Albert R. Criscuolo

November 17, 1924October 30, 2018
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Albert “Sonny” Criscuolo of Bardonia, NY passed away on October 30, 2018. He was 93.

Sonny was born in Harlem, NY on November 17, 1924 to Frank and Maria (Bella) Criscuolo. Sonny married the love of his life Elsie and they shared 63 years of marriage. He provided for his family all of his life. He loved to take long car rides upstate; he enjoyed the warm weather and sitting out on the deck. He will be remembered as a kind, funny, and loving man. Family and respect always came first.

Sonny is survived by his two daughters Diane Criscuolo and Doris Monitto and his beloved grandson Louie Monitto and his 3 great-grandchildren Sophia Bella, Joseph James, and Nicholas Anthony Monitto.

Family will receive friends at Michael J. Higgins Funeral Home, 321 S. Main St., New City on Nov. 4th from 2-4pm and 7-9pm. Services will be held on Nov. 5th at 10am at the Funeral Home, Entombment to follow at St. Anthony Cemetery, Nanuet.

In lieu of flowers donations can be made in Sonny’s memory to Alzheimers Foundation of America: 322 8th Ave, 7th floor, NY, NY 10001.


  • Visiting Sunday, November 4, 2018
  • Funeral Service Monday, November 5, 2018

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Doris Monitto

January 3, 2019

My dad Albert Criscuolo known to all as “Sonny” was born in East Harlem, New York to immigrant parents Maria and Frank. They had 10 children and 2 passed away at a very young age including their mother and were raised by their aunts and older siblings. Religion and faith kept them all together. He was in World War 11 in the Army. He married my mom and shared 63 years of marriage together. He had 2 beautiful daughters, a grandson and 3 great grandchildren
He guided us through the years with his own experiences in life. He taught us morals, values and traditions which we still follow today. Family and respect were most important to him. We have great memories of a fun filled childhood growing up in the Bronx. My dad always made us feel safe and secure. When we needed help he was always there for us. My dad was strict and demanding but could never stay angry for very long. He always stressed the importance of our extended families. He raised his grandson as his own and loved every minute of it. We all were raised to forgive each other no matter what the circumstance were.
He loved to take his family on long rides. He enjoyed sitting on the deck watching all the different birds drinking a bottle of seltzer and eating grapefruits. He loved Italian bread, wine and plenty of sweets. He always treasured all gatherings at the dinner table with family and friends.
He tried his best to the very end with his courage and determination without ever complaining. When we asked him what he wanted for his birthday he would say just one more year. He will be loved and missed especially by his girls and grandson. He taught me the joy of being a grandma by watching how he was with my son as a grandpa. I could never understand the bond he had with my son until I became a grandma.
My father’s stories, his values and love of family all live in us today. What a wonderful legacy. Until we meet again Daddy. I love you always.

Louie Monitto

January 3, 2019

Let me start by saying there is not enough room on this page or time in a day to tell you all what an amazing man, father, grandfather and role model he was to me. He took on the responsibility of being a father for a boy who lost his real dad, and to be completely honest, he did a better job than most would.
We did everything together like two peas in a pod. As young as I can remember, every Saturday going down to 116th Street in East Harlem and walking around everywhere with him. I was mesmerized by how much he was loved, respected and cared for by everyone. I would look at him with complete happiness thinking I am so proud that’s my grandpa.
Every Sunday was a trip to Louie & Steve’s Coffee Shop for scrambled eggs on a roll and a ride on Olori Cranes because he was good friends with the owner. After breakfast, we always went fishing. Personally I think he hated fishing but that never stopped him.
I love him unconditionally and forever will. He was a man of respect, love and dignity and always put family first. He was someone you could really look up to.
My most recent memories over the past few years of his life consisted of going over to his house having the same repetitive conversation: “Louie how are you? Are you still in construction? Hope you are making good money. Are you married? Do you have any kids?” We had this conversation almost every day for the last four years and it never got old. I love him so much and really wish this day never had to come.
Love you “Gramps”
Your grandson Louie

Maria Colomban

November 4, 2018

Our friendship began the day the Criscuolo's or as I may call them Criscoula's moved next door to us in Bardonia. I have been a friend of the family ever since. What I remember most about Sonny is his kindness, love of his family and his attire. Sonny was a sharp dresser with his leather jackets and his boots. Those boots went everywhere. My first experience with the Jersey Shore (Seaside Heights) was with the Criscuola's. Needless to say, when we went with Sonny he wore those boots. He would take off his boots and socks hold them, and walk onto the beach with us. After the beach it was always Lucky Leos, playing the wheel to win some prizes. We all had a great time. I am so glad I saw him a couple of days before his passing. May you rest in peace Sonny, no one will every forget you.

Diane Criscuols

November 3, 2018

I just want to start by saying I loved my dad very much. One memory I remember was when he walked miles to meet me at the finish line at the nyc marathon his first words when. He saw me was next time take the car lol. Another time was when I finally graduated nursing school he was so proud of me that he said now I know I will be taken care of. How right he was. PS remember always to stay 2 car lengths behind the car in front of you and always look for the help truck. My fathers stories his values and his love for family all live in us ...what a wonderful legacy , your loving daughter Diane the telephone cook ❤️ Every time I hear the song pennies from heaven and frank sinatra I will always think of you

Ann Koukos

October 30, 2018

The passing of my Uncle "Sonny" Criscuolo closes the chapter of a book that was well written. The story was of eight children who lost their mother and two young brothers when they were very young. It is not a sad story, they pulled together, the older children helped raise the younger and a bond was created between them that would last a lifetime.

All of them were just terrific uncles when I was growing up, but Uncle Sonny was special. He had a boyish smile that could win anyone over. His love of family had no bounds.

One winter Uncle Sonny wanted to teach all the cousins, including me, to ice skate. I knew he was a city kid so I didn't think he had much experience but he said he was a natural on ice skates. So all the cousins got geared up and headed to the frozen lake in South Plainfield. Uncle Sonny said "before any of you go on the ice let me show you how it's done." He started to skate and tripped on a twig, went flying and hurt his ankle. He had to be carried off the ice so he could get his ankle wrapped! He never complained, coming off the ice he said, "watch for twigs" and gave us all that sweet smile.

Thank you Uncle Sonny for being an uncle that created wonderful childhood memories for me and for giving me a great aunt and two terrific cousins.

With love,
Your niece Ann