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Carmella Traino

Carmella Traino (Mattino)

Friday, October 22nd, 1920 - Thursday, May 21st, 2020
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Traino, Carmella M. (Mattino)
Gates: Thursday, May 21, 2020, at age 99. Predeceased by her loving husband, Earl Traino; daughter, Noreen Naud; son, Armand Traino. She is survived by her daughter and sons-in-law, Anne and Arnold Gray, Jean Guy Naud; daughter-in-law, Marilyn Traino; grandchildren, Annette (Michael) Stacy, Donna (Bruce) Meneeley, Michael Naud, Jane Gray (Mateo Lara), John (Stephanie Lester) Naud, Beth (Patton) Thurman, Ethan (Jamie) Gray, Claire (Sam) Callan; great grandchildren, Gray and Porter Thurman, Lorenzo Lara, Dillon, Tierney and Quinn Gray, Jasper, Laurel and Ronan Callan; many nieces and nephews.
Millie was a quiet and determined person. She did not leave behind fine china, beautiful crystal, or priceless silver. However, to her children she was the fine china which remains in their memory. Millie left an invaluable bank of ideas. She believed in honesty, loyalty, reliability, hard work and a sense of responsibility to family and children. She is remembered every time her children are told “you are a great Mom”. The great mom idea was hers. Her children have passed her ideas on to their children and they will pass them on to their children. Ideas cannot be broken like fine china. They endure. Mom, grandma, and great grandma, you did a great job with everlasting results.
Services and interment at Holy Sepulchre Cemetery were private with her family. Those wishing, donations may be directed to Highland Hospital Foundation/Palliative Care, 1000 South Ave., Rochester, NY 14620 in her memory.
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  • Interment

    Location
    Holy Sepulchre Cemetery
    Address
    2461 Lake Avenue
    ROCHESTER, NY 14612
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    Notes
    Section South 46 Lot 223

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Jane

Posted at 10:56am
Grandma, I know that your spirit no longer inhabits the body we are all paying tribute to right now, but I do hope you can hear us wherever you are. When thinking about what I wanted to say to you, exquisite memories blossomed forth: bopping to music from the record player and dancing around the garage; eating at Lums or Howard Johnson’s with you and Grandma Anna; the innumerable Saturday nights I slept over your house, curled up on the carpet watching re-runs of the Honeymonners, Twilight Zone and I Love Lucy; trips to Niagara Falls to visit your cousins; afternoon ice cream sundaes at Friendly’s; playing Rummy 500 at the kitchen table; sitting on the floor next to you with the hum of the sewing machine as the background noise of our chatter; camping adventures and glee filled picnics at Lakeside; and so many more. Thanks to you, I have untold wondrous, memories indelibly etched into my heart and soul. Every single experience and memory has kept me grounded when this ineffable existence has left me bereft, and taught me that family is the fertile soil that sprouts a meaningful life.
I also thought about the song by Bill Wither’s, “Grandma’s Hands”, which is told from the perspective of a man reflecting on memories of his grandmother – who is no longer with him - and all the beauty, strength and solace she communicated through her hands, through her actions. It is a song that resonates with me. Grandmie, with your hands, you accomplished so much and imbued everything you touched with deep care and love. Your hands, twisting my hair into curlers and then teasing it into the latest hairstyle to match yours; your hands, which alchemically transmuted every ingredient into a delectable sweet or savory treat to delight the senses and a nourish the soul; your hands, which expertly hemmed my pants or created new outfits for me to show off; your hands, which cradled mine from infant into adulthood, soothing, encouraging, and full of kindness, forte and compassion.
I was also reminded of meditation called, “Immortality” by Leslie Takahashi:
In the daily weave of our lives, those who have died are still strong, guiding threads. Theirs is the golden glimmer or perhaps the brilliant red or the melancholy blue—still they are part of the whole cloth of our lives. They are the ancestors: the “goers before.”
Through this, we know immortality.
In the hour-to-hour rush of our daily tasks, they travel with us through something they taught us which is now ours to do, through something they loved which is now ours to carry out, through something we shared which is now ours alone and yet not.
Through this, we know immortality.
In the minute-to-minute grasp of where we are, we remember the joys our departed gave us which opened us up to hope, the sorrows we knew together which taught us strength, the life shared which is now ours to steward.
Through this, we know immortality.
In the second-to-second pulse of life, we sense the spirit of those we have loved and lost. This presence is too shy for naming, too amorphous for full knowing and yet as real as the days we shared.
Through this, we know immortality.
They are more than remembered, they are memory itself. For what we love lives on in the way our beloved dead accompany us through our life—their words and wisdom our guide, their humor our relief, their restless concern for the world our charge.
Through this, we know immortality.
Yes, Grandma, you are immortal. The radiance your immortality was omnipresent. It emanated from your deep gaze and is fused to the thoughts my head; your courage, empathy and silent power guide my actions and your influence and unfailing, abundant love flow to my son and all you have touched. I have deep gratitude for all you gifted me. I love you, and have been privileged to have traveled this earthly road with you for so long.
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Mike Thomas

Posted at 01:35pm
Dear Anne; So sorry hear about first your sister and now your mother. These must be very difficult times for you. Please know that I often think about you fondly. I'm sending you my email address (memike106@aol.com) In hopes of having a "how are you doing" conversation.

Mike Thomas

Claire Gray

Posted at 12:59pm
Dear Grandma Millie, You are sorely missed. You gave me such a foundation of love. I have so many fond memories of spending time with you and grandpa as a kid. The many hours spent cooking and baking with you, playing cards and bingo with you (I didn't like how you always let me win), going to Kmart and TOPS, playing in the little pool in the backyard, wandering around grandpa's garden, riding the carousel and eating many delicious homecooked meals of yours. I cannot capture all of my wonderful memories in a list, nor can I convey the overwhelming love you gave to me or that I have for you. I am now the mother of three and hopefully more. My tribute to you will take many forms and happen daily as I mother (and hopefully grandmother) in the ways you showed me. Much love and I can't wait to see you again. Dollbaby.
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