you are in great company artie!
my dad passed this day in 1998 and my mom was very close passing october31st, 2009........
this time of year always stirs the emotions both good and sad....
god bless you all and our familia !

I am so sorry that Artie has left us. I remember riding with him to school, as he lived about a block away from us. He was such a good person, a life well lived. 

It's been a year. . .not any easier, however, to have lost a part of one's self.  The year has actually made it more poignant. . . the absence of your wisdom, your wit, your love.   I think my smile is broader and my heart a little lighter when I think of the experiences that make clear the bond we shared though.   I know that is a gift from you to help with the burden of you not being with us physically.  I miss you but I always, always love you.

It's been nearly a year since Art passed. I cannot help but think of him this close to Halloween. Last year I had decorated as usual with candle figures of a witch and pumpkin. I took a picture with my camera and sent it via text to Art in hopes of lifting his spirit. 
I have fond memories of high school and the activities.
I have fond memories of our celebration 50 years after graduation. It was a pleasure seeing Art there after he had already been through so much. 
Arts passing still makes me sad.

I just wanted to say a sincere thank you to everyone who came to celebrate Dad today. He made such a special impact in the lives of everyone who knew him. His great smile, sense of humor, and the best laugh, to name a few. I know he would have loved seeing everyone here for him today. Knowing him you knew he was from Michigan, a Detroit Lions fan, his Italian love of food, but also a proud Leo! Part of his love of being a Leo was not only his amazing white haired mane, but more importantly the pride he had in his family and friends. I know for me, this celebration was as joyous as it was heartbreaking, but for Dad, he was probably smiling down and toasting to all of you celebrating this day. So Cheers to Dad, or as we say in Italian, Salute!! 

To our dear brother-in-law who fought so hard for so long, you will be missed. We will always have fond memories of our family gatherings, seeing each other and getting caught up at performances at the Straz and enjoying meals together for no reason at all.  Your love and support for your daughters, Danielle and Jennifer, and your beautiful granddaughters, Isabella and Alexis, was always of the utmost importance to you. Rest in peace, Art.

Art was a wonderful, kind, and fun loving man. I knew Art when he was teaching at Central, and will always have fond memories. My deepest condolences to Arts family.  Warm regards Kris North

I am so sorry for your loss. I have many fond memories of Art from our years working together at United Piping. 

My cousin Art:
My memories of Art begin when he was in high school and had the hot GTO muscle car; his love of cars continued through his life with Mustangs and BMW’s!
We were both at MSU while he was doing graduate work; Art would stop by my campus apartment to visit after his morning classes.  A gentle spirit with acute intelligence, Art was a natty dresser, a sport.  Through the years we shared some good times - a Pistons game, a Linda Ronstat concert, meals, drinks and conversation.  Art was a bright star, proud of his daughters, and his memory will live on in all our lives!

Artie and I shared a peculiar kinship.  We were the oldest of our "set" of two children within our family.   As his little little sister,  I definitely looked up to him.  He was the KING.  He once told me so.  He said, "I am the king, kiss my ring."  This, as he held out his hand for me to comply.

I was thinking how apt that the "Happy Days" character played by Henry Winkler was named ARTHUR  Fonzerelli.  He must have been channeling the original Mr. Cool.  Fonzi was more of a caricature.  My brother was just naturally IT.  Though I have learned in life that the Lord wants all of our worship and adoration.   We learn what that IS  within the family unit.  I admittedly adored my big brother. 

From the moment I met him, he welcomed me into the family with open arms.   It was apparent that one of his favorite places to be, was with family - eating, sharing, talking and appreciating all those around the table. I always appreciated his quiet demeanor that was replaced with quick quips and encouraging words as the conversation flowed.  One of my favorite memories is when he pressed me to add more olive oil to my salads. "It takes more than you think."  His advice upped my salad game and I think of him nearly every time I dress a salad for dinner.  I will miss hearing his laugh, listening to his stories and hearing the endless facts that he could supply in a moments notice.  He was truly a wonderful person and I feel so blessed to have known him as Uncle Artie.

I have many memories of my uncle, too many to choose from but not nearly enough. I kept him on a pedestal, the patriarch for me in the Faggion family. His laugh was infectious, and I doubt I will ever forget it. I remember him driving me during a visit to Florida one year, and he imparted sage advice. It has stayed with me, and I share it with others, giving them the gift he gave me at the time. And some nights, when the air is warm and the wine is flowing, I think back to a night in Italy when he and his brother-in-law, my father, sat in the courtyard of a much-too-large villa we had rented. We had all given up for the evening, but those two? They stayed at it, telling stories, looking off into the night sky, and just laughing together. More wine of course, but they were there, taking it all in.  Uncle Artie, one of the good ones. I'll miss him immensely. He made me better, inspiring me even from a distance. Much love to all who share in this loss. 

I am one of Artie's many cousins.  We shared so many things besides grandparents.  We lived in the same area, we went to the same schools and we went to the same Church.  Losing him is losing a treasured member of our heritage.  He was so brave as he battled his disease and fought back.  He leaves behind many family members who loved him but we believe in eternal life and know he is in good company.

I've been trying to think of just the right words to say. But, I really don't think there really is "the right thing" to actually say. I ended up reading a little quote the other day, and decided to save it. And, I feel like it suits what I wanted to say.
"When someone you love becomes a memory, the memory becomes a treasure."
Growing up away from family is never a fun thing. I always enjoyed seeing family during special occasions or during holiday visits. And I will always have those memories! 
You will be missed Uncle Art. Give everyone a big hug for all of us!!!

My deepest sympathy to the family for the loss of such a special man.  I was fortunate enough over the years, to have been a part of family gatherings, adventures, celebrations and some wonderful Italian meals.  These are special memories that Art helped make special.  You could see the adoration he had for his daughters, grand daughters, and family in his eyes.  His dry wit, and contagious laugh, and just his calm presence will be so missed.  

Rest in peace, Arthur/Art/Artie, or as we affectionately called him, Uncle Artie. And what a super uncle he was!  Way before he was an uncle, he became a big brother, first to my mother, then to my Aunt Mary and then again to my Uncle Pete.  Then he became a student, an engineer, a serviceman in the Army, a teacher, and a business leader.  He then became the uncle, a husband, a father, and later, a grandfather. But as I grew older, became an adult and was lucky to spend so much valued time with him over the years, I feel the most blessed to have known my Uncle as Artie the MAN. A MAN of faith. A MAN of strength. A MAN of courage. A MAN of wit and wisdom. A MAN of few words, but when he spoke them, they were meaningful. A MAN of heart and soul. A MAN of love. A MAN to look up to. And a MAN to celebrate.

He will be dearly missed, remembered always, and loved forever. 

We love you Uncle Artie!

A man of few words but many acts of love and kindness. I didn’t get to see him often but always adored being in his presence. I miss him. I love him. And I will forever carry my memories of him in my heart. 

My favorite memory of Uncle Art was while he first battled multiple myeloma AND cancer. I remember his joke that he was on an episode of House, and I remember the mini-family reunion that we did so that Uncle Art would still have the experience while the main contingent of Magnotta Family Reunion was in Michigan. Most of all, I remember his positive nature and his stubbornness. We walked the entire length of the airport to meet up with my mom & sister, and no matter how many times I offered a wheelchair, he would say, "Nah, I'm fine, but maybe we could take the elevator?" It was that walk with my uncle that made me realize that my stubbornness was genetic. When I saw him sing along to Motown while in the hospital on this latest and last fight, it was clear to me that he was the kind of father I am trying to be: a positive presence for my girls.

We'll miss you Uncle Art, hopefully we can sing some Motown with you up in heaven.

Dear Faggion family,
I am sure God told Artie when he arrived at the Golden Gates of Heaven,  "job well done my son, welcome home".
Sincerest sympathy to all and a big Faggion hug.
Sondi Faggion
Daughter of Robert and Lois Faggion
Granddaughter of James and Cecelia

My condolences to the family.
Rest in Peace Arty !

To all Faggion family, I'm so sorry to hear this news.  These are the very tough times in our lives and know you will make it thru.

Artie, I haven't seen you since high school, but my memory of you is of such a nice guy. I fondly remember driving to school with you. You did make a difference in my life. May your forward journey find you aware of the kinship and support of so many whom you have touched in life.

Neither in life nor in his passing..."he ain't heavy.  He's my brother."

Surely there is no love like the sister for the brother who led, who made safe and cleared the path.  Artie, you are my hero always.

Artie I always looked at you as a man who carried himself with class and dignity may God bless you rest in peace


We cherish our memories of you and the good times we shared.  We will especially remember your million dollar smile. Giant hugs and lots of love.

Gathering of Friends and Family

Art was predeceased by his parents, Art and Antoinette, and his brother, Peter. He leaves to cherish his memory his daughters, Danielle and Jennifer, his granddaughters Isabella and Alexis, his sisters Elissa (Dave) Greenburg and Mary Kay Elliott, nieces and nephews, a host of much-loved cousins, and so many respected and devoted friends.

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Arthur J. Faggion, Jr.

28 juillet 1944 – 2 novembre 2020

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