Lidia Rose Fata, a longtime resident of the Bronx, passed away on February 5, 2025, at the age of 96.
Lidia was born on June 18, 1928, in Carolei, Cosenza, Italy to the late Ernesto and Carolina (Orrico) Zicarelli. She was a devoted wife, mother, and grandmother known for her deep love of God and her family.
Lidia is survived by her children, Grace (Giuseppe) Ierna, Caroline (James) Cooke and Anthony (Angela) Fata; her 9 grandchildren, Joseph, Salvatore, James, Alessandra, John, Krystina, Sabrina, Brittany, and Rebecca; and 12 great-grandchildren (with one on the way). She was predeceased by her brother, Franco Zicarelli, and the love of her life, John Fata, with whom she is now finally reunited with.
Visiting will be Friday from 4-8pm at John Dormi & Sons Funeral Home, 1121 Morris Park Avenue, Bronx. Mass of Christian Burial will be Saturday at 10am at St. Clare’s Church, 1918 Paulding Avenue, Bronx. Entombment will follow at Ferncliff Cemetery, 280 Secor Road, Hartsdale.
Condolences to her beautiful family may you all find peace knowing she is happy with her Husband and she is at peace no more suffering. Remember life is changed not ended u will all have 2 angels watching over you all .RIP my friend lydia.you will always be in our heart and prayers. Love Theresa and Bill
My sincere condolences to her family and may you all be comforted with your precious memories of such a beautiful woman. She was a wonderful lady whom I had the pleasure of knowing and I will always remember her smile and her love for her family. May she Rest in Eternal Peace and soar with the Angels.
Deepest Sympathies,
Pat Del Bianco
Dear Aunt Lidia,
thank you for the woman you have been, for what you always represented first to Dad, who always loved and adored you,
and then to us grandchildren.
I vividly remember the esteem and love Dad had for you and his joy every time he left for New York to embrace you again.
Unfortunately, I also vividly remember his cry of pain and sadness when we received the sad news of Uncle Giovanni’s passing, your beloved Gianni,
with whom you created a beautiful family from which, until the very end, you received all the love possible and imaginable,
from your wonderful son and daughters and adored grandchildren.
Thank you for what you did for my brother first, and especially for me when I came to New York, i felt home.
I’m truly sorry for not always behaving well with you when I was there in New York, but those are mistakes that you understand only as you grow.
But I’ve always understood and felt the generous, determined, tireless, and sunny woman you were, with all your charm, and I will carry
that in my heart forever.
One day, i’m sure that we will meet again, all together with Uncle Giovanni, Mom, and Dad, and I will have the chance to embrace you once again and maybe
even taste that wonderful turkey that only you knew how to cook that way.
I deeply regret not having introduced you to Arianna Karol and Rosanna. The many events, some negative, made that trip impossible to me,
a trip I so much wanted to see you again.
But they know who you are and what you have represented and still represent for all of us because your love, your teachings and your example will live forever.
I love you.
Wherever you are, I send you a kiss and a big hug