Wanamaker & Carlough Funeral Home

177 Route 59, Suffern, NY


Helen L. Ciccolella

July 8, 1935March 17, 2020

Helen L. Ciccolella, 84, of Minersville PA, formerly of Allendale NJ passed away peacefully on March 17, 2020.

Born in Suffern NY., on July 8, 1935, she was the daughter of Richard and Frieda Kraemer.

She was married to the late William “Willy” Beyer and they had a son, William. In 1958, she married the late Maurice “Moe” Ciccolella and they had two daughters, Diane and Kathy.

Helen worked for W.T. Grants and Ben Franklin in Wyckoff N.J. as a store manager for many years. She enjoyed working with the new and regular customers while having some great times with the staff. Helen loved her children, but her grandchildren were extra special; Katherine Gollwitzer, Jennifer Beyer-Matuszek, Ryan Robbins, Anne Beyer, Kim Robbins and Michael Barbato. And she especially loved her great grandchildren; Ravid Gollwitzer, Hannah Matuszek, Jett Leslie and her newest great granddaughter who will be born this spring. Helen was predeceased by her parents, two brothers, Richard and Albert and a sister Carol. Helen is survived by her brother Walter Kraemer A private funeral service will be held. Memorial donations may be made to St. Jude Children’s Research Hospital.


  • Funeral Services and Burial will be Private


Helen L. Ciccolella

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William Beyer

March 21, 2020

Gone From My Sight
I am standing upon the seashore. A ship, at my side,
spreads her white sails to the moving breeze and starts
for the blue ocean. She is an object of beauty and strength.
I stand and watch her until, at length, she hangs like a speck of white cloud just where the sea and sky come to mingle with each other.

Then, someone at my side says, "There, she is gone."

Gone where?

Gone from my sight. That is all. She is just as large in mast,
hull and spar as she was when she left my side.
And, she is just as able to bear her load of living freight to her destined port. Her diminished size is in me -- not in her.

And, just at the moment when someone says, "There, she is gone," there are other eyes watching her coming, and other voices ready to take up the glad shout, "Here she comes!"

And that is dying...
Will always love you Mom