Death date: Mar 6, 2018
Richard B. Tautic, Sr., 73, of Stafford Springs, CT, passed away at home on March 6, 2018. He was born on April 24, 1944 in Hartford, CT son of the late Frank and Helen (Pasha) Tautic, and grew up in Windsor, CT. Richard enjoyed h Read Obituary
Susan, Gayle, Cindy, Ricky, Brian & Jeff & Family. As we prepare to say a final farewell to Richard I just wanted to tell you how sorry I am for all of you. I have been blessed for 56 years to have know him. I was blessed to be there when you each were born & to watch you grow into wonderful men & women. I was there from the start to watch you go to school & yes Cindy to put your hair in rags. Fred & I had the pleasure of having both Richard & Susan in our wedding. We have shared such things like camper dumping up North. Bon fires & bee stings & yes the lack of diaper changes that Rich would not do. We grew up & loved each other thru thick & thin. I am at such a loss with Fred gone & now our buddy Richard. My heart breaks for each of you & I do say for myself too I will shed my tears for you but I also will eventually have to give a smile because that is truly the memory I will always have of you my friend. May you REST IN PEACE & LOVE. Love from your true friend Bev
My favorite memories of Mr Tautic are singing to Peter Frampton and dancing in the family room. Trips to your New Hampshire cabin. And listening to the CB. Your family was a big part of my childhood and I cherish all the memories. My thoughts and prayers are with you during this difficult time.
Love
Melissa Lawlor- Beaudry
My sincere thoughts and prayers are with the entire Tautic family. May your father rest in peace.
Gail and family, my heart goes out to you all on the passing of your brother Richard. Please accept my condolences. Dale Baker
My favortie memories were going to work with Dad at the Colotina and singing to the oldies at the top of our lungs, teaching me all about rythm and if I was going to dance I had to stop and listen to the music, teaching me how to drive because mom freaked out constantly, painting a rock in our yard white (still have no idea why) but its still standing tall at the old house, comforting me during my break up with Dan..still rememer his words, " Hunny, don't worry he will be knocking on our door tomorrow after he realizes how stupid he was, pulling in the drive way and hearing Gloria Estafen blasting through the windows of the house and Dad dancing while doing dishes or making dinner, the many times he would sing "DAY-O" out of the blue, the day I came home and he had dyed his hair and mustache JET black, weekends when Cindy, Jeff, Brian, and Ricky would come up- we always had the best time sitting around the camp fire and the only time I really had an amazing breakfast, Cin's homefries were the best!
I've always had a love for Elvis for my 14th birhday Dad put a live size Elvis in the shower to scare the crap out of me. He thought he was cute ha! Anyone who knew him probably has their own nickname too. He never called anyone by their real name- when I had friends over they always left with a new name and my favorite name was for my son Matthew.. Dad always called him "OPIE"
Miss you Daddy o - go rest high in paradise <3
