Arthur John Renauto
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Arthur John Renauto- Rochester: passed peacefully on Monday, January 13, 2025, surrounded by family, at 82. Survived by wife Eleanor; son, Tom (Shannon); daughter Sherry (Tony) D’Arpino; grandchildren, Dominick D’Arpino, Elena, Lia, and Jackson Renauto; sister, Joan (Richard) Irwin; sister-in-law, Enza Shaw; nieces and nephews, David (Erica) Irwin, Teresa (Ron) Angona, Paul (Caity) Irwin, Vanessa Shaw, Jocelyn (Yulman) Flores, David (Jessica) Shaw; many grand-nieces and grand-nephews; many dear friends.
Art, “Jack”, was a devoted husband and a loving father, grandfather, brother, uncle, and friend. He was born to Arthur C. and Leona Renauto (owners of the Lakeshore Liquor Store) in Rochester, NY on April 10, 1942. Following his graduation from John Marshall High School in 1959, he joined the United States Army, serving until 1965. Art worked at Eastman Kodak Co. as a draftsman and graduated from RIT in 1972. In the mid-80’s Art opened his own practice as a residential Architect and worked up until six months ago. Art and Eleanor were married for 54 years. Art loved his family deeply and enjoyed spending time with friends, some he had known since grammar school. Hobbies included gardening, photography, drawing, music, and classic cars. A 40’s and 50’s Rock and Roll aficionado, he could name the title, group, and year of any song from that era. He cherished his 1961 “Roman Red” Chevy Impala, hard-top, with a three-speed on the column, and often spoke of trips to the Lakeshore drive-in and “cruising” around with friends. In 1978 he designed and built their new home in Greece. He established a ½ acre garden including over 120 tomato plants and other vegetables. Friends often came to fill their bushels with produce. In recent years, his grandchildren became his passion. He attended countless events to watch the children perform and taught them how to precisely carve a pumpkin and to outmaneuver anyone in checkers.
Friends may call Wednesday (Jan 22nd) 4-7 PM at Vay-Schleich-Meeson, 1075 Long Pond Road. His Mass of Christian Burial will be celebrated Thursday (Jan 23rd) 10:30 AM at Our Mother of Sorrows Church. Interment, Holy Sepulchre Cemetery.
Dad, we love you and miss you terribly. Thank you for everything that you did for us. The sacrifices. The hard work. The support. We never wanted for anything and we would not be here without all that you did for us. I will especially miss our side conversations and jokes down at the far end of the dinner table, where no one could hear. A wink. A nod. We just knew. Trust that we will take care of mom and we will teach our family the same values that you instilled in us growing up. Love always, Tom, Shannon, Elena, Lia, and Jackson.
The Veterans Outreach Center extends our deepest sympathy in Arthur’s passing.
We acknowledge and are truly grateful for his service to our country.
I was blessed to be best friends with Jack Renauto for nearly all of our lives, beginning when we first met in the 4th grade at Saint Charles Borromeo Catholic School when the Renautos moved to Greece. The reason I’ve always called him Jack rather than Art is mainly because his mother, our Cub Scout Den Mother, did, just as she would call him Jackson when teasing him.
We weren’t just school friends. We lived just three blocks apart and got together constantly. Jack spent the 7th and 8th grades at a private school – we still hung out together after school – and then our parents decided we should attend then-new McQuaid Jesuit High School. Fine school, but it was far and took three bus route changes followed by a fairly distance walk to get there. We finally persuaded our parents to spare us spending so much time getting to and from school every day and let us transfer to the nearest public hight school – John Marshall – for our final two years. At school and outside school we remained constant companions.
You don’t spend this much time with someone during formative years without truly understanding what they’re made of. Jack Renauto was the nicest guy. Funny. Fun. Perpetually pleasant. With rock solid core values of God, Family, Country. You couldn’t find a better person or have a better friend.
In recent years we would exchange emails and phone calls discussing current events and reminiscing about old times together, each relishing the good-natured ribbing. Our friendship that spanned a lifetime was never once even remotely marred by even the slightest unpleasantry. And that speaks volumes about what a truly wonderful person Jack was. I was so blessed to be his friend. I shall miss him so much.