Irene Corbellini, a resident of Clifton, New Jersey and formerly of the Bronx, died on December 11, 2020. She was 97.
Mrs. Corbellini was born on February 15, 1923 in New York City to the late Edwin and Rose (Strauss) Koehler. On December 21, 1942 she married Peter J. Corbellini in New York City. He died on September 16, 1983. For many years before her retirement she worked for Mutual of New York.
She is survived by her children, Paul Corbellini and his wife Mildred, Gail Pisani and her husband Arthur, and Robert Corbellini and his wife Barbara Miller; her grandchildren, Justin Pisani and his wife Michelle, Damon Pisani, and Joia Pisani; and her nieces and nephews, Diana Leone and her late husband Nicholas, Rosemarie Buonconsiglia and her late husband Angelo, Michael Coppola and his wife Pat, Christine Koehler, the late Michael Koehler and his wife Annette, Larry Koehler and his wife Irene, the late Frank Koehler, Paula Moscone and her husband Robert, Pamela Tompkins and her late husband Gilbert, and Virginia Cappello and her husband Michael.
Visiting will be Monday from 10:30am to 1:30pm, with a service at 1pm, at Joseph A. Lucchese Funeral Home, 726 Morris Park Avenue, Bronx.
Interment will follow at Woodlawn Cemetery, East 233rd Street and Webster Avenue, Bronx.
My deepest sympathy to the Corbellini family. Irene lived a long, wonderful life, raised beautiful children , and is now resting peacefully . You can take comfort in the fact that you provided the best level of care to her in her final years. Even when she did not know who you were you faithfully visited her and brought her companionship and goodies. She is smiling down at you now and will watch over you forever!
Condolences to the corbellini family wonderful caring family Irene is resting and smiling down on her wonderful children and grand children she had such a beautiful simile such a beautiful heart I miss you Irene ❤️
To the Family of Irene Corbellini, we were so sorry to hear of your loss, please know that you are in our thoughts and prayers. At this sad time hold on to the wonderful memories that you had with her, losing a loved one is never easy but know that she is with you in spirit and in your hearts. Linda & Charles Byrnes
During my high school years it was Irene who was like a second mother to me. And later, it was Irene who took me to get a prom dress and eventually my wedding dress. Her dry humor and edgy sarcasm was always at the forefront. But her big heart and love for her family shown through. I have many find memories of her and her husband Peter. He would take Irene, Gail and I for Sunday drives to the Catskills where we would soak in the greenery and watch the Hudson flow north to cleaner hills. I am content to know they are together now.
My sincerest condolences are to Gail ( her ever-caring daughter) and all Irene’s family.
May she Rest In Peace.
If I had to choose one defining characteristic about my grandmother Irene, it would be strength. She was the strongest woman I’ve ever known. But there was so much more to her than that. She was always outspoken and tough, yet just as loving. My grandmother had a very large part in raising me, as I was blessed enough to share a home with her for a good portion of my youth. I have fond memories of her always being right there if I was sick. Making me food, or going out and getting a coloring book to cheer me up. I remember spending Saturday nights with her watching the golden girls, and us enjoying each other’s company. On our many many outings together, she would play her Julio Iglesias cassettes, and we would both sing. There was never a time when my grandmother wasn’t happy to have me up for a visit to her to room. Our roles would later be reversed as I would have a small hand in being there for her when her health started declining. Through that time period, I witnessed what the true meaning of family and love was by watching my mother Gail become an unwavering care giver to her for many years. Undoubtedly this is a trait she inherited from her mother Irene. Through her last years, my grandmothers strength and determination was evident to everyone that surrounded her. Even in the last few years of her life, as her mental health declined, when I went to visit her, I would be greeted with the same smile I remembered from when I was a child. I am forever grateful to have had such a wonderful role model be a part of shaping the person I am today.
My deepest sympathy.