Pauline Bisciotti

Pauline Bisciotti (nee Romano), age 88 on April 26, 2015, formerly of Havertown. Deeply cherished wife (of the late Frank Bisciotti), mother, and homemaker extraordinaire. Survived by four loving and devoted children, Angelo Bisciotti (Lorraine), Patricia Ann Mitchell, Paula Rose Malnar (Garry) and Rose Bisciotti Stowell (Paul); also 11 grandchildren and 6 great grandchildren. Predeceased by her siblings Vincent Romano and Michael Romano.

Relatives and friends are invited to her Viewing on Monday, May 4 at 9:30 a.m.; Words of Remembrance (Eulogy) at 10:15 a.m.; Funeral Mass 10:30 a.m., St. Bernadette Church, 1035 Turner Ave., Drexel Hill, PA 19026. Interment at Saints Peter and Paul Cemetery, Broomall, PA.

In lieu of flowers, the family appreciates contributions in her memory to Friends of Fair Acres, 340 N. Middletown Road, Lima, PA 19037 or the Alzeimer’s Assn. 399 Market St., Suite 102, Phila. PA 19106

Words of Remembrance

~ Pauline Bisciotti ~

It has been said that life doesn’t come with a manual, it comes with a mother. For the Bisciotti children, our mother was a manual with hundreds of wisely written chapters that taught us everything from how to make marinara sauce and pasta fagioli, to how to love deeply, selflessly, and unconditionally. She was the centerpiece of our family who encouraged our dreams and calmed our worries, and she made our childhoods feel like a page in the happiest fairytale ever written.

There were so many things to love and admire about our mom:

First, she was truly a “homemaker extraordinaire.” From the tender love she put into sewing our dresses for the first day of school, to the exquisite, elaborate window dressings she designed and stitched, to the immaculate way she kept our home, she taught us to have a tireless work ethic and strive for perfection in even the smallest detail. And it wasn’t just what she did in our home, it was the way she did it – effortlessly and graciously, all for the good of her family. Next, there was the magic she made in the kitchen. Many of you here today have been invited to her table, and you know you were never served a meal, you were served a feast! Her cooking was simply in a league of its own. She would warmly welcome you in her crisp, ruffled apron with her mile-wide smile, and then bring out course after course of delectable Italian delicacies and goodies, all made from scratch. Mom saw love and food as synonymous, and through her kitchen she nourished both our bodies and our souls. Then, there was her tenacity. The word “no” was definitely missing from her vocabulary. With her persistent determination she knew how to get a job done – and done well. She could fearlessly negotiate any major purchase, master-mind any home improvement project, or solve any problem. She was shrewd and street-smart. She was our rock and our strength, and I remember how she would always help me through difficult times by looking me right in the eye and saying, “You’re tough, you’re a Bisciotti.” She was our Commander-in-Chief, a confident chameleon who could transform in an instant from sweet to sassy, from homemaker to CEO which, for us, stood for not Chief Executive Officer but Chief “Everything” But most important, we cherished our mother for teaching us the most vital life lesson a child can learn – how to love. Her heart was overflowing with thoughtfulness, generosity and kindness, and we witnessed this super-sized capacity to give love every day in the relationship between her and my father. Their 64-year marriage was an inspiration, a beautiful example of Christ’s sacrificial love because she always put his needs before hers. And while she would call dad “her breath,” we all knew that she was the one who breathed life and love into him each and every day. She was his “sweetheart,” and theirs was a love story that will never end.

There is a Proverb that says, “A mother who is really a mother is never free.” Finally, mom, you are free to flutter like the butterflies you always loved. While your arms can no longer wrap around us, your hugs will last a lifetime, and your many life lessons will endure. We are simply so grateful that God picked YOU to be our mother. May you soar high above us in Heaven with your beloved Frank, make ravioli and meatballs for the angels, and live in God’s eternal peace forever and ever.

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Visitation Information

Date: Monday, May 4, 2015

Time: 09:30 am

St. Bernadette Church

1035 Turner Ave.

Drexel Hill, PA 19026

Service Information

Date: Monday, May 4, 2015

Time: 10:30 am

St. Bernadette Church

1035 Turner Ave.

Drexel Hill, PA 19026

Cemetery Information

Date: Monday, May 4, 2015

Saints Peter and Paul Cemetery

Springfield, PA 19064