He was born in Passaic having been raised in Lodi and Garfield before moving to Wayne twenty-seven years ago.
Peter was always interested in fashion and clothes and got a job as a regional representative for a Midwestern “Made to Order” clothing company. Often clothes would not fit correctly and returns to the factory meant weeks of waiting for his customers. Because of this waiting time problem he took it upon himself to go to pattern making school so he could alter the clothing himself.
Once proficient at making the adjustments to the clothing he took the next step and began custom making the clothing himself. He started in his basement making custom clothing for Rock Bands in the 60’s and 70’s and expanded his business, “Fiduccia Custom Shirts”, to having a storefront in Hackensack specializing in custom shirt making. A fire in the Hackensack building had him search for a new location which he found in Carlstadt. He initially rented the building then purchased it 6 months later.
He met the love of his life, Joanna Carbone, through mutual friends and went to New York City to deliver clothing on their first date. They married on July 12, 1970 at the Corpus Christi Church in Hasbrouck Heights. They have enjoyed thirty-nine years of loving and devoted marriage.
Peter is the loving husband of Joanna Carbone Fiduccia of almost 40 years; loving father of Gary Fiduccia of Wayne and Dena Fiduccia of Wayne and her fiancé Walter Quiroga; loved brother of John F. Fiduccia and his wife Diana of High Crest Lake; loved brother-in-law of Vincent Carbone of Franklin, NY; and nieces and nephews Cheryl, Frank, Michael and Julie Ann.
It's only when someone that you have known well merges with the universe, that your own mortality is brought to mind.
ReplyDeletePete was a unique individual who had a lot of influence on all of us in our younger days. He and his friends, especially Gary Tedesco, were older guys that we looked up to. I worked for Pete when he first started his tailoring business in the basement of his house on Harrison Ave. You could always count on him to invent a new phrase that all of us younger guys thought was cool and then started using.
I haven't seen Pete for quite a few years and was shocked to hear of his passing. He was always in good shape. And of course, you always remember someone as they were the last time that you saw them. I don't know the full story of his battle with cancer and don't need to. But I know that Pete was a fighter (in fact he was a member of Golden Gloves for a time) and probably fought this with everything that he had. I have always been reminded of him over the years for numerous reasons, and will continue to be so.