Life is seldom easy, but everyone knew if they had a problem, Gina would be there. She loved unconditionally, judged no one and gave out some sage advice: count to ten and do it again. “Damn Gina” you’d hear as she came through the door, her smile lighting up the room. A Jersey Girl through and through: back in the day you’d see her whizzing by in a T-Top Firebird or Camaro, blaring some Jumpin Jack Flash. She was a huge Stones fan: her biggest wish was to take her whole family to a concert. When she got loose she’d be heading off for the beach. Gina worshiped a little sun and sported the tiniest of bikinis: if you got it, flaunt it. But what she was really meant to be was a grandmother: piggy back rides, off on bikes and flying kites at the park with her best buddy, Demi, until there was barely enough light to see.
She is survived by her daughter, Mykalann; her siblings, Nikki (Rasheem) Turbeville and Robert DePack; her aunt, Patricia Honan and many cousins.
Come celebrate 49 great years, Monday 5-7 p.m. at Sweeney Funeral Home, Riverside where there will be a service at 7 p.m.