Carlo was born on November 28, 1936 to parents Renato and Ida Marino in Popoli, Italy.
He is preceded in death by his father Renato, his mother Ida, and his brother Bruno. He is survived by his siblings, Sandro Marino and Paula Fairchild.
Carlo is also survived by his wife Jean, his three children Renato, Carlo Jr. and wife Mary, and Dino, his eight grandchildren Gina, Brandon, Austin, Michael, Daniel, Valentino, Zoma, Gemma, and great granddaughter, Mylah.
He was an amazing tailor, photographer, musician, and builder. In his past time, he enjoyed designing and altering clothing, especially for his family and friends, and could often be found tinkering in his creative workshop with his many gadgets.
Those of you who were fortunate enough to know Carlo, knew of his passion for life, especially for food and family. He was the most loving husband, father, grandfather, great grandfather, and brother who is dearly missed by all.
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The first of many visits with Jean and Carlo was so special. They took Kayo and I to Disney Land for the entire day. We had the best time. This was back in 1974. All the other visits were so special also.
My thoughts and prayers will be the entire family on this special day.
God’s Garden
“God looked around his garden and found an empty place
He then looked down upon the Earth and saw Carlo’s tired face
He put his arms around you and lifted you to rest
With the help of his angels, they flew you to your heavenly place
God’s garden must be beautiful, He always takes the best
He knew you were suffering, he knew you were in pain
He knew you would never get well on Earth again
He saw the road was getting rough and the hills too hard to climb
He closed your weary eyelids and whispered “Peace be Thine”
It broke my heart to lose you but you didn’t go alone
For part of me went with you the day God called you home!”
I chose this poem to express my heartbreak for losing my loving, kind, amazingly talented older brother Carlo. I think of him daily and cherish the memories, stories, and love we shared all our lives. I know that when my time comes to fill an empty space in God’s Garden, I will see my brother again! Carlo, I love you!
Where do I begin with Uncle Carlos.. Every time I would come over to the house he would have that sweet loud booming Italian accent, always greets us with a warm kiss on the cheek, Asking how’s life going whats new and to never shy away from asking me the straight questions :)!always have a shot of crown royal ready for the family. He was honest and kind. You could always tell he was all about family to the core. You will forever be missed and embedded in my memories Uncle Carlos.. May his gentle soul find eternal peace. I love you from the bottom of my heart.
Sincerely,
DiTommaso, Ryan
When someone you love has died, he will bestow his light on you from wherever he is. This is his legacy. In the midst of your loss, this is his gift. Wait for it; look for it. Expect it and surely you will receive it.
Uncle Carlo, you were so loved and will forever be in my heart. Your acceptance of others, your love and humor will forever be missed. RIP Uncle Carlo in the perpetual light of God in Heaven. ~Cathy~
I was honored to be in Aunt Jean and Uncle Carlo’s wedding many years ago. My uncle stole my heart way back then. I have respected him and enjoyed growing up with him over the years. My parents loved him. He was a favorite uncle of all 3 of my sons and their families. His passion and excitement for life always left a smile on my face. His talents in music and creativity always put a step in my dance. And I could go on and on. But the love he had for my aunt and his family was what I admired most of all. He will always be in my heart. Uncle Carlo thank you for the smiles and music you left us. Thank you for the passion and love of life you showed us. May you look at the face of God forever.
I will remember his great attitude toward life. He was always a joy to be around. Even when we were dumb kids doing dumb shit, it seemed as though he just got a kick out of it. It was like he appreciated the moment we were at in our lives. His attention to detail was complimented with an even keeled temperament. He knew how to do it better, and was happy to show us how. I never saw him angry, except that time they screwed up the pizza delivery. I can still hear him yelling “Jesus Christ!”
He was one in a million and it was great honor and pleasure to know him. We will miss you Carlo. RIP brother.
There are few people in life who I look up to more than my Nonno, Carlo. He was incredibly funny and caring, and devoted to his passions and family more than anything. My memories with him are some of the earliest and happiest I have. Whether it was mowing the lawn with him, singing and dancing together, sitting on his lap and holding his pin cushion while he was sewing (and, of course, eating lots and lots of pasta), I will treasure these moments for the rest of my life. As I grew up and eventually went on to attend college, Nonno was always a never-ending fountain of support — there was never a time when he wasn’t cheering me on with a massive grin on his face! I’ve learned many of my best qualities from his example, and for that, I am forever grateful. Thank you for teaching me to never stop fighting for the best in life, and rest easy, Nonno! I can’t wait to talk to you in Italian again someday over a big ol’ pot of rigatoni. 💚 Ti amo moltissimo!
Ci sono poche persone nella mia vita che ammiro di più di mio Nonno, Carlo. Era incredibilmente divertente e premuroso, e si dedicava alle sue passioni e alla famiglia più di ogni altra cosa. I miei ricordi con lui sono tra i più antichi e felici che ho. Che si trattasse di tagliare l’erba con lui, di cantare e ballare insieme, di sedersi sulle sue ginocchia e tenere il suo puntaspilli mentre cuciva (e, naturalmente, di mangiare tanta, tanta pasta), farò tesoro di questi momenti per il resto della mia vita. Mentre crescevo e alla fine frequentavo l’università, Nonno è sempre stato una fonte inesauribile di sostegno: non c’era mai un momento in cui non facesse il tifo per me con un enorme sorriso sul volto! Ho imparato molte delle mie migliori qualità dal suo esempio e per questo gli sarò sempre grata. Grazie per avermi insegnato a non smettere mai di lottare per il meglio nella vita, e riposa tranquillo, Nonno! Non vedo l’ora di poterti parlare di nuovo in italiano un giorno davanti a un bel piatto di rigatoni. 💚 Ti amo moltissimo!
I have many great memories of this wonderful man. One I can think of now is the day that I came home from a long day at work. The power had been out in the entire area, and it was dark along with that kind of quiet that comes when all the electricity isn’t running in anything around the house. After about a minute or two, I could hear a powerful singing voice along with acoustic guitar. It sounded beautiful and was coming from outside. I went out into the backyard, and he was sitting there in the dark, looking at the stars, enjoying the break from his daily grind and “the nice breeze” while playing and singing. I really hadn’t known how well he could sing until that night. He just looked at me and smiled but kept singing and beckoned me to sit down and listen. We stayed out there for a long while just staying mellow. I will always remember him as having that peaceful effect on me. We could be painting a room, moving furniture, cleaning the kitchen (him whistling the whole while), you name it, and he would just let me be me. He taught me many things and I will love him always.
Uncle Carlo treated me like a son & I always looked up to him as a father. His words of inspiration and advice throughout my life will always stay with me. The time I lived with Uncle Carlo in Reno and the memories I have from driving around taking postcard pictures, I will cherish forever. He will always be in my heart. Rick
Uncle Carlo, from day one you treated me like one of the family and I will miss dancing with you like we did at the Golden Nugget. Someday in heaven we will dance again. You meant so much to me and I miss you and love you! Betty
Carlo was more of a brother than a brother-in-law. I am extremely thankful he married my sister. they made a fantastic couple. Carlo was a very talented man playing music, singing, doing photography, tailoring, carpentry work, and many other careers that I may have not known, He was quite a man but he loved his family above all. He always made me feel good just being around him. To all his family, I can’t make your pain go away, but I want you to know that I’m always here for you. Part of my heart will always be with you, my brother-in-law and may God grant you the peace you truly deserve. you will always be remembered.
We were so blessed to have Uncle Carlo in our lives. We have so many fond memories of Uncle Carlo. His smile, his genuine love for his family, and how he made us feel special and welcome every time we met. There were so many times he made us laugh. He brought everyone so much joy. There will never be another one like you, Uncle Carlo. Rest in peace, our dear Uncle, you are in our hearts forever.
With just his presence alone, Uncle Carlo could fill a room with joy. I love and miss him dearly. I will cherish the memories with him that were always full of love, laughter and pasta. He was truly one of a kind. May he rest in peace.
Love,
Brittney DiTommaso
One of Chris and my favorite memories of Uncle Carlo was when we were in town having lunch with him ,Aunt Jeannie, & my sister Paula. Uncle Carlo asked if we wanted ice cream, but it was to hard to scoop so he put it in the microwave to long, so in what Chris calls his cute accent, he said “Who wants a milkshake,” & proceeded to pour it in a glass. That makes us laugh till this day and is one of many priceless memories we have of Uncle Carlo. He will always be in our thoughts and in our hearts. 🙏🏻🙏🏻❤️🍷
I’m honored and so happy to have known Carlo. His energy and loud personality would fill-up the room, and always have me smiling; even if he didn’t mean to say something funny. He was incredibly talented, detailed oriented, thoughtful and thorough in every aspect – sewing, building, painting, music, photography … and even the stack of napkins on the kitchen table! I will not forget his amazing tailoring skills and how fast and effortless he made sewing look, a true professional! I’ll remember Carlo as passionate, full of life, with a youthful heart… A true fighter! Gone too soon, Carlo Marino Sr will be missed 🙏🏻💗
I had the pleasure of meeting Carlo twice in the past year. His big personality and stories were larger than life! He had a passion and joy for life that was contagious! In March I cooked Italian food for Carlo and Jean. I was told ahead of time that Carlo might not like my food because he liked his pasta and sauce a certain way. I held my breath when he tasted the pizza and pasta and was thrilled when he whole-heartedly ate it and enjoyed it. His seal of approval was huge! Carlo, May you rest in peace knowing that you are loved and missed.
I have known Carlo since I was born! Being the baby with three older brothers, I had the pleasure of having them feed me, teach me to walk, talk and play. To select one memory from a lifetime of memories would be impossible. The only thing I can say: “Carlo, I miss you more than words can say. I miss our times together. Your smile every time you picked me up at the Las Vegas airport, used to light my day. And I cannot ever thank you for all the things you did for me over the years, like fix things in my house, alter my clothes and driving me around if and when I needed. You never refused any task I asked of you. How can I ever repay you for your thoughtfulness, unconditional love, care, and joy you gave me all my life.” I love you now and forever. Until we meet again! Your little sister, Paula
Carlo’s painful body is gone but Not Carlo. I see my brother every moment as he was, laughing, bitching, singing, watering the yard, eating soup, almost daily,,,,, at least when I came to Vegas. I especially cherish the times we had when we were young. I refuse to believe that he is gone. My memories will keep him with me.
Sandro
To a very special uncle who will be missed. From his niece, Esther Thomas and her three children, Mark, Thomas and Brieana
One of my favorite memories of Carlo was greeting me with the song “Love is going to live here again” while playing in the band with my husband Matthew Pacillo, Dusty Thomas and Danny Bowman . They are now together playing til we meet again. I will remain a steadfast friend to Jeanie while we navigate the world without them. All my love Dianna Pacillo