William "Chico" Schuyler, Jr.
Funeral Information
Home:
Stratford, NJ
Date of Death:
January 22, 2012
Place of Birth:
Philadelphia, PA
Birthdate:
October 24, 1948
Age:
63
Funeral Service:
Friday, January 27, 2012 12:00 PM St. Paul Presbyterian Church, Laurel Springs, NJ
Visitation:
Friday, January 27, 2012 11:00AM-12:00PM at St. Paul Presbyterian Church, Laurel Springs, NJ
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Biography
Schuyler,
William A. "Chico"
On January 22, 2012 of Stratford, NJ. Age 63 years. Beloved husband of Carol (nee Connors). Devoted step-dad of Stephanie Ferroni (Bryan), Michael Scheer (Trish), Ryan Scheer (Megan), Shawn McCall, and the late "Bugsy". Dear brother of Carol Dakin (the late Joseph), Cathy Noel (Thomas), and Don Schuyler (Kim) and the late Ron. Proud grandfather of Sydney, Ryan, Max, Michael, Nicholas, Gabrielle and Bryce. Chico was a self employed commercial painter. The family will receive relatives and friends Friday morning 11:00AM at St. Paul's Presbyterian Church 433 Park Ave. Laurel Springs, NJ 08021. Funeral Service 12:00 Noon. Cremation and interment will take place privately. In lieu of flowers contributions may be made to Fox Chase Cancer Center c/o COSTANTINO FUNERAL HOME 231 W. WHITE HORSE PIKE BERLIN, NJ 08009. For information or to email condolences, please visit CostantinoFH.com.
Chico was a 3rd generation self-employed painter who was taught to paint by his father when he was just a teenager. His love for horses began at a young age when he worked as a groom at numerous race tracks across the country. This passion evolved into frequent visits to horse races with friends and family throughout the years. Chico was able to relate to anyone. Oftentimes simple painting jobs developed into lifelong friendships. He loved being a painter...that's who he was. This was a man with a "perfect hand", as one customer put it ... a perfectionist who never let one small detail go undone. Chico loved being near the water and could often be found building sandcastles or "borrowing" boogie boards from unsuspecting children. His love for the water often entailed many trips to the casino in Atlantic City and annual vacations in Myrtle Beach, South Carolina where he would passionately hunt for shark's teeth for hours. Chico enjoyed a good meal as much as he loved to prepare one and never turned a meal down whether at home, at a friend's or at a customer's house. His love for the college football team, the Gators, was fostered by his frequent visits to family and vacations to Florida over the years. Fitting in with his "new family" came naturally as he was able to form bonds with everyone, young and old. It didn't matter if you were 2 or 92, he had the uncanny knack of making you feel as though you were the most important person on earth. Chico never missed a Philadelphia sporting event - an avid Eagles fan and a Phillies season ticket holder. During the playoffs, he would keep his brother on the telephone for hours watching the games together and talking about the plays. His favorite radio station was WIP 610 every morning with Angelo and every evening he never missed PTI (Pardon The Interruption) on ESPN. One of his favorite trips was to the Baseball Hall of Fame in Cooperstown where he came home with several souvenirs and even more memories. When relaxing at home he enjoyed watching TV and grew to be the biggest Survivor fan in the whole family. Never passing up a dinner and a movie, he could often be found pocketing Splenda packets from the Olive Garden on his way to the Ritz Theatre. He loved family get-togethers, parties and when all the kids and grandkids were there. One year he even made a trip to Florida to attend his family reunion. He was never hard to find, all you had to do was just look in the middle of the group and there he was putting a smile on someone's face. Chico loved being a pop-pop and had the pop-pop car to prove it. Many times he would "peel wheels" from the red lights just to make everyone in the car laugh. He never passed up an opportunity to play with the grandkids and was often reprimanded for making a mess or getting out of control right along with all the kids. They loved his card tricks and he could be found putting dress-up clothes on the girls or throwing a football with the boys, it didn't matter to him what he did, as long as he was with his loved ones. Keeping in touch with his siblings was always a top priority and he looked forward to phone calls and sharing stories as distance separated them. He would always tell stories about his nieces and nephews and thought they were the best. One of Chico's greatest loves was Bugsy. There was nothing he wouldn't do for that dog and anyone who knew how much he loved him would find comfort in knowing that they are once again together. To know Chico in any capacity was to love him and every life that he touched was left better than it was found.
In Loving Memory of
William "Chico" Schuyler, Jr.
October 24, 1948
January 22, 2012
"To laugh often and much; to win the respect of intelligent people and the affection of children; to earn the appreciation of honest critics and endure the betrayal of false friends; to appreciate beauty; to find the best in others; to leave the world a bit better whether by a healthy child, a garden patch, or a redeemed social condition; to know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived. This is to have succeeded."
Ralph Waldo Emerson
William A. "Chico"
On January 22, 2012 of Stratford, NJ. Age 63 years. Beloved husband of Carol (nee Connors). Devoted step-dad of Stephanie Ferroni (Bryan), Michael Scheer (Trish), Ryan Scheer (Megan), Shawn McCall, and the late "Bugsy". Dear brother of Carol Dakin (the late Joseph), Cathy Noel (Thomas), and Don Schuyler (Kim) and the late Ron. Proud grandfather of Sydney, Ryan, Max, Michael, Nicholas, Gabrielle and Bryce. Chico was a self employed commercial painter. The family will receive relatives and friends Friday morning 11:00AM at St. Paul's Presbyterian Church 433 Park Ave. Laurel Springs, NJ 08021. Funeral Service 12:00 Noon. Cremation and interment will take place privately. In lieu of flowers contributions may be made to Fox Chase Cancer Center c/o COSTANTINO FUNERAL HOME 231 W. WHITE HORSE PIKE BERLIN, NJ 08009. For information or to email condolences, please visit CostantinoFH.com.
Chico was a 3rd generation self-employed painter who was taught to paint by his father when he was just a teenager. His love for horses began at a young age when he worked as a groom at numerous race tracks across the country. This passion evolved into frequent visits to horse races with friends and family throughout the years. Chico was able to relate to anyone. Oftentimes simple painting jobs developed into lifelong friendships. He loved being a painter...that's who he was. This was a man with a "perfect hand", as one customer put it ... a perfectionist who never let one small detail go undone. Chico loved being near the water and could often be found building sandcastles or "borrowing" boogie boards from unsuspecting children. His love for the water often entailed many trips to the casino in Atlantic City and annual vacations in Myrtle Beach, South Carolina where he would passionately hunt for shark's teeth for hours. Chico enjoyed a good meal as much as he loved to prepare one and never turned a meal down whether at home, at a friend's or at a customer's house. His love for the college football team, the Gators, was fostered by his frequent visits to family and vacations to Florida over the years. Fitting in with his "new family" came naturally as he was able to form bonds with everyone, young and old. It didn't matter if you were 2 or 92, he had the uncanny knack of making you feel as though you were the most important person on earth. Chico never missed a Philadelphia sporting event - an avid Eagles fan and a Phillies season ticket holder. During the playoffs, he would keep his brother on the telephone for hours watching the games together and talking about the plays. His favorite radio station was WIP 610 every morning with Angelo and every evening he never missed PTI (Pardon The Interruption) on ESPN. One of his favorite trips was to the Baseball Hall of Fame in Cooperstown where he came home with several souvenirs and even more memories. When relaxing at home he enjoyed watching TV and grew to be the biggest Survivor fan in the whole family. Never passing up a dinner and a movie, he could often be found pocketing Splenda packets from the Olive Garden on his way to the Ritz Theatre. He loved family get-togethers, parties and when all the kids and grandkids were there. One year he even made a trip to Florida to attend his family reunion. He was never hard to find, all you had to do was just look in the middle of the group and there he was putting a smile on someone's face. Chico loved being a pop-pop and had the pop-pop car to prove it. Many times he would "peel wheels" from the red lights just to make everyone in the car laugh. He never passed up an opportunity to play with the grandkids and was often reprimanded for making a mess or getting out of control right along with all the kids. They loved his card tricks and he could be found putting dress-up clothes on the girls or throwing a football with the boys, it didn't matter to him what he did, as long as he was with his loved ones. Keeping in touch with his siblings was always a top priority and he looked forward to phone calls and sharing stories as distance separated them. He would always tell stories about his nieces and nephews and thought they were the best. One of Chico's greatest loves was Bugsy. There was nothing he wouldn't do for that dog and anyone who knew how much he loved him would find comfort in knowing that they are once again together. To know Chico in any capacity was to love him and every life that he touched was left better than it was found.
In Loving Memory of
William "Chico" Schuyler, Jr.
October 24, 1948
January 22, 2012
"To laugh often and much; to win the respect of intelligent people and the affection of children; to earn the appreciation of honest critics and endure the betrayal of false friends; to appreciate beauty; to find the best in others; to leave the world a bit better whether by a healthy child, a garden patch, or a redeemed social condition; to know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived. This is to have succeeded."
Ralph Waldo Emerson
