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Rita S. Ames, 69, passed away peacefully at Ellis Hospital on March 8, 2018, with her family at her side. Born in Albany, she was the daughter of the late Louis and Philomena Popolizio Pidgeon. Rita was raised in Schenectady and was a 1967 graduate of Linton High School. She married her beloved husband Gregory Ames on January 25, 1970 at St. Anthony’s Church in Schenectady. Rita worked for the NYS Education Department and recently retired after many faithful years from the former Glenville Family Chiropractic, now Scarano Health Solutions. She loved to garden and had a passion for all flowers. Rita also enjoyed sewing, exercising at the Sunnyview gym, as well as baking and cooking; especially making jelly. She always made sure everyone was fed. Above all, Rita loved her family most importantly her grandchildren.
In addition to her husband Gregory, she is survived by her children Michael (Lisa) Ames, Brian (Heidi) Ames, Lisa (Michael) Huchro and April (Alex) Renna. She is the beloved grandma “Bama” to Caleb Huchro, Cameron Huchro, Colby Huchro, Isabelle Ames and Oliver Renna. She is also survived by her sister Donna (Richard) Dennis, brother in law Francis (Barbara) Ames, aunts Clementine DiCocco and Eleanor Cioccke, uncle Ronald Pidgeon, her niece Jennifer (the late Tommie) Croote as well as her great nephews Hunter and Brandon Croote. Several cousins and many friends also survive.
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Marcia Miller
I was sorry to learn of the passing of Rita Pidgeon. We knew each other since elementary school--Zoller, to be exact. She was a kind-hearted person. I'm happy to know what a large and loving family she had. Rest well, Rita.
Susan (Sonya) Takaroff (Trevizo)
My family moved from NYC to Schenectady when I began third grade at Zoller School. It was a difficult adjustment for me. So difficult, that I was somewhat of a pariah for a few years at school, although I did have friends on the outside.
In sixth grade, Rita Pidgeon became my friend. She initiated the friendship, hung out with me, stuck up for me, and even invited me to her home. I couldn’t believe my change in luck. After having zero school friends, one friend was not just one number past zero, one friend was enough to change my world.
The next year, when we entered Oneida JHS, I was able to assume a new identity and enjoy an improved social life. I didn’t keep in touch with Rita, as our paths never crossed again. However, I have never forgotten the soft-spoken, generous girl who so graciously offered me friendship. I always wanted to thank her for it. Now all I can do is include her in my memoirs