- Welcome to Daley Life Celebration Studio, where we Celebrate the Color of Life.
Elizabeth Teresa Monjannis
Aunt Tressie made holidays and birthdays special. She was generous with her gifts and her Easter baskets would just about put you in diabetic shock. On visits to her home you could expect a sandwich and piece of cake. Eating them wasn’t optional: the motto was don’t go there on a full stomach. There were always three cakes: one in the freezer, one on the table and last weeks in the trash. Her cookie trays would rival any bakery’s. Anything she ate would be rounded out by some Jersey tomatoes. She was especially partial to those from her garden. For as long as she could walk Teresa went to daily Mass and was active at St. Joseph’s Church.rnTeresa was the wife of the late Thomas and is survived by two sisters in law: Irene Rappa and Antonia Ordine, a brother in law, James Monjannis and many nieces and nephews from the Simonelli, Rappa and Ordine families. rnCome celebrate 92 generous years Friday from 6 to8 PM and Saturday 8:30 to 10 AM at Daley life Celebration Studio, Swedesboro. Mass of Christian Burial Saturday 10:30 AM , St. Joseph’s Church, Swedesboro. Burial St. Joseph’s Cemetery.rnDonations to Woolwich Fire Co., 1517 Kings Hwy., Swedesboro, NJ 08085 will be appreciated.rnrnrn
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For me Aunt Tressie has always been there, I grew up with her right out back. I spent so many rainy afternoons, sitting on the top step with her playing hang man and word games in the warmth. She taught me songs to help me remember my multiplication table.. I will always remember what 7 times 7 equals. She always made me a huge breakfast on the weekends which is probably why I spent my early teen years as a chubby.. “Monga, Monga” she always told me. I have 35 years of memories of my Aunt and I am grateful for all of them. She was always there and although it breaks my heart that she is gone, I know that she still lives in my memories and one day I will be sitting with her eating that huge breakfast and playing word games again. I love you Aunt Tressie!