Arthur V. Fagan
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Greece: peacefully, surrounded by his family, Saturday, April 2, 2011. Predeceased by his brother and sisters, Robert Fagan, Rita Hall, Mary Stiffler, Jane Farrell. Survived by his loving wife of 65 years, Marian Fagan; his children, Dennis A. (Liz) Fagan, Dr. Richard H. (Kathy) Fagan, David G. (Dorita) Fagan, Barbara D. (James) Ryan, Elizabeth A. (Doug) White; 14 grandchildren; 6 great-grandchildren; brothers and sisters, John B. Fagan, James G. (Betty) Fagan, Thomas (Diane) Fagan, Ellen (Carl) Facciponte, Timothy (Linda) Fagan; sisters-in-law Marge Garrette, Dorothy Lang; brother-in-law, Willard McGeary; several nieces, nephews and cousins; dear friends. Arthur was a proud Army Air Corps Veteran of World War II. He was a POW in Germany for 11 months while serving our country. He was the former Town of Clarendon Supervisor. Arthur retired as Postmaster of Brockport with 39 years of U.S. postal service. The family would like to thank Dr. J. Franklin Richeson for the loving care given to Arthur. Friends may call Wednesday 4-7 PM at Vay-Schleich & Meeson Funeral Home, 1075 Long Pond Road, Greece Chapel. His Funeral Mass will be celebrated Thursday 11:00 AM at St. Lawrence Church. Interment, Mt. Morris Cemetery. In lieu of flowers, contributions may be made to Honor Flight or Visiting Nurse Service Hospice in his memory.
Dennis and family: your father sounds like a great man who did more than most do for their country. i wish you all well in celebrating his life and memory.
Dennis, Dick, Dave and family, Our thoughts and prayers are with you all. Sincerely, Mike & Joanne Cowan
We are sad to hear of Art’s passing. Marian, you are in our thoughts and prayers.
We are so sorry to hear about Art. Our thoughts and prayers are with you during this difficult time.
When I’m Gone give what’s left of me away to children And old folks that wait to die. And if you need to cry, Cry for your brother and sister Walking the street beside you. And when you need me, Put your arms Around Someone And give them What you need to give me. I want to leave you something, Something better Than words Or sounds. Look for me In the people I’ve known Or loved, And if you cannot give me away, At least let me live in your eyes And not in your mind. You can love me most By letting Hands touch hands, By letting Bodies touch bodies, And by letting go Of Children That need to be free. Love doesn’t die, People do. So, when all that’s left of me Is love, Give me away.