I was devastated when I heard about Anthony Napoli’s (a.k.a .Rock And Roll Tony) death in early August, just steps from where he lived. For many years, he and I were virtual neighbors, both of us just up the hill from the Chase bank on North Broadway. We didn’t exactly talk much, but he was one of the first true locals I’d met when I moved here with my wife in 2012, and I always enjoyed hearing him recollect his fondness for Cheap Trick and the halcyon days of his youth. I knew Tony had been through traumas that evidently left him with some cognitive issues, but he was an absolutely unthreatening and endearing fixture in Tarrytown, the kind of guy that gives small towns like ours its character and sense of place. I was actually waiting in line behind him for the barber’s chair just this July, watching him get his hair trimmed and smiling while he regaled the young stylist with rock and roll reminiscence. It was duly evident in recent years he’d become very frail, and the pandemic no doubt took a big toll on someone who relied on being able to pace the neighborhood and feel and be seen. The best thing we can do as a pair of villages is acknowledge what a stalwart presence he was, and that he will be missed in his absence.
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