It was a gorgeous autumn-day in Beacon HIll with cotton-ball clouds freely roaming, birds chirping, leaves turning yellow/orange, when a somber crowd slowly entered St Joseph’s parish off of Cambridge St.

A simple wooden-coffin was situated in front of the alter. Born to a migrant Italian family in New York, he excelled in the legal profession. But, it was his lifelong justice-for-all, humanity, and charity that made him memorable to lives he touched.

When the service was completed, standing under a nearby tree, a young Beacon Hill real estate broker, recalled;