In lieu of the disabled CaringBridge website, and by the request of Mot's mother Ann, the DiOrio family has created this blog as a way to celebrate and remember the life of Marty "Mot" DiOrio. We welcome any and everyone to share their thoughts, stories, and memories of Mot. On Saturday, July 24, 2010 Mot made it over the finish line. After a long struggle with esophageal cancer, Mot passed away. The funeral arrangements are as follows:
Visitation:
Tuesday, July 27, 2010
3:00 PM until 8:00 PM
Golubski Deliberato Funeral Home
Visitation:
Wednesday, July 28, 2010
9:30 AM until 11:00 AM
Parkside Church
7100 Pettibone Rd.
Chagrin Falls, OH 44023,
Service:
Wednesday, July 28, 2010
11:00 AM
Parkside Church
On Saturday evening, Mot's family gathered to celebrate his life. His loving brother Ralph made a perfect toast in his honor:
"Mot, may all your miters be perfect
May all your rolling pick 3's come in
May all your 10 foot downhill putts go in
And may all your shleva come out perfect."
Please feel free to post comments as they are deeply appreciated by Mot's family.
Dear Mot,
ReplyDeleteI'm leaving a buck in your hand because you are always looking for a buck and this way you got one. I love you and will think of you each day with a smile.
Love your zen sister
Suzie
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ReplyDeleteUncle Marty,
ReplyDeleteYour awesome humor, contagious smile and hilarious stories are already missed. I love you so much and will always carry your memory in my heart.
Love, your niece,
Kristy
I was privileged to spend several family weekends with Marty DiOrio and his family; both in Cleveland, and in Chatauqua.
ReplyDeleteWhat impressed me about Marty was his kindness, and his sense of humor. After the initial introductions, he treated me more like family, than an invited guest.
While in Chatauqua, I was invited to play a round of golf with the males of the family. It was rapidly apparent that I was not a golfer. Marty quietly gave me a few pointers that helped me be less of a hack, and not impede the process of the game too much.
He was however, quick to capitalize on funny situations that I caused; and to point out the humor in them. At one point, it was my turn to tee-off. I looked up slightly during my swing, and the wood came down on the top of the ball, crushing it into the grass; before passing over the top of it. This caused the ball to literally do a backspin and roll backward, coming to rest about twenty feet behind the tee. Marty quickly said, “I don’t think I’ve seen that one before, negative yardage. But you are from Cincinnati, and you are used to negative yardage.”
I was very sorry to hear of his passing, and I know he will be missed by all of his family and friends. God bless you Mot.
George Griffin