My papa andy was the best man I knew. Whenever my family would go visit him and grammy in the summer, I was always most excited for the mornings. Which is crazy because Im not a morning person. I would wake up with a miserable look and he would always, without a doubt, say “thats not my beautiful granddaughter” that always made me smile. When he saw the smile he would say “THERE’S my beautiful granddaughter!” He would then sit me down on the kitchen table and feed me what I was most excited for, a hersheys chocolate bar or a donut from Dunkin. 
I miss you dearly Papa!

My brother Andy and I would plow snow  for several factories in the Johnston / Providence area, the reason the two of us did this together was one would be getting warm in the pickup truck and the other would be plowing snow in the open air front end loader.. Cold.  Every 15-20 minutes we would change. This was the beginning of the sons starting to take an interest in the business our dad started. many years previous.  At the end of the night before returning home and going to sleep, we would discuss the work, the difficulty of it, and how could we service  more businesses. 

I Love you Andy.

Trustbridge

Visitation

Mass of Christian Burial

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Romano Funeral Home