Obituaries Archives — The Altamont Enterprise, October 7, 2010

Joseph “Jeff” Charon

GUILDERLAND — Joseph “Jeff” Charon died on Tuesday, Sept. 28, 2010, after a long illness. He was 60.

Mr. Charon was born on Dec. 15, 1949, in Schenectady, to the late Lloyd and Mary Charon.

He worked for over 30 years at VF Connors, as a sheet metal fabricator in Local 83.

He and his wife of 37 years, Carol Charon, raised three children. Mr. Charon donated his eyes to the Lion’s Eye Bank so that he could provide the gift of sight to two young people, his wife said.

In addition to his wife, he is survived by his three children, Jonathan, Mary Ann, and Geoffrey M. Charon; two grandchildren, Cynthia Leonard and Kevin Charon, whom he loved and cherished; two aunts, Helen Bailey and Yvonne Griffin; and several cousins, nieces, and nephews.

A funeral was held on Tuesday, Oct. 5, at the Fredendall Funeral Home in Altamont. Interment was in Vale Cemetery.

Memorial contributions may be made to the Juvenile Diabetes Research Foundation, 26 Broadway, 14th Floor, NY, NY 1000.

Peter K. Nardolillo

BERNE — Peter K. Nardolillo was a police officer who loved serving in the United States Navy.

He died on Tuesday, Sept. 28, 2010, after an illness. He was 66.

“He loved life,” said his wife, Marilyn Nardolillo, “but he hated dialysis.”

Mr. Nardolillo was born on Dec. 17, 1943, in Albany, the son of the late Dominic and Marry Brown Nardolillo.

After graduating from high school, he spent two years in the U.S. Navy, serving on the USS Constellation.

Later, he worked as an officer in the Albany Police Department for 23 years.

“He traveled a lot,” his wife said, “even before I met him.”

She remembers them going out to dinner, going line dancing, going on cruises, and taking trips to Disney World, where they always brought their granddaughter, Kirsten.

“It was the happiness there; the music; everything is bubbly,” said Mrs. Nardolillo of Disney World. “It’s the way the world should be.”

When it came to football, Mr. Nardolillo was a die-hard New York Giants fan, his wife went on.

“This summer, we went three times to see the Giants’ training camp at UAlbany,” she said. “He was still getting out and around,” she said of her husband.

She remembers when they first met. It was 1988, and she was working as a bartender, when Mr. Nardolillo showed up. It was just before he retired from the Albany Police Department.

They married on Sept. 9, 2006.

“We got married in the hospital — Albany Med,” she said. “He started dialysis right after that…Most people know he couldn’t do much recently, but we did what we could.”

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Mr. Nardolillo is survived by his wife, Marilyn; his brother, Jim; four children: Dominick, Matthew, Deanna, and Tami; 10 grandchildren; and two great-grandchildren.

Two of his sons, Peter and Larry, died before him.

A funeral service was held on Monday, Oct. 4, at Fredendall Funeral Home in Altamont, followed by interment in Calvary Cemetery in Glenmont.

Memorial contributions may be made to Helderberg Ambulance, Post Office Box 54, East Berne, NY 12059.

Murray Barnes Weeks

GUILDERLAND CENTER — Murray Barnes Weeks, known to family and friends as Barry, a United States Army veteran and recreational sailor, died on Saturday, Oct. 3, 2010.

Mr. Murray’s wife, Susan Wheeler Weeks, said her husband was an Army veteran, and enjoyed a 44-year career at Hillyard Inc., of Saint Joseph, Mo., which manufactures cleaning products.

Barry and Susan dated while attending Guilderland High School, and reconnected in 2003. They got married in 2004, at Margot Bay, on the island of St. Lucia.

Mr. Murray had a “great love” for sailing, said Mrs. Weeks. He enjoyed boating on Lake Champlain, Lake Ontario, the Saint Lawrence Seaway, and the Hudson River. In 1978, he sailed his 41-foot sloop up the east cost to Marblehead, Mass. After he moved to California, he sailed his 47-foot cutter up to west coast to the San Francisco Bay.

“Barry could be seen, until very recently, riding his Harley Davidson Road King, the ‘Screaming Eagle,’ around Guilderland, upstate New York, and the Adirondacks,” Mrs. Weeks said. He also rode his motorcycle to the Carolinas and Florida.

In addition to his wife, Mr. Weeks is survived by two sons, William B. Weeks of Saint Joseph, Mo., and Carter B. Weeks, of Vero Beach, Fla.; and his sister, Barbara Howell.

A celebration of his life will be held at the Helderberg Reformed Church, on Route 146 in Guilderland Center, on Monday, Oct. 11, from 4 p.m. to 7 p.m.

Memorial contributions may be made to the Community Hospice of Albany, at 445 New Karner Road, Albany, NY 12205.

Linda Ann Woodard

WESTERLO — Linda Ann Woodard was a loving and caring person, someone who was generous with her heart and her time, and her family called her Lynn.

Mrs. Woodard died unexpectedly on Sept. 30, 2010. She was 48.

She was born on Oct. 8, 1961, to Anita and Richard Umholtz of Westerlo.

“Her overall personality was one of taking care of, and giving comfort to, people and to animals,” her father said.

She was buried on Monday in the Westerlo Rural Cemetery. After the funeral service, her family met for a luncheon at the Mountain View Brasserie in Greenville.

“Lynn will be remembered lovingly by everyone that knew her,” her family wrote in a tribute. She “left us to sing with the angels and dance with the wolves,” they said.

Her Aunt Peggy and Uncle Al, who live in Connecticut, remember their holiday get-togethers with her, and her Cousin Donna remembers when they used to collect fossils. Donna and her sister, Kathy, used to fight over who got to sleep at Linda’s house.

Her Aunt Lois remembers her as being caring and thoughtful, her family wrote, always remembering to call on special occasions.

“She would like to sit by our pond over here,” said her father. “And we have an outdoor fireplace where we cooked hotdogs and hamburgers; she liked to sit by the pond and enjoy the fireplace. This time of the year, she enjoyed being with the family and making cider the old-fashioned way, putting the apples through the crusher and everything.”

And Mrs. Woodard liked to play games with her niece, Katie, and her nephew, Ricky.

“The wolf was her favorite animal,” her father said. “That had to do with Native America, and that had to do with their beliefs and customs…She really enjoyed doing beadwork. And some of her favorite footwear: moccasins. And she had a nice leather vest with the leather strings hanging down.”

Mrs. Woodard grew up in Westerlo around animals: dogs, cats, rabbits, sheep, ducks, geese, and her horse Lucky.

“Linda was the self-proclaimed Ms. Dr. Doolittle,” her family wrote. “From the time she was a child, Lynn loved watching puppies grow, and as she got older, she enjoyed attending beagle field trials with her dad.”

They attended the 100th anniversary of the New England Beagle Club in Massachusetts, where a representative of the American Kennel Club gave Mrs. Woodard a bouquet of roses.

If a neighborhood dog strayed from home, it usually found its way to Mrs. Woodard, and she returned it to its owner, safe and sound.

“As an adult, Lynn nurtured many animals, providing them with full, wonderful lives that they otherwise would not have had,” her family wrote.

She also had the gift of gab, which she inherited from her mom — “And she quickly befriended everyone she met,” her family wrote.

She always cared for others, sometimes cooking breakfast at 4 a.m. for the hunters she knew; and she was a neat freak, always picking up after her brother’s parties. She helped decorate the Umholtz house for the holidays, and helped her parents in times of need.

“Lynn’s heart belonged to her husband Wayne, and nothing gave her more enjoyment than creating a home that was their special retreat,” her family wrote.

Her husband provided this quote:

“I have always loved you, and always will

My heart has broken in two…

One remains with me, the other with you.”

Mrs. Woodard liked gardening, and grew many vegetables and flowers. She was also a gifted cook.

“Lynn loved to cook and read cookbooks like most people read the daily paper,” her family wrote. “She had a knack of making something inventive and delicious out of whatever happened to be on hand. Wayne never cared much for spinach, but Lynn convinced him to try her famous spinach pie, which quickly became one of his favorite dishes that Lynn always prepared for special occasions.”

The tribute concludes, “Lynn will be missed by everyone that knew her.”

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In addition to her husband and her parents, Mrs. Woodard is survived by her stepchildren, Ashley, Amber, and Michael Woodard; her brother, Rick Umholtz and his wife, Colleen Salvagni; her nephew, Ricky Umholtz; her niece, Katie Umholtz; and several aunts, uncles, and cousins.

Memorial contributions may be made to Homeward Bound Dog Rescue of New York, Post Office Box 5782, Albany, New York, 12205.

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