Anthony A. Ciccone

Date of Passing:

March 15, 2020

Anthony Arthur Ciccone, 82, of Barrington, RI, died on March 15th at St. Elizabeth’s Manor in Bristol, RI.

Tony was born on April 6th, 1937 in Providence, RI. He received his bachelor’s degree and a master’s degree in education from Rhode Island College. On July 3, 1965, he married Carolyn Piccirilli. He taught chemistry for 32 years at Portsmouth High School.

An avid baker, Tony loved making his famous pizza, spinach pies, and “Baba” rolls (named for his grandchildrens’ name for him). He also loved making and decorating cakes for his family and friends. He made and decorated numerous wedding cakes, including for his son’s wedding, plus dozens of birthday cakes for his three grandchildren. He also loved biking and could often be found riding on the East Bay Bike Path.

Tony was preceded in death by his father Sabatino Ciccone and mother Angelina (DeCesare) Ciccone, his two brothers, Robert Ciccone and Roland Ciccone, and his sister Helen Delle Femine.

Tony is survived by his beloved wife of 54 years, Carolyn (Piccirilli) Ciccone. He is also survived by his son, Michael Ciccone and daughter-in-law Suzanne Ciccone of Boxborough, MA, and three grandchildren, Grace Ciccone, James Ciccone, and Leo Ciccone. He was also the father of the late Cara Lynne Ciccone of Stamford, CT.

His funeral services will be private. His burial will be held at St. Ann’s Cemetery in Cranston, RI.

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  1. Carol, we had no idea. Out of the Waseca Ave. loop since we moved two years ago. I would have hoped someone would have told you. Our deepest sympathies, wonderful, wonderful man. Will be greatly missed.

  2. Carol and Michael – my deepest sympathy for your loss. May Tony find rest and peace

  3. I am flooded with memories of Uncle Tony. I remember him being there, in my life, always. He was Michael and Cara’s father, Auntie Carol’s husband, the oldest of his four siblings, and then, later, he became Baba. He was my uncle. I remember that he was a teacher and that his students loved him. He knew so much about science and he was fascinating to listen to. I remember that he never stopped moving. He was always doing something, whether it be fixing something in the house with his plethora of tools or tending to his amazing vegetable gardens or making and decorating cakes or making the best pizza, spinach pies (actually, the onion pies were my favorite…sleeper hit), and of course, Baba rolls…I remember when he used to work the early shift at Vienna… “time to make the donuts…” cuz he was up anyway around 4am… and when he taught drivers’ ed… I remember his photography days and asking Cara and me to “model” for him, so he could practice his portrait skills. I remember Cara helping him grade papers and him helping her win the Middle School State Science Fair by giving her a great idea regarding acid rain and her diligently tending to those plants daily, under his guidance… I remember his smile and his laugh. I remember him chasing Michael around the house endlessly so he could get a little kiss or a little snuggle. I can still picture Michael’s reluctant grin and upturned face and that comfort of knowing that his father loved him so much. He loved his family so much. He loved my aunt to the ends of the Earth and would have quite literally done anything for her. His long arms would wrap around his children and grandchildren in a display of affection that came from the tips of his toes. Never a gray hair on his head, he was always handsome, always proud, of his family, of his heritage, of his home. I will miss him so much more than I can express with these few words. Too much loss Auntie Carol and Michael; so sorry for you, too, Suzanne, Grace, James and Leo. I know he will be welcomed in the warmest way by his beloved daughter and the many others that loved him, that can now see him once again. “May he raise you up on eagle’s wings…” love you, Uncle. Rest easy.

  4. Dear Carol and Michael, My heart goes out to you. You’ve been through so much heartache. Deepest sympathy to you and your family. Love, Gwyneth

    I will donate to ALS in Tony’s name.

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