Philip J. Capurso

August 8, 1915January 22, 2014

Philip J. Capurso, 98, passed away on Wednesday, January 22, 2014. He was born in Rochester, NY where he raised two sons and a daughter while working as a police officer for 27 years and then a home improvement specialist. He was very handy and practically rebuilt his home in Rochester while still finding time to maintain his own boat and involved his family in fishing, hunting, water skiing, and boating.

He and his loving wife Mary of 72 years then followed their dreams of living their senior years on a sunny Florida golf course in a condominium, and travel to see the country. When not traveling, he enjoyed long walks, reading adventure books, collecting golf balls, and joined his two sons riding along on their golf carts.

Philip is survived by his two sons, John (Angela) Capurso and Gary (Roz) Capurso; daughter, Janice (Richard) Kircher; four grandchildren, Michelle (Donald) Barr, Philip Capurso, Mark (Alissa) Kircher, and Bruce (Jody) Kircher; and his great-grandson, James Michael Kircher. A visitation is scheduled for Wednesday, January 29, 2014 from 1:00 to 2:00 pm at The Life Event Center at Florida Memorial, with a funeral following at 2:00. Entombment will take place at Florida Memorial Gardens.


  • Visitation Wednesday, January 29, 2014
  • Funeral Service Wednesday, January 29, 2014

Philip J. Capurso

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January 31, 2014

We are so sorry to hear about Uncle Phil. We so enjoyed it when he and Mary used to visit us in upstate New York. He would always share many stories of our family history. He was a wonderful man and will be greatly missed as part of our family. Our thoughts and prayers are with all of you.
Dan and Jo Ann Tauriello

Fred Tauriello

January 27, 2014

So sorry to hear of the passing of Uncle Phil. I always enjoyed his visits up to NY. We have so many good memories. He and Aunt Mary were very loving to my mother especially. Our sympathy goes out to all of you.
Fred and Judy Tauriello