I wanted to send you my most sincere condolences. I loved your dad so much. He was the nicest and coolest uncle anyone could have. What I loved most about him was his positive, upbeat attitude about life. Whenever I saw him he would always ask how I was doing and what I was up to. I am so glad I had the change to visit with him the last time I was home visiting my mom. He has a place in my heart and I know I will think of him often. I hope you guys remember me. Just to catch up a little... I moved to California 25 years ago and have been there ever since. My husband’s name is Bill and we have a son David who is 22 and our daughter Christine is 19. Love, your cousin Karen

Mike, Chuck and All the Raimondo Family: We were so sorry to hear about the loss of your Dad. We have many good memories your Dad and Mom growing up on Pries. Your Dad helped me get my first home, he went out of his way to make sure we were able to get that home. He was a caring man with much integrity. Hope the wonderful memories of him help you at this sad time. Bobby and I were talking last night about the great memories of your family and growing up together. Love, Lynn, Bobby and The Hoepfinger Family

As soon as I saw Mr. Raimondo's name and picture, I recognized him.

In 1975, I discovered an apartment for rent above the Niagara Savings Bank (maybe the name is a bit off) in Williamsville, at Main Street and Ellicott Creek Park, right in the village.

Mr. Raimondo was the branch manager and handled the rental of the two apartments and business space upstairs. You can imagine that they didn't want "just anyone" renting upstairs from the bank! I told Mr. R. that I was a first-year teacher at Wmsvl. South, and that was good enough for him! A huge, bright, two-bedroom overlooking Main Street, including most or all of the utilities and free parking: mine for just $150.00 per month!

My neighbors included a sweet elderly lady, Mrs. Dunbar, and a law firm. Except for the exhaust that wafted up into the living room during rush hour, the place was perfect. Since our building was across the street from Williamsville's town and village government offices, and fire and police stations, Main Street was plowed to the pavement every winter day, even the first day after the Blizzard of '77! (No need to stay inside, grab a six-pack, and watch football, despite Mayor Griffin's recommendation to Buffalonians!) I lived there through December 1978.

Mr. Raimondo was kind and generous, a gentleman and a joy. He treated me as I'm sure he treated his own family. I am grateful and blessed to have met him at a time in my life when a safe, beautiful, inexpensive place to call "home" was a priority.

I offer my sincere condolences to Mr. Raimondo's family and friends. From what I knew of him, I'm sure that his passing leaves a great void in their lives and hearts. I pray that their grief will yield to precious memories.