John Cuillo
May 9, 1956 - February 2, 2023
"May the road rise up to meet you. May the wind be always at your back May the sunshine warm your face, the rain fall soft upon your fields.."
Obituary of John George Cuillo
John George Cuillo, father, grandfather, brother and friend to all... passed away peacefully on Thursday, Feb 2nd, 2023.
John was born on May 9th 1956, in Lockport NY to Pasquale and Leaota Cuillo.
He was born and raised in Lockport. He left Lockport for a brief period to serve in the United States Marines.
John worked for the city he loved before retiring in 2015. He had an amateur boxing career and was a Nomad in the Kingsman.
John is and always will be remembered for his love for life, and his loyalty to anyone he loved. He had a strong presence, and a deep compassion for those who truly knew him and had a love for nature, hunting, fishing and his brothers that he rode motorcycles with.
Beloved father of his two sons, John, and Joseph. He was blessed with five grandchildren Thomas, Miah, King, Chloe, and Mckenzie; dear brother to Michael, Susan, Patsy, Victoria, Toni and the late Patrick and Ronald; also survived by many nieces, nephews and cousins and dear friend David Poole.
Friends may from 2-4PM and 6-8PM on Wednesday, February 8th, 2023 at the Taylor & Reynolds Funeral Home, 70 Niagara Street, where the funeral services will be on February 9th at 11:00 am with Military honors.
Rest in peace
Cuillo family, so sorry to hear about John. I knew him since we were kids. We started working at Simonds Steel on the same day together. He was a great guy and friend. He will be missed. My thoughts and prayers are with your family. Buster Simmons
We were so saddened to learn of Johns passing. Our families go way back growing up on the west side of Lockport playing together at Grossi Park. Every time I saw him, he never failed to give me a hug like his dad did. RIP Jocko.
The death of my cousin has deeply affected me. The years we lived on the corner of Ohio and West Ave were the best times of my youth. Little Buck was the toughest kid in town, allowing you me, Chopper and Smiley, to be the Knuckle heads that we were. Our epic stone war with Rosati brothers resulting in a broken collar bone for me. Smiley falling off dead mans cave cracking a rib was another. Man we were biggest dopes, but we had so much fun. We were both in the military together, you in the Marines me in the Navy. As the years went on we drifted apart and lived our lives. But I never forgot those times at 382 West Ave and of course Grossi Park. Rest in peace John.
Always Rest in Peace my protector. You were one in a million. Your now with your family in the heavens.
May you rest in peace sweet beautiful man 🕊☮️✝️🙏
My Brother..we became Nomads together and road on some amazing adventures that lesser men dream and talk about. Me, you, Mudpuppy, Billy, Pete..the whole 1976 KMC Lockport chapter. Like Bob Seger sang in Like A Rock..we stood proud..we stood tall..against all the hustlers and their schemes..I love ya JACKO…My brother WaHoo forever
Rest in peace, my friend