Rose was born in 1927 to Biagio and Frances Aparo. Many do not know that her given first name was Vincenza (Vin-Chenz-a). She grew up on State Street (Lift Bridge Lane East these days) the youngest of three children: her brother Frank was the oldest and she also had an older brother Jim. Frank and Jim were local barbers for many years. Frank ran Frank’s Barber Shop in Pittsford for many years before moving back into Fairport and Jim was the “J” in Fairport’s own R&J Barber Shop.
Rose’s early childhood years were during the great depression, which greatly influenced her entire life and the lives of her peers. Nothing was wasted. The family had a garden at the end of State Street (not their land) and ate out of that garden every summer.
In fact, even in her later years, when finances were not an issue, Rose would concoct her “breakfast shakes”, which contained whatever items needed to be used up before spoiling. According to her kids, the ingredients list was often “cringeworthy”, but Rose was quick to point out, it contained all the essential food groups.
Although life was not easy for those on State Street (or anywhere else) when she was growing up, Rose had fond memories of her childhood and she often shared them with her children and grandchildren throughout the years.
After finishing high school, rose worked for a few years before she married her husband Albert. It was a fruitful marriage. They had five children: Maria, Frank, Julie, John and Al. Albert often joked that when Rose agreed to the name Al, he knew they were through having children.
Albert was 16 years older than Rose and spent much of his time running the family business, which left almost most of the day-to-day work of running the household to Rose. No small task, as children will be children.
Rose often told a story about a time when she was lamenting to an older family friend the fact that her kids were rambunctious and were not always of the best deportment. The friend’s reply? “Rosie, you can’t plant onions and expect to grow roses.”
Rose and Albert started out in an small apartment above her parents’ home on State Street. It made sense. Her parents lived right below them and Albert’s family lived across the street. But they quickly outgrew that space and eventually moved to Miles Avenue in the Village, which was “home” for the next 66 years.
While the house on Miles Avenue was often noisy and at times even chaotic, the kids and their friends have very fond memories of their time spent there. While nothing was sugar-coated, there was a lot of love in that home and Rose was a big part of that!
When the grandchildren came (they had 12), the basement of the house was devoted to them. It was crammed with everything a little kid could want. There were tons of art supplies, toys, games, books, videos, etc. Whenever the grandkids visited, they were able to play there with very few restrictions. They were encouraged to be creative and when they did create things, those creations had very long shelf lives in that basement!
There were always plenty of food and sweets on hand and nothing was better than being babysat and Grandma’s. The smell of homemade soup, grilled cheese finger sandwiches (white cheese oozing out of both sides of each “finger”, no crust, – the good stuff as they remember it), extra cups of ginger ale, M&M’s, Kit Kats, etc., etc. Shwas often referred to as “Grandma Love”, as she would often tell her grandkids “you are SUCH a love”.
After Albert passed in 1991, when she wasn’t involved with her grandkids, Rose undertook volunteer work with the church. Serving food at homeless shelters, cleaning linens in support of the church’s temporary residents’ program, and many years of service on the church’s bereavement committee, to name a few. She attended church most every Sunday, sitting in the same pew with her daughter Julie, until she passed in 2014 and niece Benita.
Rose enjoyed good physical health and had excellent cognition right up until the time she passed. Other than some eyedrops, she took no medicine and she had driven to Wegmans for groceries the morning she passed.
Predeceased by loving husband Albert, Daughter Julianne and Grandson Gabriel. She is survived by her children Maria Stolt, Frank (Ann) Stolt, John Stolt and Albert (Karen) Stolt. 11 Grandchildren and 6 Great Grandchildren.
No prior calling. Funeral Mass Thursday July 23,2020 10 AM at the Church of the Assumption, 20 East Ave Fairport, NY 14450 (Livestream Available at cota.church/tv). Interment, Private. In lieu of flowers please consider donations to the Church or to the Perinton Ambulance Corp.
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14 responses to “Stolt (Aparo), Rose A.”
Rose was a lifelong friend of our family. Kind, and gentle she will truly be missed,.
Lovely woman and mother. Love to the family.
To the Stolt family: I had the great pleasure of working for the Stolt family at the Penfield store for ten years – Mr & Mrs Stolt were like a second family to me!
Mrs Stolt had more class then anyone I ever met.- Maria, Frank, John & Albert my deepest sadness for your loss. I loved you all.
To the Stolt Family: May your hearts be filled with wonderful memories of joyful times together as you celebrate a life well lived. Mr & Mrs Stolt we’re friends of my parents many years. When ever I saw Mrs. Stolt, she always acknowledged me & had kind words to say.
To the Stolt Family: May your hearts be filled with wonderful memories of joyful times together as you celebrate a life well lived. Mr & Mrs Stolt we’re friends of my parents many years. When ever I saw Mrs. Stolt, she always acknowledged me & had kind words to say. -Patty Kicera
She was a lovely lady. My prayers go out to the Stolt family especially Maria.
Al – my condolences on behalf of the Tiberio family.
I am so grateful that I had the wonderful fortune of meeting Aunt Rose when I started visiting NY with Duane. I love the fact she allowed me to call her “Aunt” even though I had just met her. But that was just her way…kind and welcoming. She made me feel like part of the family before I was even part of the family. Your tribute to her is beautifully fitting and so well done. What an amazing woman and what an amazing life. My heartfelt condolences to everyone who loved her, and I know that is a multitude of people.
To the Stolt Family: I had the distinct good fortune of meeting Rose a few years ago at a dinner in honor of a high school friend of hers, Mario Pomponio, who died in service to this country in WWII. We shared a small table with a few others on that evening. She made a lasting impression on me, of a woman with dignity and kindness. I am thankful for the opportunity to have met her. My sincere condolences to her loved ones. BIll Poray, Perinton Town Historian
I do not think we realize how important people are in our lives until they are gone, Rose Stolt was one of those people. I have fond memories of Rose all the way back to my childhood. I,m so sad today just finding out about Roses passing. Prayers from the Towner family.
Aunt Rose (Stolt), a kinder, more loving woman, you may never find. She loved with all her heart and it showed everyday. One day in elementary school (Johanna Perrin for you locals) i got sick, as kids do, and the nurse called my mom. Mom was working and called Aunt Rose. In minutes, there was my Aunt Rose picking me up. Sick as i was, she put a smile on my face, as i knew i was in good hands. We would look forward to the Christmas gatherings at Aunt Rose’s from the day after Thanksgiving. We knew upon arrival, there would be laughter, love and Rose’s smiling face to greet you when you arrived. Yes, the tears flowed in my eyes when i found out, but to have the life she had, and be remembered so wonderfully by those who knew her, hard to ask for any more out of your time on earth. My deepest sympathies to the entire Stolt family. WE LOVE YOU ROSE !
Oh so sorry to hear of Rose’s sudden departure!
Her life tribute is so beautiful… I always remember her smile and her “deserts” . She always welcomed us… we were known as the ‘second cousins.’…. with an open heart and always smiling..our last family visit was on the way home from a wedding in Buffalo. We all gathered round the table, ate, had coffee and looked at old photos. Remembering the family over the years. May your soul Rest In Peace dear Rose.
No words are really ever sufficient when a family loses a loved one. But, to Maria, Frank, John and Albert I send my condolences and love and blessings.!
Maria, I am So glad that I got to see your mom when I came back for the reunion. She looked so good and was so sharp. It was a GREAT visit. I have so many fond memories of all the time I played up at your house and in the field. The Miles Avenue gang was quite a group. She was a great lady and she and your dad left a great legacy to carry on. I know that all of the family will miss her deeply, but, rest assured, she is making her “breakfast shakes” for your dad! Jesus took a pass.
No one was kinder or gentler than Rose, I remember coming over to see Albert (daily) and in most cases he would be completing chores. You would think I would get it and just start to come later. No way….Rose would have me sit at the table, bring out fruit and cheese and we would just talk and catch up till Albert finished. She would inquire how everything was and if I needed anything. Those moments are vivid in my mind (along with the care packages of meat loaf and gravy she would send us at SU!) Her gracious sole, and open heart had a positive impact on all that came in contact with her. She will be missed and always fondly remembered by The Lennon’s!
Condolences to the Stolt’s and their extended family!