- Welcome to Daley Life Celebration Studio, where we Celebrate the Color of Life.
Karen Centonzo
Her ever-present smile could light up a room. Things may have been going great or they could have been going really bad, but you’d never know from her demeanor. Karen was caregiver for her family and friends; she took care of their needs way before her own. If her T.V was on she’d be checking out some old shows (Family Affair, I Love Lucy). And she was a Nascar fan (Dave Blaney, Ryan Blaney and Kenney Schrader.) She cheered for the Philly teams with one exception; she had a soft spot for Peyton Manning. She was a 1981 graduate of Kingsway and worked for CVS as a pharmacy tech. She is survived by her husband, John Centonzo; her son, Kevin Borrelli; her father, William Barber; her sister Dawn Salus (Gary); 3 nieces, one nephew and one great niece. Come celebrate 59 great years Tuesday 5-7 p.m. and Wednesday 10-11 a.m. at Daley Life Celebration Studio, Swedesboro where there will be an 11 a.m. service. Interment Lake Park Cemetery, Woolwich. In lieu of flowers donations to American Cancer Society (Cancer.org) will be appreciated.
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Karen really was one of the sweetest people I’ve ever known. I’ll never be able to express my gratitude for her loving spirit always pushing me with positivity back towards her sister now my wife of 12 years… thank you Karen for your love , you’ll be missed horribly down here Til we meet ag… Love ya sis ❤️
My deepest sympathy to John, Mr. Barber, Dawn and the family. I’m going to miss Karens contagious laugh and her wonderful personality. Rest easy, Karen!
Sorry to hear, our condolences to the family, great neighbor. Always smiling, laughing and pleasant.
To Karen’s family,
Please accept my heartfelt condolences on your loss of such a sweet person. Karen was always so cheerful and that giggle…..could not hear it and not smile! I am keeping your family in my thoughts and I am praying for your peace and comfort. In time, I hope that when you remember Karen, it will be with a smile on your face and not a tear in your eye.
Sincerely,
Joan Halter