Margaret Cardillo

Margaret Cardillo of Mahopac passed away on June 27, 2021.

Margaret was born Margherita Giordano in Monreale, Sicily on June 10, 1941, to Vincenzo and Maria (Biuso) Giordano. Margaret was the beloved wife to Ron Cardillo for over 56 years. Devoted mother to Lisa, Donna, Ron Jr. and Matthew Tumminello. Loving Nonna to Brandon Devillers, Analise Brown, Thomas Brown, Lianna Martone, Sebastian Cardillo, Alyson Martone, Michelle Martone.

Along with her husband, children and grandchildren, Margaret is survived by her sisters Nina Mirto, Girolama “Mimma” Tumminello, Maria and brother-in-law Nunzio Consigliati, in-laws Frank and Carol Cardillo and Victor and Kathy Cardillo, many nieces, nephews and dear friends.

Margaret was a member of St. Pius X Church choir and a sister at Antonio Meucci Lodge in White Plains. Margaret loved to sing, dance, cook, play tennis and most of all, spend time with her family and friends.

Visitation was held on June 29 at Yorktown Funeral Home. Funeral Mass was on June 30 at St. Pius X in Scarsdale, followed by a police escort by multiple Westchester police departments to Rose Hill Cemetery in Putnam Valley. 

In lieu of flowers, Margaret asked for donations in her honor be made to St. Judes Children’s Hospital.

Eulogy for Margaret Cardillo

Hi mom, I know you are with us today. I know, you know how much we all love and miss you. So I just want to take some time to talk about how you have touched all of us sitting here today. How you and dad have built an amazing family. And most of all, share your legendary love story. It all began long ago in the Bronx, NY.  Since then and for the past 60 years you both have been deeply in love. A love that anyone who knows you or our family understands how rare it is. A love that has been expressed through the tango, the waltz, the polka, and even the occasional salsa. Watching you and dad dance was always a magical and captivating experience. You stole the show everywhere that you both stepped on to the dance floor. A love that was also shared with games of tennis, and bocce ball (mom you are still the undefeated champion)  cruise after cruise, trips to Paseo, three kids, and a handful of amazing and beautiful grandkids. This is a true to life fairytale love story. 

Mom you always put others first, you fed us all, and anyone who was lucky enough to be in our home. You truly were the quintessential matriarch and loving mom to us all.  
Most of all you are a beautiful and deeply, deeply dedicated wife who was always at our father’s side through thick and thin. The vows you both took that faithful day when you tied the bond of marriage was upheld to a standard that is nearly impossible to meet. You both have truly raised the bar of love. 

We will miss the sound of your beautiful voice, singing the Ava Maria. That was my favorite. We will really, really miss your delicious cooking. Of course most of all, your epic rice balls. How you made sure my son’s belly was full. How you literally chased him around the house shoving food in his mouth. Just like you did with my sisters and I, and all of your grandkids. Making sure dad had enough napkins at the dinner table and yelling at him that he stained his shirt or dipped his sleeve in the pasta…again. 

We would be doing my mom a disservice if we didn’t mention all of her and my fathers friendships they have cultivated through the years. If you’re sitting here today, and you are not family then you must be part of this special group of friends my parents have. And to you, we and the rest of my family say thank you. Thank you for all the wonderful memories that you have built with my parents throughout the years. 

Mom we promise you that we will never let Pop eat alone, we will take him to Paseo, we will play bocce, and we will let him win at tennis. We will always make sure he has enough napkins at the dinner table. I will get on Amazon and finally get him a bib. I promise Pop will never be alone. We all will take care of him. And so now we will try to learn how to cope and try to live life without you, although now that seems like an impossible task. 

You have made and left the deepest and biggest hole in all of our hearts. At the same time to quote one of your favorite songs by Josh Groban you have truly raised us up. We all love you, and we will all miss you forever. Goodbye Mom until we undoubtedly meet again. I love you forever!