My brother was my little angel then and he is my little angel now.
To know Victor was to be his friend. Victor lived 3 houses down Monticello Avenue from my family. We played in the gaggle of neighborhood kids many, many, heedless days and he was sought out because he was so much fun to be around. He even played well with the GIRLS! He had kind eyes and an open, accepting way about him that just drew people in. Victor was very protective of his little sister, Grace Ann. Victor's loss punched a hole on our street that was never quite filled. What a great kid!! I wish everyone could've known him. Over the years, whenever I would think of OLA, the face that has always been most clear is Victor's.
-- (Sally Konley, Friend - October 2015)
My Grandparents, Loretta and Edward Walsh, lived at 944 Monticello, in Victor's parents' building. When I visited my Grandparents in the summer, I recall how much fun Victor was. He had the most beautiful eyes and smile. My Grandma and Grandpa loved him and his entire family so very much. I recall standing on the back porch, watching Victor walk over to my Grandma and hold her arm when she was walking, so she wouldn't fall. He had a kind soul.
Nick, Emma, Victor and Grace Ann are still in our family's conversations today because of what we "Walsh/Dlouhy's" call SPECIAL PEOPLE.
-- (Judith Dlouhy-Bellucci, Friend - October 2015)
Victor was a very dear friend of mine, with a wonderful family. His family and mine were very close. Losing Victor was almost like losing a brother. If I were a father, I would want a son like Victor. God bless his mom, Emma, and his sister, Grace.
-- (Tom Chiero, Friend - October 2015)