by Rosemarie Lombardo met her husband Joe DeLuca at John Adams, it didn’t take long for them to fall madly in love, and even when Joe’s family moved to Bay Village his senior year of high school, Joe took every way of transportation to visit Rosemarie as much as possible and their love continued to grow.
It wasn’t long after high school that they got married in April of 1953 and began what would become one of the greatest families of love and togetherness that anyone could ever dream of. Rosemarie was 18 and Joe was 19. Young love that would never die!
Only six weeks into marriage Joe got drafted into the army to serve in Korea, while Rosemarie found out she was pregnant with Aunt Josephine. Their first of 8 children, he would see her for the first time when the war was over and she was already born.
They would never be apart again as their message of love, God, and family would spread throughout everyone who came in their path. Rosemarie DeLuca was as close to a saint on this Earth that you will find.
Think about it for a second, changed diapers of all 8 kids, all 19 grandkids and for more than 40 plus years cooked Sunday meals to feed an Army every weekend for whomever came over to the house. Again, stop and think about it, that’s not just the 8 kids and 19 grandkids she had, but most of their friends, boyfriends and girlfriends too.
Mrs. Rosemarie DeLuca was the utmost in everything she did, a wife, a cook, a homemaker, a mother, a grandmother, a friend, a sister, and a daughter. Her own mother died when she was 16 years old and she let that motivate her to be the best mother, grandmother and mother in law a person could ask for.
She was so beautiful, and Grandpa Joe would often say, “when I look at her, I see the first girl and only girl I ever kissed, she looks every bit as beautiful as she did the day we got married.” When he looked at her, that is truly what he saw, each and every time, his bride! Every single time!
66 years of cooking meals, 66 years of doing laundry, 66 years of changing diapers, 66 years of holding babies, 66 years of kissing boo’s boo’s, 66 years of going to little league games, 66 years of going to concerts, award ceremonies, meeting first boyfriends, girlfriends, etc…
This woman did it all and never complained. You never knew when she was sick, she was so proud of her family that she would never miss a thing, no matter what kind of pain she was in. She was labeled as a “homemaker”. Well so what, look at her 84 years on this planet and her 66 as a “homemaker”. I’m sorry, but she took that “title” and made it a term that woman craved to hold.
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I am so very sorry for the great loss to your family. You wrote such a beautiful description of the life of a very beautiful lady. Our world could use more “homemakers” like her because ladies like this didn’t just nurture and care for our earthly homes but created and cared for homes here on Earth that were as near to our Heavenly home as they could possibly be. Homes filled with love. “And now these three remain: faith, hope, and love; but the greatest of these is love” 1 Corinthians 13:13