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RIP Paul Giallonardo
It is with heavy hearts that we have received the news of the passing of Paul Giallonardo, a distinguished USPL alumnus.
Losing someone so young and with such potential is a great loss. Our thoughts and prayers go out to his family and friends during this challenging time. We hope that they may find solace in the cherished memories and legacy that Paul has left behind. May he rest in eternal peace.
Paul John Giallonardo- aka- Paulie G, aka- Senor Smoke, aka- Handsome Boy but above all what Paul should, and will best be known as…our friend.
Paulie and I have known each other since we were 6 years old growing up in Unionville just a few streets apart. Paul and I played hockey in the winter and baseball in the summer. If we weren’t on the ice or on the diamond, we were playing Mini sticks in the basement at 140 Aitken Circle or 39 Ferndall with a bunch of the other boys. Paulie was the epitome of a gentle giant, but don’t fool yourself - when someone had issues with his friends, he was always the one guy to have your back. That’s what was so great about Paul; he was always there for his friends. As we grew older, softball and beers in the parking lot or beer tent was one of his favourite things, just being together with everyone. Driving up north to softball tournaments, which felt like happened every weekend, were epic adventures. I remember asking Paulie once Sunday during a tournament in Dorchester if we may have been over served the night before, and Paul responding by passing me a Coors Light at 9am….
Derek: Paul, I can’t, I need to be sober for this Sunday’s Championship run!
Paul: Q, how many tounemtns have we played in?
Derek: A lot!
Paul: And how do we normally fare?
Derek: Pretty good to be honest
Paul: Annnnnnd are we not buzzed while we play and win?
Derek: Good point buddy. Give me the beer. 😊
That was Paulie, always sharing Lombardi type pep talks when you needed it.
Paulie loved hanging with the boys, having a few at the Arms and maybe even a late-night Bowl Kee run for anyone that was willing for some spicy shrimp.
Paulie was also an amazing uncle as anyone could see, even from a distance, if you observed him at the ball diamonds.
The special bond shared was not just with Paulie, but with the entire ‘G’ family. We spent numerous family trips to Notre Dame and Michigan to cheer on our Irish. My heart breaks for this amazing family as they raised a proud, smart, and very kind man and this loss is beyond immense.
There are so many great memories that we shared together and those, I will keep with me forever.
It looks like our buddy T-Day needed a #4 power bat with a vacuum glove at 3rd base for the softball team he is assembling in heaven.
Paulie G was my dear friend, and I will miss him very much. Gone but NEVER, EVER, forgotten.
Love you buddy.
