September 17, 1932 – November 15, 2020
Guilio Guinchigliani, 88, of Louisville passed away November 15, 2020.
Born to hard-working Italian immigrants who owned a restaurant in downtown Lancaster, KY. He played football and was captain of the high school basketball team. He was blessed by the Pope in Italy before entering the Air Force in 1950. He served his country in the Korean War and later in the Air Force Reserve. Guilio attended Centre College and was a member of Sigma Chi fraternity.
Guilio spent over 35 years working at Citizen’s Fidelity which was later acquired by PNC. He retired as a Vice President in the Accounting department. During the late 70s and early 80s, he was instrumental in implementing the Automated Teller Machine process for the bank.
Guilio had a comprehensive knowledge of banking and was considered an expert in Overnight Float. He was often loaned out to regional banks as a consultant. He was hailed an “unsung hero” by his colleagues.
He was the life of a party and spent many nights playing his favorite songs from Frank Sinatra. He was a loyal family man and was preceded in death by his wife of 56 years, Jean. He is survived by his son Tony (Janis), daughter Gina G. Hina (Fred), and grandsons Jared, Justin, and Jacob Hina.
No public services are scheduled at this time. Receive a notification when services are updated.
November 17, 2020
Tony & Jan and Gina & Fred,
You know how much I loved your Dad. As we all go, one by one, the empty spot in my heart keeps getting larger and larger. Such wonderful memories (UK Games and UK game parties - sorry Fred, houseboat trips, camping trips, having the chickens for Sunday lunch, following the chucks around, eating s'mores made with a cigarette lighter, watching fireworks to oohs and ahhs (especially on the houseboat), getting teased by Guilio about my blue dress, Christmas eves for I don't know how many years (for 50 years I think), the notes he kept inside the kitchen cabinet door, my Dad always looking for him at lunch at the Galt House or Delta Bar when Dad and I went to lunch, New Years Eve for almost as many years (starting with dances at Whispering Hills). The memories all come flooding back. He was a great man, a good man, a funny man, and I loved him. Love to you all, Sandy