"Al and Sue Schulz Relation to Deceased: neighbor Tim, Denise and Jeffrey, So sorry to hear about your Dad's passing. He was a very nice man, always had a story to tell. It was a pleasure to have known him. Condolences to your Mom and brother as well. The butterfly emerges from its silken shell- Reborn, it arises, no longer bound to earth. Free at last, the butterfly glides to heights unknown before. So do our loved ones find a beautiful release as, earthbound no more, they leave our sight and joyfully rise to a garden of matchless beauty, a place of light and peace. -Evelyn Phillips"
In loving memory of
Matthew Uttaro
April 16, 1926 - February 25, 2012
Name: Matthew J. Uttaro
Life Dates: 4/16/1926 - 2/25/2012
City Of Birth: Rochester, NY
Pre-deceased by
Predeceased by his parents, Teresa (Esposito) Frank Uttaro , several aunts, uncles, cousins and brother-in-law.
History
Survived by his wife Wanda Uttaro; children, Matthew Uttaro, Denise (Tim) Rachow; grandson Jeffrey Rachow; sister-in-law Janet Holmes; several nieces, nephews cousins.
Donations
Donations may be sent to Lifetime Care, 3111 S. Winton Rd, Rochester NY 14623 in Matthew's memory.
Services
Matthew's Funeral Mass will be celebrated ............at St. Charles Borromeo Church, 3003 Dewey Ave.
Additional Information
A special mention to Matthew's fishing, hunting and card playing buddies. His family would like to extend a sincere thank you to Dr. Robert Agostinelli and his staff along with the staff at Lifetime Care Hospice at Hildebrandt for their compassionate care.
Tributes
"Kathie Rieger-Harman Relation to Deceased: Friend Dear Mrs. Uttaro, Matt and Denise, I'm so sorry to hear of your husband/father's passing. I have so many great memories of him and your whole family! I will pray for your peace and please know that I am thinking of you. Kathie The butterfly emerges from its silken shell- Reborn, it arises, no longer bound to earth. Free at last, the butterfly glides to heights unknown before. So do our loved ones find a beautiful release as, earthbound no more, they leave our sight and joyfully rise to a garden of matchless beauty, a place of light and peace. -Evelyn Phillips"