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Obituary: Rose Allen

Our precious Rose Licciardello Allen, “Nan,” born March 20, 1930, died March 30, 2010 with her soul mate, Gerald and loving family by her side. She succumbed to her battle with cancer, but remained the strongest person in the world until her last breath. Devoted wife of Gerald. Loving mother of Glenn (Anne Marie), Gary, Debra Zoller (Kirt) and Gregg. Dear sister of Sadie and the late Mary, Sal and Ted, and sister-in-law of Sue. Adored grandmother of Stephanie (Sergey), Gerald, Keri, Chris (Vanessa), Billy and Kirt Eric, and great-grandmother of Jaiden.

Rose Licciardello moved to Port Washington, and before she even learned to drive she met Gerald Allen, who quickly became her best friend, her companion, her husband. Sixty four years, four children, six grandchildren and one great-grandson later, she left behind a million memories that will last forever. Memories are a way of holding onto the things you love, the things you are and the things you never want to lose. We will never lose you.

Beautiful, well read, honest, loving, caring, forever planning and organizing, a delight to her family and friends, hair never short of perfection, everyone’s mom, everyone’s nan, strong emotionally and physically, and the best cook ever. Everything was better when Rose was around. She was always on your side and a true influence for everyone lucky enough to be in her life.

Rose devoted her entire life to making sure her loved ones were loved (and fed), her garden was perfect and her family had the values and foundation they needed to hopefully touch other people’s hearts the way she did. We will miss the long talks, the laughter and the way she would take aerial shots of every single birthday cake. We will miss the sweet smell of her lasagna, her perfect Christmas tree, the smell of her perfume and the pride she had for family and friends. We will miss every single thing about the time we spent with her, but most of all we will miss her.

If love could have saved you, you would have lived forever.