Sabino Marceleno

My dear Uncle Phil.
So many years since you left us have passed, but I still remember your smile and laugh. You used to tease me and tell me that your sister, Dora, my mom, was your twin, and I almost believed you. The two of you looked so much alike! So many fond memories of you, and Nellie when we all lived close to you in Santa Monica. I still share some of the crazy stories you told me with others. Now, you and my my mom are laughing in heaven,
Always will have a special place in my heart for you. I still wear the beautiful ring you gave me when I was a young teenager, and I still smile when I go through the pictures of us at Venice Beach. Thank you for being such a fun Uncle. Love, Doramarie

Poppa Phil was a nice grandpa who liked to play games and hang out with his grandkids. Some of my fondest memories of him were going to the theater where he and Grandma Nellie worked. Poppa would make us chorizo and egg burritos on a little one burner stove on a fire escape balcony at the back of the building. We also spent a lot of time with him on the beach in Santa Monica playing handball. I remember one time he took this funky pair of white shoes (Sooo him!) to the beach and left them on the steps. I asked him why he did it and he said, “Someone might need them, baby.” Just a simple guy.##imported-begin##Cindy##imported-end##