Obituary of Albert D'Addario

Albert D’Addario, a retired Upholster passed away after a brief illness at the Lahey Clinic Medical Center in Burlington on Sunday night, May 31, 2009. He was born in East Boston, the son of Italian Immigrants, the late Vincenzo and Elisa D’Addario. He grew up and was educated in East Boston. He honorably served in the Army during World War II. He sustained injuries from an explosion, which led to discharge from the service. He was extremely proud of his service to his country. He returned home from the war and married Assunta “Susie” Podeia, on June 10, 1945. They raised 2 loving daughters and cherished the time spent with their 3 grandchildren and 4 great grandchildren. Albert and Susie would have celebrated their 64th wedding anniversary next week. Albert worked as an upholsterer for Suffolk Upholstery in Lynn for 32 years. He was very talented upholster and would make furniture for his family as a gift on special occasions. He was an avid Boston sports fan, with the Red Sox and Bruins as his favorite teams. He was a member of the Orient Heights Civic Club, where he enjoyed playing cards with his friends on Saturdays. His most favorite card games were Gin Rummy and Poker. He enjoyed taking Sunday drives and sharing Sunday dinners with his family. He was proud father and a devoted grandfather. He was always willing to help in caring for his grandchildren and was a frequent fan of his grandchildren’s activities and interests. He did his best to provide for his family and he will be lovingly remembered. Albert was the beloved husband of Assunta “Susie” (Podeia) D’Addario of Woburn. He was the loving father of Elizabeth Morneau & her husband Maurice of Burlington and Mary D’Addario of Woburn. He was predeceased by his siblings; Carmella Bellavia, Ida Landry, Josephine Venza, Mario, Patrick, Gilda & Gero D’Addario. He was the proud grandfather of Kimberly Adis of CT, Kristen Sparks of Burlington, & Mark Morneau of Whitinsville. And great grandfather of Kailey & Ian Sparks and Nolan & Colin Adis. Funeral from the Edward V. Sullivan Funeral Home, 43 Winn St., BURLINGTON (Exit 34 off Rt. 128, Woburn side) on Thursday, June 4 at 9 a.m. Followed by a Mass of Christian Burial in St. Charles Church, 280 Main St., Woburn at 10 a.m. Visiting hours Wednesday 4-8 p.m. Interment in Holy Cross Cemetery, Malden. Memorials in Albert’s name may be made to American Diabetes Association, 330 Congress St., 5th Floor, Boston, MA 02210. Words of Rememberance by Mark Morneau How do you measure the success and impact of a man’s life? Is it measured by one’s professional successes and the money they have accrued over their lifetime? Or, is it measured by charitable contribution? Maybe the number of children one has had? Let me tell you how I measure success and the profound impact one man’s life has had on mine. In 1941, America called on her young men to protect our freedom from tyranny. Pat D’addario, the older brother of my grandfather was drafted by Uncle Sam and was called to his local draft board. Not wanting to see his brother go off to war and potentially fall in combat, my grandfather marched down to the draft board and asked that he be taken instead. They obliged, and took my grandfather instead of his beloved brother. When asked why he did that, he said “I hated my job”. I know he did it because he always puts others before himself. This story has always provided me a great sense of pride and serves to provide me a lasting memory of my grandfather. Albert D’addario’s memory will live on within each of us. Each time we see his beautiful bride, we will think of a devoted husband always accepting of being told to put his jacket on because it was cold outside, when in reality it was 90 degrees with just a slight breeze. He will live on within each of his loving and caring children who are always putting the lives of their children, niece’s and nephew’s before their own. Every time we look at his son-in-law, we will laugh and say he accepted you even though you are not Italian. His memory will live on within his doting grandchildren. Each time we greet someone we will think of calling them “Butch”. Each time the Red Sox take the field we will call them “bums”. We will always think of the ear-to-ear smile on his face each time he saw his great grand children. His memory will live on every time we hear the name Colin Albert Adis. A name for which he was so honored. He will always be remembered and missed. Rest in Peace Gramps. You are now home.