Peter Alaimo, 69, of Montgomery, NY, passed away on Wednesday, June 22, 2022. He was the loving father of Daniel Poulakis and his partner Stephanie. Loving brother of Vincent Alaimo and his wife Maureen, Josephine Giordano and her late husband Gaetano, Joseph Alaimo and his wife Lucy and Rosemarie Carollo and her husband John. Also survived by many cherished nieces, nephews, cousins and other dear relatives and friends.
Peter was a US Army veteran. He was a controller for Simon & Schuster. Born in Sicily, later immigrating to NYC along with his parents and four siblings in 1960. He attended the prestigious Brooklyn Tech for High School. Peter was the first member of his extended family to attend college, Baruch College, as an accountant major.
Visiting hours are Saturday, July 23, 2022 from 11 – 12:30 PM at Pizzi Funeral Home, 120 Paris Ave, Northvale, NJ. A Memorial Mass will follow at 1 PM at St. Catharine’s RC Church, 523 Western Highway, Blauvelt, NY.
In lieu of flowers, donations in Peter’s memory may be made to St. Jude’s Children’s Research Hospital, www.stjude.org.
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Always a big personality…treated me with respect. Loved all of us so much. We will miss you Uncle Pete.
Rest In Peace Peter
We will cherish all our memories of you cousin Pete. We all love and respect you and were in awe of you growing up.
Condolences to all the family,
Rest in Peace.
Pete was the best neighbor we ever had. He was like a grandfather to our girls, and was always there to lend a hand or an ear. You could pop over anytime, and get a warm welcome and a great conversation. Pete was smart and compassionate and always willing to help in any way. We were so privileged to know him. May his memory be for a blessing.
Uncle peter
A letter to uncle peter at his passing
Uncle Peter…the first man to truly respect me as an individual. He treated me and viewed me as a young lady who would one day turn into a woman. He honored who I would one day become. To my Uncle Peter, my Brooklyn Farmer: Thank you for sitting me down and explaining some of life’s biggest lessons, way before I could truly ever comprehend them. Thank you for challenging my views and helping me to digest differences in a positive way. The way you spoke to me with conviction about investing, my professional demeanor, relationships, how to treat my family and human nature…it was nothing short of genius. As a seemingly naive young girl, who once sat on your lap as a child, knew deep down that even though I didn’t fully understand what you were telling me, I knew that it was important. I know that I needed to keep these nuggets of wisdom under lock and key for the day in which I would need them.
Uncle Peter, guess what, you were right…about it all! I can vividly remember us sitting at the kitchen counter, as we always did, when I began to share with you the progress we were undergoing with our charity and my business. It was the first time in our relationship that you perked up and looked at me differently; you listened to me with the same enthusiasm and genuine care, yet something was different. It was palpable. I could feel your proud poppa come out. Truly sensing that you were proud of me, as if I ‘GOT IT’; that after all the years of priming me with these grand life lessons, it finally took hold and was making an impact.
Uncle Peter, thank you for seeing me. You had this amazing gift of granting individuals an audience. As if when they were in your presence they were the most important thing in your life. You were never distracted, you never let anything else get in the way of you being in the moment with them, with me. I witnessed it every time we were together, it was a gift that I will cherish all the days of my life.
Uncle Peter, now I’m carrying a baby boy in my womb and he will enjoy the inheritance you left him…the wisdom engraved within his momma through you. What a gift to pass down the generations! And let’s not forget when we all lived together under one roof!!! Oh my goodness, how hard we laughed. I loved working with you in the shop, watching how you organized and handled yourself in an industry that, well, frankly didn’t suit you. However, you made it look like a cake walk, you were surrounded by white gowns, emotional women and numbers! hahaha.
Uncle Peter, I’ll never forget the day I tried on my first wedding dress. You were the only man in the room, and when I looked to you for your approval, you held your hand across your chest, eyes wide open and just said, “Wow Mariagrazia”, I knew that was the one for me. Although the man wasn’t, and you likely knew that too, you still stood with me in a moment of life where I was growing up.
Uncle Peter, I honored you, adored you, and cherished you all the days of your life and it pains me to not be able to fly up to pay my respects to you, your siblings and most of all your son, Danny. Yet, I know you’re just fine with it. I know that I’m always your ‘baby’ and that one day we’ll be hanging out together in heaven. God knew your heart all along, He held your hand through all the decades and He helped you in your darkest days and rejoiced with you in your brightest. You were a man of honor, integrity, honesty, grit, dedication and pure love. I look forward to the days when I can speak about you to my son and share the wisdom you imparted onto me. Thank you again Uncle Peter for giving me space, time, and permission to grow into what you always knew I would one day become. I miss you and I love you to Eternity.
Peter for me. Peter did my first resume in English and ask me to send it out to hiring agencies; I was called for interviews and I freak out, I didn’t know how to speak English much, but he said: don’t worry Adele just go and learn. Not long after I was called to work for a bank, same think, I said Peter I’m ok whit math but accounting? He thought me the basic: Adele accounting is debit and credit. I succeeded. But what I loved out of all of this is Peter never said anything, never ask for anything. He was just proud…
I WAS WONDERING IF PETER WAS RELATED TO ROCCO ALAIMO OF SCILLY