Albert Desilva, born July 14, 1940 to Frank and Anna Desilva, in Brooklyn, New York.  Served in the Navy at the age of 16.  A man with a love for his horses, training thoroughbreds across the country.  He opened up one of the largest scrap yards in all of Arizona, and was a metaloligist.  As a gemologist, he would make jewelry while mining from his gold mine.  

Albert is proceeded by his parents, his sister Sally.  He is survived by his Bother Richie, Daughter, Donna DeSilva and son Anthony Desilva.  He is a loving gradfather to eight ( Sallie, Krystin, Joey, Michael, Nicholas, Jarrod, Zack, Chacey, Evan ) and a Great Grandfather to four ( Caden, Lincoln, Dakota, Marilyn )

Miss Me but Let Me Go

When I come to the end of the road

And the sun has set for me

I want no rites in a gloom-filled room.

Why cry for a soul set free?

Miss me a little but not too long

 And not with your head bowed low.

Remember the love that we once shared,

Miss me but let me go.

For this is a journey that we all must take

And each must go alone.

It’s all a part of the master’s plan,

a step on the road to home.

When you are lonely and sick of heart

Go to the friends we know

And bury your sorrows in doing good deeds.

 Miss Me but Let Me Go! 

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