Daniel A. Genovese

March 9, 1932 ~ August 23, 2020
Portland - Daniel Anthony Genovese, a life-long resident of Portland, passed away unexpectedly on August 23rd.
He was born in Portland to Albert and Theresa (Anania) Genovese and was the oldest of their 4 children. Danny attended Portland High School and after graduating he joined the US Coast Guard. He served aboard the USS Yakutat during the Korean War. If we even complained about the cold of winter, he would regale us with tales of being on an Icebreaker in the North Atlantic...that usually ended the complaints.
In 1954 he married the love of his life, Kay Hill, a country girl from Hollis, ME. When she brought home the black-haired Italian Catholic sailor, well, let's just say it took some getting used to. It proved to be a pretty good match because they celebrated 65 years of marriage this past October.
Dad worked for St. Johnsbury Trucking as a driver for nearly 40 years, retiring in 1993, coincidentally, the same year his first grandchild, Jaymie, was born. She took his world by storm and it didn't take long for her to have him wrapped around her finger. He was more than a Papa; he was her Father.
Dad had a rough childhood but he never once let that color the kind of man or father that he became and was. He said he always wanted to give his children everything he didn't have, and he succeeded - we had unconditional love and the gift of his time! From coaching Little league and softball, going to dance recitals, throwing pool parties, and attending pre-school graduations... He was always there. Danny was the kindest person you could ever hope to meet.
Dan suffered the loss of Kay, his wife of 65 years this January. He leaves behind his three children, Tracie Hersey (husband Jody) of Falmouth, Andrew Genovese (wife Katie) of Windham, and Gina Genovese of Saco. His four grandchildren, Jaymie Kay, Samuel, Madison and Sophia; and his great granddaughter, Giana. Danny is survived by his brother, Rocco; and sister Anna. Their brother, Anthony, passed away in 2014.
Dan, Danny, Dad, Papa, Danny-boy, Dungie, Disco-Dan also leaves behind a legacy of kindness, compassion and love. Give mom a hug for us Dad. We love you forever.
A private graveside service will be held with military honors at Calvary Cemetery, South Portland. Arrangements are under the direction of the Conroy-Tully Walker Funeral Home of Portland. To view Dan's memorial page, or to share an online condolence, please visit www.ConroyTulyWalker.com
As an expression of your sympathy, a please consider making a donation in Dan's memory to the Disabled American Veterans, PO Box 3151, Augusta, ME 04330
Danny was my idol growing up, he treated me like a little brother. I would go to Kay and Danny’s house on the weekends to hangout. Danny always had the “coolest”cars in Portland. Danny bought me my first pizza at the Sportsman Grill. I wanted to be truck driver like cousin Danny. One of the kindest men I have known. His passing leaves a void in the family and he will be missed. Bruce Koharian
– Bruce Koharian
I met Danny while working at St. Johnsbury’s Portland Terminal and we became friends for life. St. Johnsbury had a softball team back then in an adult league and Danny was our coach…more good times. He had a great sense of humor and a warm smile, I’m going to miss him. My condolences to his family. Jim Nappi
– James Nappi
My condolences to all of the Genovese family. I have many great memories of our families spending time together. Your dad and mom were great people.
– Brian Golden
One of the first drivers I got to know in my 24 years at St Johnsbury’s Portland Terminal was Danny Genovese. He was such a warm, welcoming person. Most, if not all, would agree we had a fantastic crew. Danny added the warmth to it. Rest in peace my good man. Phil Cloutier
– Phil Cloutier
As you’ve crossed the bar to be with the love of you life Kay, you will be missed. It wasn’t often but I so enjoyed swapping sea stories with you. Rest in peace.
– Pat Perseille
This tree is in honor of a beautiful, kind and loving sole who will never be forgotten.
– Krista Nasse