Robbie was alot of things.  He was my brother.  I miss him so terribly.  Robbie was the kind of person who had a huge presence.  He was as subtle as a freight train!! You could not ignore him.  Even in a large crowd, you might hear his mouth going or hear that big booming laugh of his.  We loved him so much and still do.  He made me laugh so much.  We could sit and yack about everything under the sun.  He would call me about 5-6 times a day...okay, okay...sometimes he dialed me by mistake...but he did like to talk.  He loved music and to dance.  The last time that he stayed with me, when he was becoming very ill, I had some old disco music playing.  He was laying on the bed, in  pain, but suddenly sat up when he heard it and he smiled and tried to dance.  And boy could he eat.  No matter what, NOTHING could prevent him from eating.  I remember him sitting on his bed in the intensive care unit at Sloan-Kettering, right after he had a brain tumor removed.  He looked at me and said, "I'm hungry".  He made all the nurses laugh.  And forget all the Entenmann cakes and Little Debbies he and Frank managed to devour!  They had these Sunday afternoon feeding frenzies going on for a while there.  And all the fun we had on Fire Island, out in Southold, anywhere...we always managed to laugh and have alot of fun.  Even while he was wasting away, while his sharp, creative and intelligent mind started to slip away, we could always laugh.  Robbie could be a big pain at times, and we would fight, but we never could stay angry for too long.  I feel like my life is quieter now...something I don't like at all.  I would love to hear that glorious laugh again, have a food-festival, watch people while having coffee in Greenwich Village, dance around the living room, drive out to Southold...just talk and be with my brother again.

I enjoy making people laugh.  Robbie was my best fan.  I could talk to him at anytime and within seconds (due to the graphic nature and choice words) we would laugh for our entire conversation.  I was lucky to have that, of course realizing this more now, there are less people to really have a good laugh with.  I don't think about it much because I can't, but I miss him alot and will never forget all of the great times I shared with my cousins, Janet, Richie, Little Rich, Tina, Aunt Esther and of course Robbie.  Thank you............ 

Robbie Masotti was truly a shining example of The Fruits of The Spirit....
Faithfulness, Love, Joy, Peace, Kindness, Self-Control, Patience, Goodness and Gentleness....I feel blessed and honored to have had him a part of my life...and I miss him alot..there are so many times when I wish I could pick up the phone to tell him something that has happened or about a memory from the past...I love and miss him and always will. Rest in Peace Robbie, no more pain and suffering... you were a great uncle to Richie, Tina and Aidan....
To be absent in body is to be present with the Lord!!!!!!!  Love always your old friend Ev