Charles P. Abata

October 8, 1947February 27, 2011

Charles P. Abata, 63, beloved husband to Faye (Bradley) Abata for 44 yrs., of New Britain, passed away on Sunday, Feb. 27, 2011.

Charles was born in Southington, son to the late Charles Paul Abata and Cora Mary Davanzo. He had been employed by CT Transit and had served in the US Marine Corp during Vietnam. Charles had also worked at Stanley Works, it's Cold Metal Products Division; and Mercer and Dunbar for the past 44 years.

He enjoyed golfing and his gardening will be well remembered-awaiting his wonderful tomatoes. He will be greatly missed, not only for his mischievous smile, but all that went with it.

In addition to his loving wife, Alice Faye, he is also survived by his son, Charles P. Abata III of Meriden, a sister, Julia Fioravanti and her husband Henry of Plantsville, his nephew, Dominick Palmisano, a niece, Rose Girardin and her husband Ken and many great nieces and nephews. He was also predeceased by his brother, James Abata.

A Memorial Mass will be held Saturday, March 5, 2011 at 11:30am in St. Ann Church. Committal services will follow in St. Mary Cemetery. New Britain Memorial Donald D. Sagarino Funeral Home, has been entrusted. For directions or to express an online condolence, please see attached links.


  • Memorial Service Saturday, March 5, 2011
  • Committal Service Saturday, March 5, 2011

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Rocco Davanzo

March 19, 2011


Always my favorite cousin and golf partner. We had some great times together and I will miss you.

Faye and family - I am very sorry for your loss. I am also sorry I could not be at the service but as you know I was oveseas. I love you all.

Louise Davanzo-French

March 6, 2011

I wanted to light a candle for you. I Love you. Peachy

Louise Davanzo French

March 3, 2011

Dear BoBo, You will always be in my Heart and prayers,As children you were not only my cousin but my best friend, I will always cherish those times together. I Love you, dear cousin, You are with our dear Lord now, and also with the people we held so dear to our hearts, Please let your brother jim, Mom Aunt Cora, Dad uncle Chick, Grandma Davanzo,Uncles Rocky,& Charlie, And my Dad Ed,Give them our Love. I will keep you always in my heart. Love Peachy

Louise & Harry Davanzo French

March 3, 2011

To my dearest family, some things I'd like to say...
but first of all, to let you know, that I arrived okay.
I'm writing this from heaven. Here I dwell with God above.
Here, there's no more tears of sadness; here is just eternal love.

Please do not be unhappy just because I'm out of sight.
Remember that I'm with you every morning, noon and night.
That day I had to leave you when my life on earth was through,
God picked me up and hugged me and He said, "I welcome you."

It's good to have you back again; you were missed while you were gone.
As for your dearest family, they'll be here later on.
I need you here badly; you're part of my plan.
There's so much that we have to do, to help our mortal man.

God gave me a list of things, that he wished for me to do.
And foremost on the list, was to watch and care for you.
And when you lie in bed at night, the day's chores put to flight.
God and I are closest to the middle of the night.

When you think of my life on earth, and all those loving years
because you are only human, they are bound to bring you tears.
But do not be afraid to cry; it does relieve the pain.
Remember there would be no flowers, unless there was some rain.

I wish that I could tell you all that God has planned.
But if I were to tell you, you wouldn't understand.
But one thing is for certain, though my life on earth is o'er.
I'm closer to you now, than I ever was before.

There are many rocky roads ahead of you and many hills to climb;
but together we can do it by taking one day at a time.
It was always my philosophy and I'd like it for you too...
that as you give unto the world, the world will give to you.

If you can help somebody who's in sorrow and pain,
then you can say to God at night......"My day was not in vain."
And now I am contented....that my life has been worthwhile,
knowing as I passed along the way, I made somebody smile.

So if you meet somebody who is sad and feeling low,
just lend a hand to pick him up, as on your way you go.
When you're walking down the street, and you've got me on your mind;
I'm walking in your footsteps only half a step behind.

And when it's time for you to go.... from that body to be free,
remember you're not're coming here to me.

Ruth Ann Mahaffey (author)
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