Mr Vito Carmelo DeSimone's Obituary
Vito Carmelo DeSimone was born in St. Louis, MO. on January 26, 1944 to Jasper and Mary DeSimone. He has one little sister, Grace, who he often called “Foxy”. In his lifetime he held many titles: son, brother, nephew, cousin, uncle, father, grandfather, and friend.
He served his country in the Navy and tried his hand at many jobs finally retiring from ESRI as a Quality Assurance Specialist.
He was never clothes conscious and often had to be reminded, some things just did not go together. Nor did he care much about cars or what made them run. For those who don’t believe this, he thought that stripes and plaid could be worn together and in the 1970s he had a Gremlin and drove it until the engine conked out one night on the freeway.
He relished dipping Oreos in a tall glass of cold milk and eating was his first hobby, unless it had feathers.
He found solace in the arts; plays, good classical music, books on history, countries, religion and the Bible. He was not fond of television, politics or sports.
Vito loved England and spent most of his high school years there during his father’s military assignment. He loved English comedies, drama and history and he spoke many times of wanting to return for a visit.
He had the driest sense of humor and the most infectious laugh. One night at a movie theater his laughter infected everyone and soon the audience began laughing not at the movie but at his laughter of what was taking place on the screen. For those who want to know the movie was “The Naked Gun”.
If you really knew Vito and you were going any where in the world he would ask you to bring him a bookmark.
He had many hobbies: model building, fishing, drafting, pipe collecting and going to air shows. His favorite planes to see were anything from the WWII era.
He found and married the love of his life, Sarah. They spent 11 years together in the quiet laidback life he sought for so many years.
He was a quiet reflective soul in a noisy and demanding world. His spirit now rests.
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