Giuseppe D’Agostino
elevated 4tSer July 7, 1936 ~ January 14, 2025
elevated 4tSer Visitation
Friday, January 17, 2025 from 9:30 am – 11:15 am
Holy Cross Catholic Funeral Home
211 Langstaff Road East, Thornhill, Ontario, L3T 3Z6
elevated 4tSer Funeral Mass
Friday, January 17, 2025 at 12:00 pm
Holy Cross Catholic Funeral Home
211 Langstaff Road East, Thornhill, Ontario, L3T 3Z6
elevated 4tSer Entombment
Holy Cross Catholic Cemetery- Holy Trinity Mausoleum
8361 Yonge Steet, Thornhill, ON L3T 2C7
elevated 4tSer Obituary
elevated 4tSer It is with great sadness and heavy hearts to announce the passing of Giuseppe D’Agostino.
elevated 4tSer Peacefully passed away surrounded by his family on January 14, 2025 at the age of 88.
elevated 4tSer Beloved husband of the late Marie D’Agostino. Caring and devoted father to Rina (Mark), Vivian (Antonio), and Sabrina (John).
elevated 4tSer Proud Grandfather to Sarah (Joe), Philip, Nicholas, Johnny and Angelina. Great Grandfather to Claire, James, and Noah.
elevated 4tSer Will be fondly remembered his brothers Ludo, Ezio (Cindy), and Nick (predeceased, spouse Rosanna). Sister Lina (predeceased Alfonso) sister-in-law Sylvia (Rino) and brother-in-law Joey (Lina).
elevated 4tSer Joe’s life was filled with love for his family. He will be held dear in our hearts and lovingly remembered to all of his family and friends.
elevated 4tSer Thank you to the staff in the palliative care unit at Mackenzie Health Hospital especially Tai, Irene, and Shermaine for their unwavering dedication and compassion to patient care and a special thank you to Joe’s personal caregivers Ruka and Mariel for their amazing care and support.
elevated 4tSer If desired, donations may be made to the Mackenzie Health Foundation and SickKids Foundation.
Blessed to have had the coolest Uncle!! Always at the party and always willing to help. I’ll never forget the donuts he would make with his car in Richmond Heights Plaza on a Sunday with all the us nieces in the car laughing (no seatbelts back in the day)!!! And then he’d take us to Jand J variety store for candy. I will miss you “ Skirty”!
Great happy memories of days gone by!
Firstly, I’d like to send my condolences on behalf of myself and daughter Diana.
Trying to find the words to express such loss has not been easy.
Zio Joe, my Cumpare
You had been like a father to me when spending my summertimes spent with your family, on picnics, trips to Niagra Falls and the times you took Rina and I to the Exhibition (CNE).
You gave me many memories that are flooding to me as I write this, such as the time in your backyard in 1970 listening to the Italy vs Brazil Soccer Game just as you popped open a beer, Italy scored and the same thing happened at my dad’s funeral with you and I in the backyard. Once again Italy Scored. You comforted me in saying to me how “my dad had the best seats in the house”.
You were always a practical joker, making me laugh. There are times I knew you were coming over and I’d have props for you that really made laugh, especially the Mexican Jumping Beans. Making Zia Mary call me and asking how to stop them because they kept the family up all night. No matter where they put them. We had the same problem.
When I knew you were coming over, I would always have a Joke Prop for you like the Arrow Headband. When I had 2 budgies I gave you one, when I had 2 puppies I gave you one. I always had something for you cause I knew you’d love it.
When I was a student, I came to work with you and you never criticized me, you always taught me and it was a pleasure working with you.
You always showed love and compassion and you left me with find memories, joy and laughter and the love you showed my daughter Diana.
Uncle Joe, my Cumpare,
Thank You for the warm, loving memories you have left for us. The last thing you said to me was “I love you” at Christmas time when I was talking with you and Zia Mary.
I know you’re reunited with Zia Mary and there is no doubt we’ll see each other again.
Love Frank and Diana Mazzone.
Firstly, I’d like to send my condolences on behalf of myself and daughter Diana.
Trying to find the words to express such loss has not been easy.
Zio Joe, my Cumpare
You had been like a father to me when spending my summertimes spent with your family, on picnics, trips to Niagra Falls and the times you took Rina and I to the Exhibition (CNE).
You gave me many memories that are flooding to me as I write this, such as the time in your backyard in 1970 listening to the Italy vs Brazil Soccer Game just as you popped open a beer, Italy scored and the same thing happened at my dad’s funeral with you and I in the backyard. Once again Italy Scored. You comforted me in saying to me how “my dad had the best seats in the house”.
You were always a practical joker, making me laugh. There are times I knew you were coming over and I’d have props for you that really made laugh, especially the Mexican Jumping Beans. Making Zia Mary call me and asking how to stop them because they kept the family up all night. No matter where they put them. We had the same problem.
When I knew you were coming over, I would always have a Joke Prop for you like the Arrow Headband. When I had 2 budgies I gave you one, when I had 2 puppies I gave you one. I always had something for you cause I knew you’d love it.
When I was a student, I came to work with you and you never criticized me, you always taught me and it was a pleasure working with you.
You always showed love and compassion and you left me with find memories, joy and laughter and the love you showed my daughter Diana.
Uncle Joe, my Cumpare,
Thank You for the warm, loving memories you have left for us. The last thing you said to me was “I love you” at Christmas time when I was talking with you and Zia Mary.
I know you’re reunited with Zia Mary and there is no doubt we’ll see each other again.
Love Frank and Diana Mazzone.
It is with sadness but many happy memories that I reflect on the passing of “Lu primo cugino” Giuseppe D’Agostino. Giuseppe (Peppino) came to Canada in 1955. He came with my father as they left their families, their culture, their home to go to Naples to board a transatlantic trip that took a few weeks and landed in Halifax. (Pier 21) It was a foreign land, they did not know the language or culture, they had very little money and their only possessions were in a small suitcase (mostly containing a few undergarments, some toiletries and maybe a clean shirt) There they took a train to Toronto where they had a flat waiting for them, arranged by my uncle Nicola who was already living here. They lived in a flat on the second floor of a small, modest home in the Oakwood and Vaughan Rd, area. I was told they shared the flat with 4 other men and they paid rent and board to an Italian family who lived on the first floor. They both worked in construction because that was the only work they could find. My father quickly left that treacherous trade and found work in his profession (tailoring) but Peppino continued in construction and became a skilled bricklayer. He proved to be hard working, skilled and tenacious. He became a foreman with his crew and later went on to start a company with his brothers (Nicola, Armando and Ludovico) Parente Construction (as the company was called.) went on to become one of the largest and most prolific bricklaying companies in Ontario. They constructed many plazas, industrial malls north of Eglington to Steeles and even worked in Northern Ontario. Peppino continued to be their main foreman and was in charge of countless bricklayers and manual workers on the job sites. He was not an office man (Nicola took care of that) but he was the man on the ground, the worker, the doer. Peppino had a zest for life. He was a model for what it meant to be a D’Agostino He was genuine, (not phoney), honest (to a fault, told it like it was) a hard worker, never a complainer, always the first to help others, a singer and the life of the party. Who can not forget his rendition of “Mexico” which he gladly sang at every get together, wedding and family picnic). He was a drinker and an eater. Maria (his wife) told us stories that he would wake up every morning and had a glass of wine and an anchovy or salami sandwich at 5:00 in the morning before he left for work. Peppino was a family man, a good and loyal husband and a wonderful father and grandfather. He truly set the example for all of us junior cousins. He was a hard act to follow. A class act, a wonderful human being. All of us looked up to him with admiration for his industriousness, his undying spirit and unwavering family values. He is part of our heritage He and many others like him formulated our heritage and forged a path and set an example for all of the cousins to follow. He embodied the D’Agostino spirit. He sacrificed so others could benefit. God bless you “primo cugino” and thank you for teaching us what it means to be a D’Agostino. May you live in eternal peace with your loving wife in God’s kingdom. I’m sure He has a full glass waiting for you Salute.
This was very beautifully written. Thank you Marcello.
My mom (his sister, Carolina Mazzone) will miss him very much as they had an amazing bond as siblings. As his niece, I can truly say he was a great uncle and will never be forgotten. He is now reunited with Zia Maria and may he rest in peace. Love you always, The Mazzone Family
We all loved Joe! We are saddened for his loss, but take comfort that he is now at peace and reunited with his beloved angel Marie.
We hold many memories and will definitely keep his humour at heart.
May you always remember him fondly and his memory be eternal. Rest in peace Joe. You will be missed.
We had the advantage of living across the street from Zio Joe. He was an amazing uncle and he left me with so many poignant memories because we saw him so often. He was spirited and funny. He made friends easily and was so truthful that sometimes he may of pissed them off but he was himself. I still meet people from the neighbourhood and they ask me about Joe. He was one of a kind. I watched him for hours as he lay bricks like an art all with a cigarette in hand. He made whole fireplace in one day. Zio Joe would always have hot peppers at every wedding in his pocket to share with all. I danced the twist with him at my wedding. A memory I cherish. He loved eating, drinking, smoking, dancing, singing and loving. I have yet to meet anyone that lived life to the fullest as he did. When you think of him a smile comes over your face. Heaven is a lot more fun because he is there now. I will miss you ‘ skirty’ and will remember you always!!
God bless and reunite you with your beautiful wife Maria. Our sincerest condolences 💐 and prayers you are in peace with your glass of wine 🍷 Cheers to you primo cugino. Love Luciano, Debra, Amanda, Anthony D’AGOSTINO