A celebration of his life
Joe
Mangino.
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Remembering Pop through the photographs and words of the people who knew him.
Open the family album
Goodbye, Joe
Our beloved Joe passed away August 1st 2010, surrounded by three generations of loving family members. We have been very lucky to have this opportunity to spend these past weeks and days with him, to care for him and show him our appreciation. And even luckier to have shared our lives with his. May he rest in peace.
The things we remember
The fishing trips.
The old truck.
The time he gave.
In the memories shared by family and friends, Joe is remembered for fishing, summers in Wildwood, and always having time for the people around him.
This album brings together a few of those moments, alongside the words left by those who loved him.
A few parts of his story
A New Jersey life
- Woodlynne, 1927
- Joseph Mangino was born in Woodlynne, New Jersey, on April 25, 1927.
- A working life
- Joe worked for the International Brotherhood of Boilermakers, Lodge 13.
- Time on the water
- Fishing runs through the memories left by family and friends, from summers in Wildwood to the fresh flounder he shared.
His family
His parents
His brothers and sisters
- Ralph Mangino
- Mary ManginoBorn March 1908
- George Mangino
- Unnamed childBorn 1912
- John Mangino
- Angela Anna “Angie” Mangino
- Katherine Catherine Mangino
- Frank Mangino
- Florence “Flossie” Mangino
His wife and children
From the family collection
A life in photographs
Little moments, kept close.
Select a photograph to see it in full.
A selection from the original family collection. The photographs were shared without dates or captions.
In their own words
Remembering Pop
Memories shared on the original site,
preserved here in the writers’ own words.
“He was older than I was, but always had time for the kids in the neighborhood.”
“I remember spending endless summers in my youth hanging with Joe and Tony on weekends riding motorcycles, fishing, cooking crabs, or just having fun in that old truck.”
“The fishing pier in North Wildwood, the fresh flounder, the playground in Wildwood, the drives in his truck !”
“I have lots of memories of a happy-go-lucky guy who always made the day a great one. Rides in the car were an adventure.”
A fishing trip to remember
“One time when we went out to the dock to go fishing on the boat . Well we went under the bridge and on the way back it was Hi tide, I was so afraid we couldn’t get back to the other side of the bridge. Joe told us to lay down and push of the top of the bridge to get by. I was so afraid but Joe assured me it would be alright and it was 🙂”