Carmine was born on January 2, 1943 in Calabria, Italia. He was an amazing carpenter and wood craft-man. He has done work in every family members' house. He was to proud to have worked in building the Twin Towers, which unfortunately led to his lifelong illness. He was pre-deceased by his parents Raffaela Mazzotta and Francesco Policicchio. He leaves behind his wife, Lucia, sons Franco Policicchio, Anthony Policicchio, daughter Sonia Forchetti (nee Policicchio), 2 grandsons Andrew Stufano and Marc Forchetti.
words from daughter Sonia and son-in-law Robert Forchetti:
We are all here today for one reason….. We loved the man here in front of us. But
who was this man? A husband? A brother? A father? A grandfather, or A friend?....
Well he was more than all of those things. He was a man who prided himself on
three things. Work hard and honest, help people when they needed it most, and
Love everyone in the room.
You see this man loved people. He would talk to everyone….... He loved to tell his
stories…….. stories from when he was a young boy helping his father, or stories
working for Pellegrino, driving a truck through the mountainside of Pavia, or
working as a carpenter in Manhattan alongside other immigrants, later to become
his friends. Stories of his customers he would serve in the pizzeria that he ran with
his wife…. How about the hunting stories, he loved going hunting with his friends.
You see, he loved to tell stories, real stories… and always so proud of them. They
were the stories of his life.
But I think, the thing he was most proud of, was Lucia….. his wife. He loved HER….
more than you could know. I mean, other than telling his stories, what was the
other thing he loved to do?.............. Sing ! ........He loved to sing. And always to Lucia.
He really loved her. All of us looking in saw that.
You see, this man always had respect for the people around him because he loved
them. All of them. God has chosen CARMINE, our husband, brother, father,
grandfather, and friend…….. to be the ambassador of his word, to love people
through his stories.
So the next time you hear Santa Lucia playing, where ever you may be, remember
Carmine, because I know I will.
Words from grandsons: Andrew and Marc
Rest in Peace Nonno. You were the greatest grandfather we could ask for and more. You were there since day 1 and never failed to make the whole room laugh. From your beautiful singing to hilarious impersonations you have gave us so many memories and life lessons that we will never forget. You were the most selfless person we knew and only cared about your family making sure they were ok. While we are sad you are gone, we are happy you are at piece now and no longer suffering. May you enjoy heaven with those that were there before you and continue to watch our family from above.