Thomas Perrelli, 87, of Wallingford passed away peacefully on Saturday, January 31, 2015 at Yale New Haven Hospital. He was the husband of Trofemina Grippo Perrelli. Thomas was born in New Haven on December 12, 1927; son of the late Michael and Louise Esposito Perrelli; served his country faithfully in the US Army; had worked as an upholsterer for the former Formatron for many years until his retirement. Thomas loved fishing, cooking and being a handyman. Father of Louise Luschenat and Rosemarie(Chris) Gabriel. Grandfather of Tyler Luschenat, Danielle and Marisa Gabriel. Brother of Rose Bigio, Rae Schultz, Michael Perrelli and the late Louis Perrelli.
His funeral procession will leave the North Haven Funeral Home, 36 Washington Avenue, Thursday morning at 11:00. Family and friends may call from 9:00 to 11:00 am. A Mass of Christian burial will follow in the Church of the Resurrection at 11:30. Interment with full military honors will follow in All Saints Cemetery. In lieu of flowers, memorial contributions may be Alzheimer’s Association, CT Chapter, 2075 Silas Deane Hwy, Ste. 100, Rocky Hill, CT 06067
So sad to hear about Uncle Tommy. God Bless you Aunt Trof, Louise and Rosemarie. Our thoughts and prayers go out to you during this difficult time. Xxoo Callie and Carmine
Weeze, Trod, and Ro…I'm so saddened by this news. Tom was a great guy and as nice as he was handsome. He's finally at peace and I'm praying that God gives you the strength to get through this difficult time.. Weeze, I can't make the services because of work but I'll be thinking of all of you.
Love and hugs… Terri
Eulogy from the grand kids: Danielle Tyler and Marisa
To Our Poppy
We just wanted to say Thank You Poppy. Thank you for taking care of us. Thank you for putting
us in the stroller and singing to us until we fell asleep. Thank you for sitting with us for hours
teaching us to color in the lines…doing puzzles and even dressing our Barbies. Thank you for
feeding us when we were hungry, when you were hungry, and sometimes when neither of us
were hungry. Thank you for changing us when we were dirty and even when we were clean.
Thank you for the hugs and the tears when we got hurt and the lectures that follow on how we
should not be running around. Thank you for the rides to the pier to see the fish…even though
we knew you were the one that really wanted to go. Thank you for all the happy meals and
helping us finish our fries. Thank you for yelling at us when we were bad and even when we
were good. Thank you for picking us up at the bus stop because it
was too cold or too hot or too cloudy or too windy or just a too much of a nice day to walk.
Thank you for worrying about us when we were out and continue worrying about us when we
were home. Thank you for reminding us to be good every day…and never really checking to see
if we listened. Thank you for taking us fishing, crabbing and clamming and help grandma cook it
when we got home.
Thank you Poppy for taking such good care of us. It was an honor for all three of us to take care
of you. And we know you are still taking care of us even now. We love you and miss you.
Happy Fishing