Matteo Joseph Caruso, Jr. (Junie), passed away on July 12, 2025, from Alzheimer's disease at the age of 87 (three days short of 88).  He is survived by his family, Mary Ann (daughter) and Michael Isaacson, Diana (daughter) and Morad Mamori, Monika (step-daughter) and Helmut Wolf, Myles (grandson) and Elise Mamori, Nolan (grandson) and Christina Mamori, Alec Mamori (grandson), Anja (step-granddaughter) and Patrick Pretsch, and great-grandchildren - Chase Mamori, Jaime Mamori, Lukas Mamori, Jake Mamori, Mason Mamori, Matteo Mamori, Duncan Pretsch and Cassandra Pretsch.

He was born on July 15, 1937, in Worcester, Massachusetts.  His parents came to the U.S.A. through Ellis Island from Italy.  He and his twin brother were the youngest of the eight siblings.  He was the last one of his immediate family.  He still has many nieces, nephews and cousins in the Worcester area.

He graduated from Worcester Vocational Technical High School in 1955 and then entered the U.S. Army soon thereafter.  He met his wife, Gudrun Lehmann, while in Germany.  They were married in Leonberg, Germany, on November 21, 1958 and were married 59 years until she died in 2017.

While in the Army, he first was in Transportation and then moved to Aviation, where he was a helicopter mechanic, instructor and ended in flight operations.  He was stationed in Korea, Echterdingen, Germany, Sembach Air Base, Germany, White Sands Missile Range, New Mexico, Vietnam, Fort Rucker, Alabama, Heidelberg, Germany, Fort Bliss, Texas, and his last duty assignment was at Fort Sam Houston, Texas, in San Antonio, where he resided in Garden Ridge after retirement.

He enjoyed his family, watching TV, going to baseball games and a nice cold beer. He made sure he always looked his best before he went out.  He also made sure his car was clean.  He could tell you the history of any older actor and actress and was great at telling stories about his experiences.  He was easy going and an all-around good man.  When he was feeling good, he always asked "Is everybody happy?!"  When he liked how something was done, he would say, "Good Show".  At the end of his life, I will reiterate that, "Good Show, Junie!"