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Gregg F
Pizzi
Dec 31, 1958 — Oct 16, 2019
Palm City
Gregg Pizzi of Palm City passed away from natural causes on October 16, 2019. His unmatched charm and eternal love for his daughters, Jamie and Jacqueline, will never be forgotten. Gregg's seemingly tough exterior was perfectly complimented by his incredibly sweet (and patient) wife, Colette. Without her, Gregg likely would have gotten kicked out of many more places.
Strong in his convictions, Gregg always wanted to do the right thing but often went about it in a unique (and sometimes wrong) manner. He was consistently kicked out of the drive-thru lane at McDonald's for complaining too loudly about the ice cream machine always being broken – a commonly cited occurrence throughout the country. A tradition started when his daughters were broke college students - each Easter Gregg would hide eggs full of money in the yard, insisting on spraying his daughters with water guns and silly string as they desperately searched.
Gregg reveled in being his own boss. He opened a coffee and breakfast cafe at age 24 near his hometown of Braintree, Massachusetts. This set him down a path of pursuing a host of business ventures throughout his life. While he may not have died a wealthy man from said ventures, his passion for being the best was undeniable. He imposed these high standards on everyone around him, especially those he shared the road with. Gregg would complain and tailgate cars traveling too slow in the left lane because he, "needed to teach them how to drive". He famously exclaimed, "stupid place to live", when having to stop for a person who had the nerve to turn in front of him on their way home.
He was his happiest on a recent family trip to Europe, where he was able to drive a car on the Autobahn-a place where he felt people knew the "rules" of the road. Gregg was in his element, so much so he still hasn't paid his traffic ticket from Munich. He had a penchant for anything German, preferring a Hefeweizen to a Bud and a Bosch to a Kenmore any day. Gregg's reverence for Deutschland came from his beloved mother, Maria, a German war bride he completely worshipped. Her adventurous spirit inspired him to take his family on as many vacations as he could reasonably afford, despite not all of them turning out so great. Some highlights of a traditional "Pizzi Vacation" included having a luxury river cruise turn into a mediocre bus trip due to a drought, getting food poisoning from eating pizza on Bourbon Street, and not realizing his daughter's passport had expired when returning from the Bahamas.
Things didn't always work out for Gregg, but his perseverance to pursue what he believed in never wavered. Whether that meant writing lengthy emails to air his complaints to businesses that wronged him (here's looking at you, river cruise) or making sure his daughters had it better than he did, he never stopped. He was imperfect, but incredible in so many ways. When it comes down to it, there will never be another man like Gregg, because the world couldn't handle it.
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