Anne V. Venditto died at Connecticut Hospice in Branford on Friday, June 9, 2006, having suffered a massive stroke on June 6. Born in Ansonia on November 25, 1913, to Thomas L. and Anna Glynn Valance, Anne moved to New Haven in 1939 upon her marriage to her late husband, Anthony Venditto. She had been an active parishioner of St. Peter Parish in New Haven for thirty years before moving to West Haven in 1969. Until her retirement in 1985, Mrs. Venditto was employed by the New Haven Health Department as an audiologist for the city's public and parochial school children. Mrs. Venditto was an active member of the Third Order of St. Dominic, St. Mary's Chapter, and was, for many years, an active member of the New Haven Council of Catholic Women. In addition, she was a member of the West Haven Garden Club and the West Haven Women's Club. Of greatest importance to her during her life were her religious faith and her family. She is survived by her daughters, Joan E. Venditto, with whom she resided, of West Haven and Lois V. Simpson, and by her son-in-law Martin L. Simpson and her granddaughter, Lesley A. Simpson, all of New Orleans, and by nephews, Nikos, James, Daniel, John and Stephen Valance, and a niece, Pamela Gooch. In addition to her husband, she was predeceased by a brother, Thomas J. Valance, and sisters Elizabeth Toohey, Josephine Sokolowski, Helen McCabe and Mary Valance. Funeral leaving BEECHER & BENNETT-TAYLOR Funeral Home, 410 Campbell Ave. at Court St., West Haven on Friday, June 16, 2006 at 9:15 AM. Mass of Christian Burial will be celebrated at St. Lawrence Church, West Haven at 10 AM. Family and friends may call at the funeral home on Thursday from 4-8 PM. Interment in All Saints Cemetery, North Haven. Memorial Contributions may be made in Anne's memory to CT Hospice, 100 Double Beach Rd., Branford, CT 06405.

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  1. Dear Joan, Please accept my heartfelt condolence on the death of your dear mother. I know that her deep faith and love were powerful, because they were transmitted from her through you to me and my family earlier this year when we lost our son. We will pray for her entry into God’s presence, and also for His comfort to you and your family. Sincerely, Robert Bourgeois

  2. Dear Joan, so sorry for your loss. Sandy and I are keeping you and your family in our prayers. You must have always made your Mother very proud. There is no finer tribute!

  3. indeed anne was my godmother and she was always a special person. she’d come to st peter’s to administer hearing tests. she had a wonderful husband tone and her girls, joan and lois, were ahead of me in st peter’s. she did attend parish functions, most memorable to me were the .spaghetti suppers. in the church hall, where everyone worked so diligently. her smile, kindness, generosity and sense of humor make me smile as i recount so many good family times. she was a joy to know.

  4. indeed anne was my godmother and she was always a special person. she’d come to st peter’s to administer hearing tests. she had a wonderful husband tone and her girls, joan and lois, were ahead of me in st peter’s. she did attend parish functions, most memorable to me were the .spaghetti suppers. in the church hall, where everyone worked so diligently. her smile, kindness, generosity and sense of humor make me smile as i recount SO MANY good family gatherings. i trust anne is at peace and can now enjoy her heavenly reward. she was quite a lady.

  5. I’ve always considered it to be a privilege to be related to Anne and her family. I’ve known her all my life; and, with her passing, life will never be the same. Anne’s voice was so unique. I doubt if it was ever confused with anyone else’s! Her sense of humor was hilarious! Even in her last days in the nursing home, it did not fail her: I asked if she wanted me to call the nurse for some item. She replied: .Why wake them up!. So quick was her wit — life will never be the same. She was there at the Silver Teas at St. Peter’s. She was the hostess of the backyard barbecues on Lamberton Street. She was my sister’s Godmother. She was there at all the events: the showers, the weddings, the birthdays, the anniversaries. We’ll keep a chair for her; but, surely, life will never be the same….

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