George Pecoraio

George Pecoraio

George was easy going; some said he was set in his ways, others knew he was stubborn. He was a great provider; George worked his whole life through but he found his real calling late in life. He loved being a grandfather: he was spoiler in chief. If the parents said “no”, he’d always be good for a “yes” and Mr. Softee never made it past his house without him flagging it down. Downtime found him taking the occasional trips to the casinos: he battled the slots in Atlantic City and later at Parx since it was closer. George was great behind the stove: Broccoli rabe was his specialty followed closely by seven fishes. And the best of what he made originated in his garden, especially the tomatoes and basil. He hosted his fair share on Sunday dinners and the holidays (Christmas, Easter and Thanksgiving). Best of all was toasting with his homemade wine. And, most likely, he’d have a glass of red in one hand while tossing bocce with his other.  If his T.V was on he’d be checking out some old Westerns, especially Gunsmoke and some old war movies. Or at least falling asleep to one of them. George was a yard fanatic; his grass rivaled Augusta. He will be sadly missed.

George is survived by his son: Louis (Amanda) Pecoraio; grandchildren: Samantha (Ryan), Victoria, and Louis; a great-grandson Givonni.

Come celebrate 93 great years Thursday 8:30 a.m.-9:30 a.m. at Sweeney Funeral Home, Riverside, where there will be a 10 a.m. service. Interment St. Peters Cemetery.


  1. Linda Allizzo says:

    To my Dear Uncle.
    You were not just an Uncle by name,you were a man we looked up to. He always seemed to say the right thing,at the right time, when you needed it most. His friends called him Smooth & that he was. Very independent till the very end. Arguing, was not his thing. words that are left unsaid are the best, were his Motto. Always giving good advice and taking things like a grain of salt. He played it Smooth. Words hurt, and you never forget them. So our Memory of him and our chats will always be near & dear to me. No matter how far he moved he always made his way to my house to get his haircut. He said it was an excuse to see us. and as much as I was against him driving he would come down. Only now he is going to Heaven with long hair, he didn’t make it. Uncle George will have to look for a Barber in heaven. Someday we will see each other again & I will be sure to bring my scissors. Love You❤️ Rest in Peace🙏
    your Niece Linda & Bruno

  2. Joe Arici says:

    Rest In Peace Pop. I never got the pleasure of meaning you but from how much Lou talk about you I feel like we would have been very good friend as well.