sympathy may be shared at www.kraeerpompanobeach.com for the LIVIO family.

  • FAMILIA

  • Anne Livio, Spouse
  • Paul Livio, Son
  • Charles Livio, Brother
  • Evelyn Koller, Sister

Servicios

  • Anthony Livio

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  • Viewing

    viernes, 23 julio , 2021

  • Burial

    sábado, 24 julio , 2021

  • Graveside Service

    sábado, 24 julio , 2021

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joseph Livio

23 julio , 2021

Special memories that my cousin Anthony and I have laughed about over the years. Back when we were in high school. My cousin Anthony and I had attended Lafayette High School in Brooklyn. When it was time for Anthony to graduate he had to prove that he was not the student who had not returned books from the school library. The delinquent student was me. Eventually it got straightened out and he happily graduated. Another fond memory was when Anthony and I were around 5 or 6 years old we were visiting our grandparents. Anthony told me about his new red pedal fire engine. I was so excited and convinced Anthony for us to go back to his house several blocks and and across a large Ave. Just as I was about to get in the fire engine a car pulled up with both our dads who were very very mad at us. I never got to ride in it. We have laughed about that over the years. My cousin Anthony was truly a wonderful person and will be greatly missed.

Frances Conley

21 julio , 2021

Tony was dear brother in law. We had special times together during our visits. He had such a talent for photography. His family was always the most important thing to him. He will be missed.

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Biografía

I was born to a lower middle class Italian American family in Brooklyn New York in the year of 1950. I don’t remember our first apartment that was a abasement (Located on 80th street directly across the street from New Uthrics athletic field) but my mother told me of the stories that during the night there were sounds of rats running through the ceiling and walls, and she would take me out of the basement and bring me to bed with her and my father.
Latter on we moved to the second floor that was spacious and had both a TV and a Livening Room. Mrs. Giruso, was the landlord that lived on the first floor. She was always complaining that my bicycle squeaked to much
As a child I was very withdrawn, very really speaking, I was extremely shy, and introverted. My mother would complain that every time she turned around I was standing behind her. I was a real Momma’ boy. There were times when she would chase me around the house with my father’s strap. Like the times I shattered her collecting of 78 rpm BIG BAND MUSIC, OR EMPTED HER BOTTLES OF FAVORATE PURFUMES ON THE FLOOR..
Life seemed easy and free. In the summer we would put the big Hunter fans in the windows. Lying in my bedroom (wallpapered) with cowboys and Indians, I listen to the sounds of the Brooklyn, dogs barking,
On Saturday Nights and Sundays, I would be tucked up right next to my father, watching TV. We would watch Abbott & Costello, The Three Stooges, and his favorite Victory At Sea.
A few year latter, we moved to a Brownstown apartment on 17th ave., and 86 street. The owner of the home was a distant relative of my fathers and her and her sister lived upstairs, up a tall very dark staircase. The women dressed like old witches.
In 1961 when my parents separated, we moved to the Bayview Garden Apartments on Bay 16 Street, overlooking the Outer Bay, and building of the Verrazano Bridge. That was a great place to live.

1970 We moved to the new house in Eltingville Staten Island. I was attending Pace, and It was a long and timely commute to the city. That didn’t last long, because in July 1972 Joe and Mom, uprooted us, and we found ourselves in Ft. Lauderdale, Florida.

I took time off from school, and marveled in the fun and sun of South Florida. Working odd jobs here and there, Partying and taking advantage of Ft. Lauderdale’s night life.
I January of 1973 I returned to school attending USF in Tampa, along with my brother Charlie. Fontana Hall; what an experience that was. I graduated in April of 1975 with a BS in Chemistry.
1975 to 1979 were the lost years; worked in many fields, and got tired of the Fort Lauderdale night scene.

Then in June of 1979 I meet the love of my life, and soon to be wife Anne. We were married on May 17, 1980. We moved to Sunrise, and started a family. Our son Paul was born two years later on March 7, 1982. We first bought a Condo, but in 1992 we purchased our first home. In the evenings Anne and I would sit out on the front porch and watch the world go by, or marvel at the magnificent sunsets. Our daily routine was hectic, with a long evening commute, get dinner prepared, and taking care of Paul’s needs. There never seemed to be enough time in the day

In 1999 we moved a bit north to Coral Springs, to what we thought was the home of our dreams, but circumstances arose the derailed our plans. We only stayed there a few years. These were difficult years for the family, disciplinary issues with Paul, and our marriage problems lead to a divorce in 2001. Thankfully, in late 2003 reconciliation occurred

Many Sundays and almost all holidays we were gathered together with the rest of my family at mom’s. in the early years we would see Grandma, or Uncle Emery and Ferdi’s families, but later on their friends would prevail . She would usually start the day before preparing for a big meal, meticulous about how both the food was prepared and the dinner table was set just perfect

In 1988 I started working for Broward County. First for the Library, then Fire-Rescue, and finally settling for a managerial position at Water and Wastewater Services. My thirst for knowledge, had me being trained from everything from sewer rehabilitation to GIS tracking, and water quality. Unfortunately, through no fault of my own, I became entangled with an unscrupulous outside engineering firm that tarnished my record and prevented me from further advancement within the County. I finally retired from WWS in 2017.


Those were the years that Anne and I were able to finally slow down and enjoy life together. We took advantage of what South Florida had to offer and we started our discovery all over North America. We were like two children, roaming around San Francisco, overwhelmed by the majesty of Colorado’s Rocky Mountains. During this time we moved to a villa in Deerfield Beach and started renovating it. I discovered a passion for photography, and read everything I could get my hands on about the topic. I took hundreds of photographs, and experimented with different technics and post production processing. Finally, after my illness, I had a renewal of faith in being a Christian and having Jesus Christ as my savior. I pursued a deeper understanding of what it meant to be a Catholic. I remained in that home to my final days.