This photo is from Christine Englund-Falcone, Claude's sister-in-law. He is holding his youngest grandnephew (Christine's youngest grandchild), Nicky Falcone. Photo was taken in January 1999.

It's been almost a year since our favorite uncle's passing.There is a giant and sorrowful vacuum that has been left behind. Who knew how large it would turn out to be?

My Uncle Claude was the backbone of this family. The one constant in our lives, he was our teacher, too. He was another grandfather to my children. Uncle Claude was all about family, you see. He used to say it in three definite and proud syllables, "FA-MI-LY!"

What I wouldn't give to have just one more Sunday dinner -- one more birthday party -- one more family cookout -- one more holiday. And even one more "boring" story.

What an incredible void we have to fill.

He will live forever in our hearts.

And he will never be replaced.

Nick(y) Falcone
Nephew
July 15, 2001

Updated January 11, 2002

Crayon drawing (March 2001)
Title: "I Still Miss Uncle Claude" by Victoria Anne Falcone, age 6, daughter of Nick and Adele Falcone of Collegeville, PA and grandniece of CJF.

Claude, along with his nephew, Ernie Falcone,stood as godparents at the christening of Nick and Adele Falcone's children that took place on May 20, 2000 at St. Eleanor's Church in Collegeville, PA. Left to right: Ernie, holding Nicky; CJF; Adele holding Gabrielle; and Nick. Front: Victoria, Camille and Tom. (Click on photo to see larger size)

Hello, I am CJF's youngest nephew.

I have just returned from a trip to Paris for the first time, and I thought it would make some of you very happy to know that Uncle Claude was along for the ride. I packed a small black and white passport photo of him in my (was his) ancient and never used (surprise!) leather billfold.

I thought he might like to accompany me to the Louvre. And so he did, periodically making it out of my pocket and shown around the room, circling works of art as he did with his students.

I thought briefly about leaving him there, either with the Italian paintings or Italian/Greek sculpture, but feared I might place him near something he didn't quite like!

Anyone who has been to the Louvre knows that it is overwhelming. I stopped often to ponder the beauty and magnitude of it all. I only wish I could talk with him about it now.

Oh, one last thing. While entering the main courtyard and entrance during a 10 day stretch of no sun in Paris, crossing under an archway, the sun broke through over the top of the Pyramid.

I knew he was happy I was there.

Matt Falcone
Nephew
November 26, 2001