This was written by my son Anthony Harry and read by my nephew Harry IV at my dad's funeral:
Harry A. Cardillo was not a man who wanted others to make a commotion about him, or get carried away when praising his accomplishments. That makes writing this Eulogy a lot easier.
That also helps to explain how a dignified World War II Veteran from New York City with a classic smile and charming wit is being remembered today in a small southern town surrounded by a group of his favorite people who genuinely cared for him and that he loved very much.
We all will remember my Grandfather for specific and personal reasons, but one constant memory of him will be that of a classy dressed family man who's only priority in life was to protect and guide the people who were sacred to him. My Grandfather might have been the best cook in Brooklyn, and the neighborhood's favorite TV fixer, but his legacy will be the family values he has instilled into his children and grandchildren which will certainly be passed onto his great-grandchildren and their children as well. Even his diligent service in the United States Army will become second-mention to the dedication he had for his family.
He not only taught us how to maintain the vows and holy commitment of marriage for 64 years, but also that nothing can bring a family together across state lines quite like a plate full of stuffed calamari. We all learned to never hand over our loyalty to those who haven't earned it, but to be a member of the Cardillo family it is a birth-given right.
But most importantly he showed us by example exactly what it means to be a Cardillo. We are loyal only to those who deserve it, but respectful to all. No matter how far away we are, there is nothing we won't do for each other. But above all, we all have a piece of the incredible class that my Grandfather carried himself with.
The Cardillo Family name is a privelidge to bear, and comes with great dignity thanks to the good will of our Blessed Patriarch.
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