Rick Lerro, Dallas, 1955.
His new wife, Mirt, was starting the Household Employment Agency in an office at the corner of Elm and Lamar Streets. Rick joined Standard Brands as a maintenance man, responsible for keeping equipment running in a plant that produced Blue Bonnet and Fleischmann's Margarine. In addition to socializing with other plant employees, Rick joined the Fraternal Order of Eagles and the Veterans of Foreign Wars. For fund raisers, Rick usually volunteered his services to organize large Italian-themed spaghetti dinners.
Richard Joseph Lerro
1918-2013
Richard Joseph Lerro was born February 7, 1918, in Philadelphia. His early years were spent in an orphanage outside of town. His maternal grandmother, Justina Camarrotta Lerro, brought him into her family around age 6, and he grew up behind the counter of the family meat market at 1024 S. Ninth Street in the heart of Little Italy. He was surrounded by aunts and uncles who were just a few years older than him. He married Caroline Fusco in 1939 and had a son, Richard Joseph Lerro, Jr. two years later. In 1941 he joined the U.S. Navy and toured the Pacific, serving in the "Sea Bees" in the Philippines, Japan, and Attu, Alaska. He remained in the Navy Reserves into the 1950s. After the war, Caroline and Richard divorced and he moved to Texas where he met and married Myrtle Metcalf Gibson on April 11, 1956. Together, they moved to Dallas and had a son, Richard Marcus Lerro (b. 1958). Rick Lerro worked as a maintenance man for Standard Brands Foods and St. Regis Paper Company before retiring. Myrtle died in 2007. Rick Lerro died January 20, 2013, in Tyler, Texas, with family at his bedside.
Friday, January 25
Catholic Funeral Mass
St. Boniface Catholic Church
318 South Broad Street
Chandler, TX
Wake for Residents and Staff
Providence Park Rehabilitation Center
-Andrea Bocelli (Italian music!), signing memory books, refreshments. A friendly gathering around the piano.
Inurnment is scheduled later this year at Arlington National Cemetery.
Friday, January 25
Catholic Funeral Mass
St. Boniface Catholic Church
318 South Broad Street
Chandler, TX
Wake for Residents and Staff
Providence Park Rehabilitation Center
-Andrea Bocelli (Italian music!), signing memory books, refreshments. A friendly gathering around the piano.
Inurnment is scheduled later this year at Arlington National Cemetery.
Tuesday, January 28, 2014
Monday, January 20, 2014
Dad had a burst of energy in December and early January.
People around the nursing home noticed how animated he was, how happy he seemed
to be, and how clear-thinking. He would roll himself up to the nursing station,
slap the counter, and say “Bartender, I want a drink!” They would pour him a
shot of brandy or wine and he would announce “Ahhhhh! That was good!” He would
then roll himself away.
Then, around January 17th, he came down with
something. He stayed in bed, developed a fever, slept a lot, and started having
trouble breathing. The following day the nursing home asked me and Jackie for
permission to transfer him to a hospital. He was declining rapidly. I said, “No.
Do your best. Keep him there in his home. A hospital would be frightening for
him. You can do there whatever needs to be done.” We brought in a hospice team.
I changed my ticket with American Airlines in order to fly out on a 6 a.m.
flight from LaGuardia to Tyler. It was January 20th. Jackie met me
at the airport. We stopped for lunch in Tyler, then arrived at the nursing home
around 3 p.m.
Dad was completely clean. He looked like he was in a deep
sleep. His bed was elevated to help him breathe. He had an oxygen mask. He was
struggling a bit and his respiration was irregular. We removed the mask. He
licked the wet sponge Jackie held to his lips. I held his left hand and
whispered, “I’m here Dad. You take it easy. You’re in no condition to go to the
American Legion. You want to go out and get a beer? You have to rest a little.”
Jackie held his right hand. She put the mask back on his
face. We held onto him for awhile.
Then he stopped breathing. We held his hands and looked
at him, then at each other. We both started crying, and we put our heads on his
chest. It was over. We were there together at the end, a father, a son, and a
granddaughter.
He had waited for me. His last gift was that final hour,
in his room, talking to him, holding his hand as he let go of 95 years of life.
That was it.
Monday, November 18, 2013
Sunday, August 18, 2013
Sunday, January 20, 2013
Richard Joseph Lerro, 1918-2013
Rick Lerro died January 20, in Tyler, Texas, with family members
by his side. The World War II veteran was preparing for his 95th
birthday at the time of his death. He witnessed most of the 20th
century, surviving perils in childhood and in war, brushing history in 1963,
and “seeing half the world” on an 8th grade education.
As a young boy he spent several years in an orphanage
near Philadelphia. His grandmother, Justina Camarrota Lerro, found him and
raised him in a family-owned butcher shop at 1024 South 9th Street
in Philadelphia’s Little Italy neighborhood. He attended Our Lady of Good
Counsel School, completing the 8th grade, and helped his uncles sell
vegetables from carts in front of the butcher shop.
He married Caroline Fusco at Our Lady of Good Counsel
Church in 1939 and had a son in 1941 while working at the Pennsylvania
Shipyards.
During World War II Lerro served on a destroyer in the
U.S. Navy’s Construction Battalion, the Sea Bees. He was stationed in the
Philippines, Japan, and finally in Attu, Alaska, where he would occasionally wave
to Soviet submariners who surfaced off the coastline to lie on deck sunning
themselves.
He remained in the Navy Reserves, visiting Boston, Cuba,
and Italy. Later in life he would say, “By the time I was 40 I had seen half the
world.”
After the Navy, while serving as a Harris County
Sheriff’s Deputy in Houston, he met another young divorcee, Myrtle Lee Metcalf.
He liked Italian operas. She preferred country music. They wed in 1955 and
moved to Dallas where they had a son in 1958. Myrtle launched the Household
Employment Agency and Rick worked as a maintenance man for Standard Brands
Foods and St. Regis Paper Company. He remained a part-time butcher throughout
his adult life.
In the early 1960s the Lerros were featured in Life magazine
when their pet alligators got loose and roamed their Dallas neighborhood.
Dallas soon passed an exotic pets ordinance.
In 1963 he and his wife were interviewed by FBI agents
following the Kennedy assassination after agents discovered that the Lerros were
close friends and business associates of Jack Ruby, who shot and killed Lee
Harvey Oswald. While in prison Ruby corresponded with the Lerros, once writing that
his murder of Oswald was a spur of the moment decision and not pre-meditated.
In 1968 Lerro was diagnosed with colorectal cancer which
was surgically removed and never returned.
Lerro’s first marriage to Caroline Fusco ended in
divorce, however, the two remained friends until her death.
Richard Joseph Lerro is preceded in death by his wife of
52 years, Myrtle Lerro. He is survived by sons Richard Joseph Lerro, Jr. and his wife Judy of
West Palm Beach, Fla., and Richard Marcus Lerro and his spouse Terrence Onderick of Washington, D.C., his granddaughter and caretaker, Jackie Cannon and her husband Kyle of Tyler, Texas. His surviving grandchildren are Robert Lerro and his wife Cheryl, and Julie Williams and husband Lawrence of Florida, Stephen Lerro and wife Phylis of Tennessee, and Ashley David Harmon and wife Rachel of Texas. Great grandchildren include Jonathan Cannon, Michael Cannon, Karl Cannon, Mason Harmon, Jacob Harmon, Ashlyn Harmon, Billie Lerro, Tyler Williams, Brianna Williams, Aaron Lerro, Corey Lerro, Sarah Lerro, Collin Lerro, and Kathryn Lerro. Great-great grandchildren include Siearra Cannon and Cauline Cannon, and surviving his son-in-law is Jerry Powell of San Augustine.
A private wake is planned for the residents and staff of Providence Park Rehabilitation Center in Tyler. A private funeral mass is planned at St. Boniface Catholic Church in Chandler, Texas.
Tuesday, September 4, 2012
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