Showing posts with label mom. Show all posts
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Thursday, June 19, 2014

Mom's Voice and A Tribute: In Memory of Rob's Mom on her Birthday



Mom in 2001
Today, June 19th, marks the day that would have been my (Rob's)  mom's 86th birthday. Mom passed on Dec. 29, 2013 so this is the first year we're not celebrating her birthday with her -at least in the physical sense. However, I thought it important to continue to remember my mom, and the best way to do that is to HEAR HER VOICE and  read the most amazing tribute to her. 
   I actually saved her voicemail message to me from Nov. 1, 2013 and figured out a way to bring it to everyone. I thought it important to have mom's voice so I'll never forget how she sounded. She always thought that whenever she left a voicemail on my cell phone that I could hear it, so she kept talking, as it if were an answering machine connected to a home phone!   So she'd keep saying "Pick up the Phone!" 
CLICK HERE TO HEAR MY MOM's VOICE: Norma's Voicemail Message to Rob on 11-1-13
 ( http://youtu.be/NX-yobSxi3w)

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Following is my mom's eulogy, that was written by my younger brother Doug and spoken by him at her services at St. Ann's church in Quincy on January 2, 2014. Doug really captured the spirit and spunkiness of our mother, and who she was. I hope you'll read it, and get to know her a little. Doug did an amazing job on this and Tom and I thought it deserved to be memorialized on our blog. Thanks, Doug, and Happy birthday, Mom. Love, Rob and Tom

Mom’s Eulogy – Jan 2, 2014
Written and given by Doug Gutro


On behalf of my brothers - Thank you all for coming and for your outpouring of love and support.

Today we Celebrate the life of our mother,

Mom at NASA in 2009 as an Astronaut!
Norma Gloria Gutro - she loved her name – You may have noticed HER NGG initials sewed on her blouses, sweaters and pocketbooks  -  If you live in Quincy, you may have seen her license plate around town NORMA 5 – The 5 stood for five people in our family (mom, dad, and her 3 boys).  It adorned a half dozen cars over the past 40 years from Station Wagons, to her Lincoln Continental, to her current SUV – for a woman who stood barley 5’ tall, she loved big cars. 

Born in the depression - adored her parents Sarina and Giramondo Tutela, as well as brother Ralph and she had the typical sister relationship our aunt Tillie.  If you knew her, she was proud of her Italian heritage.

Rob, Jill B., Mom, and Jim B.
Mom recalled the most Vivid Childhood memories and friendships with her family growing up on the streets in East Boston and Dorchester – she enjoyed dancing, the family traditions, and friendships that seemed simpler back then.  All these years, she stayed in touch with her friend Marion, who she has known from Kindergarten.  

A few months ago, she got to reminisce and reconnect with her cousin Rosalie who she hadn’t seen in 50 years and who meticulously researched their Tutela family back to Italy in the early 1800s. It was a special day, with photos of relatives and ancestors – she knew all their names – wonderful stories, tears, and laughter.  I’m grateful to have shared that walk down memory lane with my mom.

Franklin, Dolly and Cooper in 2009 with Mom in Md.
In 1955 - she married our dad, Edward J. “Buddy” Gutro. They were Fated to be mated she would say. Together they owned 3 new homes including the one they built and lived in on the corner of Puritan Drive and Adams Street since 1963 – She’d say it was on the 18th hole of the Furnace Brook Golf Course – Our dad's home town - she was proud always to live on adams street and in her neighborhood – A pride I've carried forward.

As my dad worked 3 jobs my mom raised 3 boys - many joyous and memorable holidays, birthdays, and anniversaries growing up.  They went to steve’s band concerts, my basketball games, and supported Rob in all he did.

Jill Beyer and Mom make faces
If you hadn’t noticed, our mom had a Knack for Fashion - sharp dresser, her clothes always matched her shoes and handbag, and she almost always wore heels - She could remember names and events from 80 years ago with clarity and she shared them frequently with all who would listen and many you were great listeners.  We learned never to question mom’s memory of an event.  Like a great politician, she never let the truth get in the way of a good story – although I’m sure her embellishments were never purposeful, but a result of how she wanted to remember things or simply a fading memory.   Norma was much like the sun – she could brighten a room with her presence or laughter, things always seemed to revolve around her, and if you got to close, sometimes things got a little too hot for comfort. 

Jeff and Mom joke around during dessert 2009
At home, she had clean house – you took your shoes off before entering. Today, her living room still looks like it hasn't been lived in. She was great cook and loved to feed you – even now making pizzelas and strudels for Christmas – this year the strudels still sit on her dining room table for Christmas that she didn’t make.  She was creative and enjoyed painting and artwork. She made homemade Halloween Costumes and painted comic book or cartoon charters on our shirt or sheets. She loved to talk, enjoyed music, scratch tickets, watching sports or police shows, and loved to laugh. She just wanted to be loved.

As my dad’s career advanced and they traveled the U.S and to England. She had fond memories of those days. This was their heyday - They were living the American dream. 

As we grew up and moved out, Mom & Dad became inseparable.  Walking the neighborhood, working in the yard, shopping, sharing a quiet meal at their favorite restaurants, playing cards, and going bowling. She'd get dolled up as my dad sat on the porch reading his book.  He was proud to be with her. The simple pleasures we all take for granted.
Mom insisted that Tom play the piano for her!!

Kids moved, married, time passed as it always does. We lost my dad 5 years ago. And mom was never the same. Her soul mate, compass, North Star was gone. She struggled mightily and we struggled to fill the void.

Her life returned to making or maintaining her home and yard and affirming that clearly she wasn't moving from the place she loved.

In the good weather she was always doing Yard work - 5 ft firecracker with a saw in one hand always cutting down some trees or branches – you’d think she lived in a forest. A friend of mine who drove by, called me immediately after witnessing the spectacle and asked why I’d let my 80 year old mother climb a ladder and saw trees.  You try to stop her I said.  We both laughed. He knew my mom.  Up until the end she was still driving, shopping, visiting neighbors, looking good, and even wearing heels.

Mom at Christmas 2006
She loved her family and people. Like many of us, she sometimes had a unique way of showing it. But she did. She was proud of Stephen for following my dad in the insurance business.  Proud of Rob and for his work at NASA, The Weather Channel, and National Hurricane Center.  And she was proud of me for serving on the City Council in the City I was raised in. She was happy to see us settled with our spouses, who have been an amazing source of strength for us.  She adored her grandchildren - my boys Brian and Scotty. She loved and still recalled fond memories of her dogs Gigi and penny – who’ve long since passed and more recently enjoyed my brother Rob and his husband Tom’s dogs Dolly, Franklin, and Tyler.

On a personal note, she loved campaigning for me - Dropping flyers and holding campaign signs – she was tireless and proud. One day while walking the neighborhood she asked a man working in his yard if he'd put up a lawn sign for me - little did she know he was running for same council seat as I - he was a good sport and she made a new friend.

In recent years, she spent time walking the neighborhood, bonding with neighbors who always kept a watchful eye on her. She was Interested and opinionated on both neighborhood issues and city wide issues. She was always weighing in with my friend and her Ward Councilor Kevin Coughlin and I.

This past week, our mom succumbed to the effects of a major stroke in the home she loved.

When Mayor learned about my mom’s stroke he was among the first to call and offer sympathy or help in any way. I want personally thank him.  And upon reflection, I may take him up on his offer of help – Mr. Mayor - Councilor Coughlin and I put together a very long list of my mother’s neighborhood concerns, which we’d be delighted to share with you.

To those who called her – especially her friend Jane Ricci who spoke to her every day. Thank you. To those who visited her, Thank you. Those who invited her out or took her into your home, Thank you. She couldn't replace what she lost in my dad - but my brothers and I are forever grateful for your help in caring for our mom during these past 5 years.

Rob's late dog Buzz, and Mom trying to get his attention!
We lost her during Christmas season. It's a time when the world is prayerful and celebrates Jesus' birth.  She loved Christmas as she loved the blessed mother and prayed to various saints. For our family, it will forever hold a spiritual meaning as the time she rejoined my dad, her parents, and siblings at the Gates of heaven. A new life without burdens of pain or sorrow. She’s free again.  Like to thank Father Ronagan who is presiding to day and also said my dad’s funeral mass 5 short years ago and the entire St. Ann’s family. 

Let me close with this story illustrating mom’s feisty spirit and desire to love and be loved - more often than not since we were young boys up until this past week my mom would always say to my brothers and I as we prepared to leave her home - in her characteristically blunt and occasionally unsettling way - "kiss your mother it goodbye, it may be the last time you see me."  Shaking our heads, we always obliged, never believing it was true, always returning to hear it again.  Sadly, this past week mom, that day has finally come and with a heavy heart we reluctantly obliged. We love you mom.

Sunday, April 6, 2014

Estate Sale at My Mom's House - and the perfect song

Things are moving along with my mom's house since her passing in December. My younger brother has been scheduling things and working hard to  get things in order. So, April 12 and 13 (next weekend) there's going to be a formal estate sale. After that, it's a house clean up and then putting it on the market.
   SO, since we went to hear/see Cheryl Wheeler in concert last weekend, and one of her biggest hits was "Estate Sale"- here's the video of the song (this isn't a concert video). This is a fun, produced video of going through an estate sale, with fun lyrics.
  Although this is a sentimental and somewhat emotional event, we might as well try to smile over it, right?  Enjoy the video and the great song!
VIDEO: http://youtu.be/BdDrrChPwz0

Friday, April 4, 2014

Message from Rob's Mom's Spirit: Approves of the New Book!

For those of you who have read my books, you know that Spirit has an amazing ability to send messages. One way they can do it is by having you meet someone who has the same name they do. That happened today, when a woman left me a nice note regarding the theme of my new book "Pets and the Afterlife" - which just came out last week on Amazon.com (in paperback and kindle). 
-  This woman's name was "Nana (Norma)" - My mom's name is Norma and she passed on Dec. 29, 2013. Her grandchildren knew her as "Nana." The confirmation can't get much clearer than that! - 
  My mom's spirit obviously influenced "Nana (Norma)" to drop me a note about my book. 
 - What's interesting is that my mom knew I was writing the book before she passed, and she so loved her poodle and her cocker spaniel, both of whom passed long before she did. My mom was very excited about the book, and now she's found a way to convey that! 
 - Thanks to Nana (Norma) Brown for providing this amazing, comforting sign and confirmation that my mom also approves. 
My mom, Norma AKA Nana
 Here is the original comment and my response:
 
I too have felt pets who have passed on - ever since I was a teenager - now I'm in my 50's. I can't wait to read your book! Thank you for doing what you do. And, keep up the good work. See you in Twitterland.
Nana (Norma) 
  
RgutroApril 3, 2014 at 7:14 PM Thank you Norma (same name as my mom,who was also called Nana by her grandchildren)- You're a sign that my mom is letting me know she's around. Thank you! - I hope you enjoy the book. Our pets really are around us!

Tuesday, March 18, 2014

Remembering Musical Fun with Rob's Mom!

Mom loved "Here You Come Again!"
I was working from home the other day and listening to Pandora radio, and two of my favorite Dolly Parton songs came on back-to-back:  "Here You Come Again," and "Islands in the Stream." Two songs by the same artist doesn't usually happen on Pandora and both of these were my mom's favorite Dolly songs, too. That was a message from my mom!!
 
Mom (who passed on Dec. 29, 2013) and wanted to let me know she's around. Mom loved those two songs and those were the only 2 songs by Dolly Parton she would sing (I have all of Dolly's music but those were the ones that stuck with her). "Here You Come Again" was the most special, because it brings back a fun memory.  

When the song came out in 1977 and during the summer of 1978, when I was 15, I remember being at home on Saturday morning and helping clean the house. I was tidying up my younger brother's bedroom while listening to the American Top 40 with Casey Casem and "Here You Come Again" came on the radio. Mom was walking down the hallway and came in and sat on the bed asking what that song was - and I pulled up a chair. That's when we started slapping hands and knees in a back and forth game, to the rhythm of the song. We laughed about that for a long time.

What's interesting is that neither of us had ever forgotten that special 4 minutes and I'll always cherish it and that song.



LINK TO VIDEO/SONG: http://youtu.be/U3PM4zfHYBk
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Thursday, March 13, 2014

Rob's Mom's Handmade Dog Sweaters Get 2nd Life!

Tyler (Left) & Franklin (right) wearing mom's handmade sweaters
My (Rob) mom passed on Dec. 29, and I returned in February to continue with the organization and clean out of the house to prepare it for sale. While I was cleaning out the "storage room" in mom's basement I came across a plastic bag full of dog sweaters that my mother hand made back in the 1980s/early 1990s for her poodle Gigi.
   Gigi was one of our family dogs who came to us in 1975. She lived until October 1993 (I remember because I was working in Miami at the National Hurricane Center when mom told me she passed). My mother loved that little white poodle with all her heart and never got over losing her in 1993. While Gigi was part of the family, my mom, who made some of her own clothes, made shirts and pants for us (and a Batman costume for me), also handmade sweaters for Gigi!
  In the late 1980s I don't remember dog sweaters being around. In fact I don't remember many accessories for dogs like there are today. So, Mom was on the cutting-edge. Mom hand-knit several dog sweaters and even made Gigi a raincoat from one of my childhood raincoats!
Tyler, Franklin and Dolly dressed for the cold
   So, I happily took the dog sweaters that had been sitting in my parent's basement in a zippered plastic bag for 21 years (since Gigi passed). The sweaters perfectly fit our two Dachshunds: Franklin and Tyler and they've already enjoyed plenty of use from them with all the bitter cold and snow we've had over the last month.
  So, I post this story as a tribute to my mom's creativeness and talent as a clothing designer and clothing maker (for dogs in this case). Now her grand-dogs are enjoying her handmade gifts.
VIDEO: http://youtu.be/efSv5liiDh4
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Tuesday, March 4, 2014

Remembering Rob's Childhood Home: Part 1

The dining room
Since my (Rob) mom passed on Dec. 29, and because we have a house, and my two brothers have their homes, we have decided to sell mom's home. It was actually the house that we grew up in - it was built and ready by August 1962, just 3 months before I (the middle guy) was born. So, that was the only house I and my younger brother had ever known. There's a lot of memories in that house, and it's very sad to see it move on.
  My mom used to make her own drapes and loved yellow and white, as you can see in some of these pictures. 
kitchen table
  My older brother suggested I take some pictures of the inside of it, to remember how it was when mom lived in it (my dad passed in 2008). So, here's the first part of those pictures.

the master bedroom


The side door into the porch

Tuesday, January 14, 2014

Rob's Mom Part 9: Funny Story- Mom's Trouble with Phones

   This is another entry surrounding the passing of my (Rob) mom and it's quite funny. I call it "Mom's Trouble with Phones."
  About a month before my mom passed (Dec. 29, 2013), I was talking with her on the phone as I did every evening. For some reason over the last couple of years her portable/wireless house phones would always malfunction. Often whenever we were talking, her voice would fade out and come back in, and I couldn't hear her for a while. That happened quite a lot, actually.

REDIRECTING THE BLAME -   Mom kept blaming the phone trouble on the phone company, telling me that her phone lines were somehow mixed in with the phone lines to the nearby hospital. She said "the machines are screwing up my phone line." That wasn't really the problem though.

MANY PHONES IN SEVERAL YEARS -    Over the past couple of years, my two brothers bought her quite a number of different portable phones and no one could understand why they weren't working correctly. I think between my two brothers they went through every single brand on the market. 

THE FUNNY TRUTH COMES OUT -  It was in November that I was  talking with mom and I couldn't hear her. She cursed the portable phone and I heard that! :)
     When the sound returned I asked my mom if she recently talked with my older brother, Steve. She said she did, and they argued (they're very much alike and tended to butt heads on the phone a lot). She cussed a couple of times and said that Steve was about to hang up on her, when she did him one better. "I threw the phone down the hallway," she said!  "That'll teach him to hang up on his mother!"
That funny mother of mine!
    I thought for a minute and burst out laughing on my end of the phone. THAT is why mom has gone through SO MANY PHONES over the last several years!  She would throw them down the hall, against the wall, or slam them down!  Remember, my mom had some dementia in the couple of years before she passed, so as I was laughing she asked how our dogs are doing. I said to her, "Mom, no wonder your phones don't work - you're throwing them down the hallway after you talk with Steve!"
  To which she replied, "who is throwing the phone down the hallway?"  Oh jeez!!!! I'm still laughing over this conversation.

OUR WACKY EXPERIENCE WITH MOM'S PHONES - During the week of mom's services, Tom and I and two of our dogs were staying at mom's house. My brother called one morning at 7 a.m. and I ran into the kitchen to answer the phone. It didn't work. I ran into the den because the phone was still ringing and I picked up another phone to find it disconnected!  I ran into another room and a phone was in on the floor (not connected) and broken. Of course, by the time I found the one phone that still worked somewhat, the call went to voicemail!  :)

NEXT: ANOTHER FUNNY MOM STORY: DUNKIN' ADVENTURE



Sunday, January 12, 2014

Rob's Mom: Part 7: Funny Story we Heard at the Services

There were some funny things we heard about during my mom's services, and this story is one of them. While we were in the receiving line at the wake, a guy in his 40s came up to us and told us that he worked in my mom's house and remembers one incident fondly.
   He's an electrician, and he said that back when my dad was living (before Aug. 2008), Mom and Dad asked him to install a light in their corner kitchen cabinet (that had a gl
ass window in it to display the cups and dishes she had in there).
  So, he told us that he had to go up to the attic, and my dad went with him. Meanwhile, he said my mother was standing in the kitchen near the cabinet with a broom. She was tapping the ceiling near the cabinet so the electrician could find the spot to drill for the wires.
   He said that when he went up in the attic he found it quickly and marked the spot, and mom kept tapping the ceiling. She hollered from the kitchen that her arm was getting tired and wondered if she should keep going.The electrician said he looked at my dad to respond, and my dad smiled and yelled back, "Keep going! Keep going! We'll tell you when to stop!"  He said he and my dad had a good laugh in the attic as they continued to hear the broom handle hit the ceiling for awhile! :)
 
NEXT: Rob's Mom: Part 8: An Important Musical Sign from My Mom 


Sunday, January 5, 2014

Rob's Mom Passes : The Obituary



    On Dec. 28th Tom and I left for Massachusetts in a hurry as my mom lay in a comatose state. Over the next several days, I'll share the story, but the short version is that my (Rob) mom had a severe stroke on December 21st around 3:44 p.m. EST, 14 minutes after I spoke with her, and 2 minutes before my younger brother arrived at her house to find her immobile. We got to see her the day before she passed.
  During the week she was in intensive care, we knew she wouldn't survive, so I wrote the obituary and Tom edited it. That's a really hard thing to do for your parent. Anyway, here's the obit that appeared in the local newspaper where mom lived. The funeral home submitted it. (BTW, the photo used with it, was one I took of mom when I toured her around NASA in 2010).

OBITUARY: Norma G. (Tutela) Gutro
Norma G. (Tutela) Gutro, age 85, passed quietly from this life on Sunday, December 29, 2013 at the Massachusetts General Hospital. Norma was born in East Boston and spent the majority of her life in Quincy.
   A devoted mother and homemaker, she was preceded in death by her loving husband of fifty-three years, Edward J. Buddy Gutro. Devoted mother of Stephen G. Gutro and his wife Dawn of Marlboro, Robert J. Gutro and his husband Tom Williams of MD, Douglas S. Gutro and his wife Susan of Quincy. Cherished grandmother of Brian and Scott. Dear sister-in-law of Josephine Tutela of Quincy. Loving aunt of Carol Ann Marx and John Tutela both of Quincy. Cousin of Rosalie Tutela of Haverhill and Paul Strati of Burlington.
   Norma loved dogs, especially her late poodle, Gigi, and cocker spaniel, Penny. She was an avid seamstress, making her own clothes, draperies and bedding. She loved to draw and paint, other past times and interests included bowling, cooking and baking, gardening, playing cards, entertaining and taking long walks. Norma and her husband Edward loved to ballroom dance and took many trips together.
    Funeral from the Sweeney Brothers Home for Funerals, 1 Independence Avenue, Quincy, Thursday, January 2nd at 9 a.m. Funeral Mass in Saint Anns Church, 757 Hancock Street, Quincy at 10 oclock. Relatives and friends are invited to attend. Visiting hours at the funeral home Wednesday 3 | 7 p.m. Entombment Blue Hill Cemetery, Braintree.
    In lieu of flowers, donations in Norma's memory may be made to the Quincy Animal Shelter, 56 Broad St., Quincy, MA 02169 or to the charity of your choice . You are invited to visit www.thesweeneybrothers.com or call 617-472-6344. 

Norma G. (Tutela) Gutro, age 85, passed quietly from this life on Sunday, December 29, 2013 at the Massachusetts General Hospital. Norma was born in East Boston and spent the majority of her life in Quincy. A devoted mother and homemaker, she was preceded in death by her loving husband of fifty-three years, Edward J. Buddy Gutro. Devoted mother of Stephen G. Gutro and his wife Dawn of Marlboro, Robert J. Gutro and his husband Tom Williams of MD, Douglas S. Gutro and his wife Susan of Quincy. Cherished grandmother of Brian and Scott. Dear sister-in-law of Josephine Tutela of Quincy. Loving aunt of Carol Ann Marx and John Tutela both of Quincy. Cousin of Rosalie Tutela of Haverhill and Paul Strati of Burlington. Norma loved dogs, especially her late poodle, Gigi, and cocker spaniel, Penny. She was an avid seamstress, making her own clothes, draperies and bedding. She loved to draw and paint, other past times and interests included bowling, cooking and baking, gardening, playing cards, entertaining and taking long walks. Norma and her husband Edward loved to ballroom dance and took many trips together. Funeral from the Sweeney Brothers Home for Funerals, 1 Independence Avenue, Quincy, Thursday, January 2nd at 9 a.m. Funeral Mass in Saint Anns Church, 757 Hancock Street, Quincy at 10 oclock. Relatives and friends are invited to attend. Visiting hours at the funeral home Wednesday 3 | 7 p.m. Entombment Blue Hill Cemetery, Braintree. In lieu of flowers, donations in Normas memory may be made to the Quincy Animal Shelter, 56 Broad St., Quincy, MA 02169 or to the charity of your choice . You are invited to visit www.thesweeneybrothers.com or call 617-472-6344. - See more at: http://www.legacy.com/obituaries/southofboston-ledger/obituary.aspx?n=Norma-Gutro&pid=168821704#sthash.v7yjX09X.dpuf
  • "Dawn & Steve, I am so very sorry for your loss. My thoughts..."

Norma G. (Tutela) Gutro, age 85, passed quietly from this life on Sunday, December 29, 2013 at the Massachusetts General Hospital. Norma was born in East Boston and spent the majority of her life in Quincy. A devoted mother and homemaker, she was preceded in death by her loving husband of fifty-three years, Edward J. Buddy Gutro. Devoted mother of Stephen G. Gutro and his wife Dawn of Marlboro, Robert J. Gutro and his husband Tom Williams of MD, Douglas S. Gutro and his wife Susan of Quincy. Cherished grandmother of Brian and Scott. Dear sister-in-law of Josephine Tutela of Quincy. Loving aunt of Carol Ann Marx and John Tutela both of Quincy. Cousin of Rosalie Tutela of Haverhill and Paul Strati of Burlington. Norma loved dogs, especially her late poodle, Gigi, and cocker spaniel, Penny. She was an avid seamstress, making her own clothes, draperies and bedding. She loved to draw and paint, other past times and interests included bowling, cooking and baking, gardening, playing cards, entertaining and taking long walks. Norma and her husband Edward loved to ballroom dance and took many trips together. Funeral from the Sweeney Brothers Home for Funerals, 1 Independence Avenue, Quincy, Thursday, January 2nd at 9 a.m. Funeral Mass in Saint Anns Church, 757 Hancock Street, Quincy at 10 oclock. Relatives and friends are invited to attend. Visiting hours at the funeral home Wednesday 3 | 7 p.m. Entombment Blue Hill Cemetery, Braintree. In lieu of flowers, donations in Normas memory may be made to the Quincy Animal Shelter, 56 Broad St., Quincy, MA 02169 or to the charity of your choice . You are invited to visit www.thesweeneybrothers.com or call 617-472-6344.

Published in The Patriot Ledger from Dec. 30 to Dec. 31, 2013
- See more at: http://www.legacy.com/obituaries/southofboston-ledger/obituary.aspx?n=Norma-Gutro&pid=168821704#sthash.v7yjX09X.dpuf
  • "Dawn & Steve, I am so very sorry for your loss. My thoughts..."

Norma G. (Tutela) Gutro, age 85, passed quietly from this life on Sunday, December 29, 2013 at the Massachusetts General Hospital. Norma was born in East Boston and spent the majority of her life in Quincy. A devoted mother and homemaker, she was preceded in death by her loving husband of fifty-three years, Edward J. Buddy Gutro. Devoted mother of Stephen G. Gutro and his wife Dawn of Marlboro, Robert J. Gutro and his husband Tom Williams of MD, Douglas S. Gutro and his wife Susan of Quincy. Cherished grandmother of Brian and Scott. Dear sister-in-law of Josephine Tutela of Quincy. Loving aunt of Carol Ann Marx and John Tutela both of Quincy. Cousin of Rosalie Tutela of Haverhill and Paul Strati of Burlington. Norma loved dogs, especially her late poodle, Gigi, and cocker spaniel, Penny. She was an avid seamstress, making her own clothes, draperies and bedding. She loved to draw and paint, other past times and interests included bowling, cooking and baking, gardening, playing cards, entertaining and taking long walks. Norma and her husband Edward loved to ballroom dance and took many trips together. Funeral from the Sweeney Brothers Home for Funerals, 1 Independence Avenue, Quincy, Thursday, January 2nd at 9 a.m. Funeral Mass in Saint Anns Church, 757 Hancock Street, Quincy at 10 oclock. Relatives and friends are invited to attend. Visiting hours at the funeral home Wednesday 3 | 7 p.m. Entombment Blue Hill Cemetery, Braintree. In lieu of flowers, donations in Normas memory may be made to the Quincy Animal Shelter, 56 Broad St., Quincy, MA 02169 or to the charity of your choice . You are invited to visit www.thesweeneybrothers.com or call 617-472-6344.

Published in The Patriot Ledger from Dec. 30 to Dec. 31, 2013
- See more at: http://www.legacy.com/obituaries/southofboston-ledger/obituary.aspx?n=Norma-Gutro&pid=168821704#sthash.v7yjX09X.dpuf
  • "Dawn & Steve, I am so very sorry for your loss. My thoughts..."

Norma G. (Tutela) Gutro, age 85, passed quietly from this life on Sunday, December 29, 2013 at the Massachusetts General Hospital. Norma was born in East Boston and spent the majority of her life in Quincy. A devoted mother and homemaker, she was preceded in death by her loving husband of fifty-three years, Edward J. Buddy Gutro. Devoted mother of Stephen G. Gutro and his wife Dawn of Marlboro, Robert J. Gutro and his husband Tom Williams of MD, Douglas S. Gutro and his wife Susan of Quincy. Cherished grandmother of Brian and Scott. Dear sister-in-law of Josephine Tutela of Quincy. Loving aunt of Carol Ann Marx and John Tutela both of Quincy. Cousin of Rosalie Tutela of Haverhill and Paul Strati of Burlington. Norma loved dogs, especially her late poodle, Gigi, and cocker spaniel, Penny. She was an avid seamstress, making her own clothes, draperies and bedding. She loved to draw and paint, other past times and interests included bowling, cooking and baking, gardening, playing cards, entertaining and taking long walks. Norma and her husband Edward loved to ballroom dance and took many trips together. Funeral from the Sweeney Brothers Home for Funerals, 1 Independence Avenue, Quincy, Thursday, January 2nd at 9 a.m. Funeral Mass in Saint Anns Church, 757 Hancock Street, Quincy at 10 oclock. Relatives and friends are invited to attend. Visiting hours at the funeral home Wednesday 3 | 7 p.m. Entombment Blue Hill Cemetery, Braintree. In lieu of flowers, donations in Normas memory may be made to the Quincy Animal Shelter, 56 Broad St., Quincy, MA 02169 or to the charity of your choice . You are invited to visit www.thesweeneybrothers.com or call 617-472-6344.

Published in The Patriot Ledger from Dec. 30 to Dec. 31, 2013
- See more at: http://www.legacy.com/obituaries/southofboston-ledger/obituary.aspx?n=Norma-Gutro&pid=168821704#sthash.v7yjX09X.dpuf

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I'm a simple guy who enjoys the simple things in life, especially our dogs. I volunteer for dog rescues, enjoy exercising, blogging, politics, helping friends and neighbors, participating in ghost investigations, coffee, weather, superheroes, comic books, mystery novels, traveling, 70s and 80s music, classic country music,writing books on ghosts and spirits, cooking simply and keeping in shape. You'll find tidbits of all of these things on this blog and more. EMAIL me at Rgutro@gmail.com - Rob

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