Anthony M Lanni III, also known as Tony...but depending on how you are saying Tony, it might sound like "To-nay".

Tony was a God-fearing man who walked daily by the word and made sure he spread the love of Christ to everyone he knew. He even walked around with little daily testaments and a pen to write his number in just in case he could help someone get to know the Lord better. Tony knew his time here in this life was temporary and found it beautiful to know that when his time came, he would be in Heaven. 

Tony was a true Rhode Islander, born and raised...and never lost the accent, it's something he was known for. He came to California many many years ago to build a life and start a business, and he did exactly that. He was a hardworking man, up until the very end when he let everyone know he needed to get back to work there was business that needed to be handled. 

He served both in the United States Navy and the United States Marine Corp where he was honorably discharged in 1965, a true man of all men.

Tony is survived by his daughter Denise, and his boys Marc and Michael. His grandchildren Tiffany, Abby, Kyra, Kayla and Jacob. His great grandchildren Logan, Deegan and Ronan. He is also survived by his brother Al and his sisters Donna and Evelyn.

He is also survived by all of those whose lives he made an impact on and all those who love him. 

He will forever be living in our hearts.Tony is proceeded in death by his father, Anthony and mother Evelyn. His sister in-law Jane and brother in-law John. He is now reunited with his wife, Annie. Throughout any lifetime, I pray everyone finds a love as special as Tony and Annie's was. We know that reunion together was special and we are sure she said, "it's about time".

He will be so missed by everyone, his Wednesday lunch group with the guys, all his meetings with those he mentored, everyone at the gym, those he went to church with and all his friends new or old. He was so special to everyone. 

Most of all, he will be missed by his kids, grandkids and great grandchildren deeply. He was our rock, the one we knew we could tell anything to and find comfort in knowing he was going to pray for us. He was the best of the best.

It isn't goodbye, it's "HEY SEE YA LATER TONYYY".