Peter was more than an uncle to me, he was like a brother and friend. Was telling my kids that growing up we always felt so fortunate (& cool) to have had such young uncles so close to us in age. Who could not think of Peter without recalling his gigantic warm smile that lit you up when he greeted you! He was like a vibrant ray of sunshine when he would answer that front door to welcome you in at Southie and always so happy to see you. He was always so funny telling such great stories and had that infectious unique laugh of his that will always comes to mind for me. He loved family and loved spending time together and kids were his absolute pride and joy and would beam whenever he spoke of them. They were his proudest accomplishment and he so enjoyed being Dad. My entire memories of Southie & Peter were nothing but laughs, love, care & kindness! I remember him calling me one time when my kids were sick & I was sick and stressed and cldnt seem to get beyond it as I was emotionally drained - he empathetically felt what I was dealing with and somehow brought me to a place of uncontrollable laughter by the end of our call...that was Peter. I remember too always having the feeling that my uncles (and Aunts) were always there for us no matter what. I can remember a time with Peter driving to our house in Medford with my Uncle Joey in the middle of the afternoon and in a moments notice! I was 10 yrs old and thought someone was trying to get in the house and I was alone...Joey and Peter flew up 93 getting there in 5 min. to rescue me and scanned the house like swat team in and outside within seconds....it went from an episode of Cops to what turned out to be the mailman who had knocked, left a pkg and left abruptly and me calling Southie in a panic but knowing I could find help there!  Moral of the story - never leave a 10yr old with a vivid imagination alone! HAHA My own kids have such loving fond memories of their Uncle Peter - he always played games w them in Southie and took such a caring interest in their curiosities. In the later yrs when we wld often visit Nana on a Saturday or Sunday and no kids would be around for them - Peter always tried to create some fun memories of Southie for them like the ones we had as kids that we all shared growing up with such a ginormous Italian family together at 561 - he would play ball with them in the yard, marbles on the grate...and take them for walks to castle island and collect rocks and seashells on the beach. Their best memory was the time he brought an old dollhouse up from Nana's basement to play with...they lit up like christmas trees!! I lit up like a tree as well, as he was often giving me a nice reprieve...and that was also part of his caring intention as well♥️. So very grateful for all that Peter did - he was the biggest part of my kids fondest memories of Southie and I'll always be forever grateful for that as they hold those memories dear. He was such a big part of their experience growing up - having the joy of Nana's table, the laughter, the meatballs and pasta at our every visit, the endless love, caring, cooking, and curiosity for all their interests. Peter's contribution was huge and more than he probably ever knew in terms of his unwavering care, love, laughs - family & that's how I'll always remember him! We will Miss you every day Peter and you will always remain in my hearts and minds, and until we meet in our next chapter ...we will look for all the signs that you are around us as love never dies ♥️ Your Loving Niece, Christine XO

I'm am so sorry to hear about Peter, he was so wonderful, prayers 💙💙💙

Uncle Peter was always the one creating the best times for Megan and I every Sunday when we would go to Nana Dimaggio's. We would play marbles on top of sewer caps on the sidewalk, walk down to the beach and skip rocks, play all types of games, or force him to bring the big dollhouse upstairs for us to play with... and he always did it with a smile on his face. He always went out of his way every time we came to visit to make sure that we were always smiling and enjoying our time in Southie. I will never forget those memories and will hold onto them forever. Love you Uncle Peter.

Beloved brother Peter, I know you're in a much better place, where there is no pain. Your struggles are over. May your beautiful soul finally Rest In Peace. You may be physically separated from me and our family, but your Spirit will live within me forever! I love you little brother, Toni