Lisa Ann Amato
October 19, 1964 ~ July 18, 2026
Born in:
Mineola, NY
Resided in:
Smithtown, NY
Services
Visitation:
Thursday, July 30, 2026
2:00 pm - 4:00 pm
Branch Funeral Home Smithtown
190 E. Main St.
SMITHTOWN, NY 11787
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Second Visitation:
Thursday, July 30, 2026
7:00 pm - 9:00 pm
Branch Funeral Home Smithtown
190 E. Main St.
SMITHTOWN, NY 11787
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Mass:
Friday, July 31, 2026
10:00 am
St. Patrick's R C Church Smithtown
280 E Main St
SMITHTOWN, NY 11787
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I wish we would have stayed in touch with each other. I do enjoy and remember our times together. You will be missed.
We’re so sorry for your loss. Rest in peace Lisa
To Lou, Danielle, Louie, and Anthony
I’ve been thinking a lot about how grief is a long journey … how love makes the loss heavy, and how the loss proves the love was real. Twenty years flew by faster than any of us expected, yet the time we had with Lisa still feels close.
I’ll never forget the camping trips, the family reunions, and the gallons of homemade sauce at your mom’s house every tomato harvest. I’ll never forget the way Lisa spoke with that soft warmth. I can still hear her laugh … bright, unmistakable, the kind that made you feel like you belonged in the moment.
She has gone through the door we all eventually face, yet her influence continues. The imprint she left stays. Love like hers doesn’t disappear; it becomes a kind of gravity, keeping her close even as the years move on.
Deepest sympathies.
Rest in peace, Lisa.
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Three trees will be planted by the Arbor Day Foundation in Superior National Forest to honor Lisa’s life. It feels right … something living, something that will rise and stretch toward the sky the way her kindness stretched into all of us. Those trees will stand for the camping trips, the reunions, her laugh, her warmth, and the way she made everyone feel welcome. A rooted reminder that love doesn’t end; it keeps growing.