Nicholas Deuel Ferraro

Nick was a Vietnam Veteran in the U.S. Marine Corps and served three years on the Silent Drill Team stationed at Marine Barracks "8th & I” in Washington, DC. He worked as a waterman for several years and retired after 30 years as a self-employed carpet installer.

Nick is preceded in death by his mother, Jacqueline C. Ferraro.

Left to cherish his memories are his wife of 25 years, Trish Causa Ferraro, two sons, Chris and Mark Moore, three grandchildren, Jordan, Marshall, and Riley Moore, a special daughter, Michelle Sowden, all of Hampton, VA, sister, Santa Ferraro Benoit and husband Tom, of Minneapolis, MN, two brothers, Nicholas and Joseph Ferraro, father, Nicholas F. Ferraro, all of Elizabeth City, NC, a host of sisters- and brothers-in-law, nieces and nephews, and many wonderful friends. Nick was a very special person who extended his charming character and love to all he met. He will be greatly missed by all the lives he touched.

The family will receive friends on Monday, May 10, from 6 to 7 PM, at Parklawn-Wood Funeral Home, 2551 N. Armistead Avenue, Hampton, VA 23666. A celebration of Nick’s life will follow at 7 PM.

FIGHTER

Life isn’t eternal; it has to come to an end

But it’s not fair; it happens to the best of men

Cancer was the thief; my Pop was the victim

It stole his life; but we shall never forget him

The love that he showed; the joy that he brang

He even smiled and laughed; throughout all his pain

You see Pop was a strong man; he never wanted us to see his pain

But it’s so hard not to show it; secretly my tears fall like rain

I don’t know what this world will do without a man like Pop

Will clocks stop ticking; will earth’s rotation stop

These things I don’t know; not now and never may

But before I go there’s one last thing I need to say

Rest in Peace to this wonderful Pop, husband, dad, and friend

And just remember one thing my Pop was a fighter;

From the beginning to the very end.

-Jordan Moore, 2010

The First Time Ever I Saw Your Face

- Roberta Flack

The first time, ever I saw your face

I thought the sun rose in your eyes

And the moon and the stars

Were the gifts you gave

To the dark, and the endless skies

My Love

And the first time, ever I kissed your mouth

I felt the earth move in my hands

Like the trembling heart

Of a captive bird

That was there, at my command

My Love.

And the first time, ever I lay with you

I felt your heart so close to mine

And I knew our joy

Would fill the earth

And last, til the end of time

My Love.

The first time, ever I saw

Your face

Your face

Your fa-ace

Your face.

Three Little Birds

- Bob Marley

"Don't worry about a thing,

'Cause every little thing gonna be all right.

Singin': "Don't worry about a thing,

'Cause every little thing gonna be all right!"

Rise up this mornin',

Smiled with the risin' sun,

Three little birds

Pitch by my doorstep

Singin' sweet songs

Of melodies pure and true,

Sayin', ("This is my message to you-ou-ou:")

Singin': "Don't worry 'bout a thing,

'Cause every little thing gonna be all right."

Singin': "Don't worry (don't worry) 'bout a thing,

'Cause every little thing gonna be all right!"

Rise up this mornin',

Smiled with the risin' sun,

Three little birds

Pitch by my doorstep

Singin' sweet songs

Of melodies pure and true,

Sayin', "This is my message to you-ou-ou:"

Singin': "Don't worry about a thing, worry about a thing, oh!

Every little thing gonna be all right. Don't worry!"

Singin': "Don't worry about a thing" - I won't worry!

"'Cause every little thing gonna be all right."

Singin': "Don't worry about a thing,

'Cause every little thing gonna be all right" - I won't worry!

Singin': "Don't worry about a thing,

'Cause every little thing gonna be all right."

Singin': "Don't worry about a thing, oh no!

'Cause every little thing gonna be all right!

Swing low

- UB40

Swing low, sweet chariot

Coming for to carry me home

Swing low, sweet chariot

Coming for to carry me home x 2

I looked over Jordan, what did I see

Coming for to carry me home

A band of angels coming after me

Coming for to carry me home

Swing low, sweet chariot

Coming for to carry me home

Swing low, sweet chariot

Coming for to carry me home

If you get there before i do

Coming for to carry me home

Tell all my friends I'm coming too

Coming for to carry me home

Swing low, sweet chariot

Coming for to carry me home

Swing low, sweet chariot

Coming for to carry me home