In Loving Memory of Dorothy A. Craven

November 28, 1931
Providence, RI
June 10, 2018
Fairfield, CT
Funeral Home

Spear-Miller Funeral Home

39 South Benson Road,
Fairfield CT US 06824


St. Mary's Church

Memorial Service

1525 Cranston St.,
Cranston Rhode Island 02920

Thursday, June 21, 2018 11:00 AM


St. Ann Cemetery

73 Church St.,
Cranston Rhode Island 02920

June 21, 2018

Family Gathering


Dorothy Anne Craven

Dorothy Anne (La Ninfa) Craven of Fairfield, Connecticut passed away June 10, 2018. She was born on November 28, 1931 to parents Rocco La Ninfa and Rose (Emma) La Ninfa of Providence, Rhode Island. Dorothy is survived by her sister Rosa (La Ninfa) D’Acri of Salinas, California. She leaves her children Philip Craven of North East, Maryland, Edward Craven and his wife Eileen of Cohasset, Massachusetts, and Richard Craven and his wife Patricia of Stratford, Connecticut. She is predeceased by her daughters Mary Anne Craven and Judith (Craven) Sopko. Dorothy leaves behind her six grandchildren Philip Craven, Jr., Rose (Sopko) Yaksic, Nicole (Craven) Matthews, Sean Craven, Travers Craven, and Teddy Craven. Dorothy loved family and music. She graduated from Rhode Island College with a degree in music education. She went on to teach music at Maloney High School, Meriden, Connecticut, and the Academy of Our Lady of Mercy, Lauralton Hall, Milford, Connecticut. She followed her passion for vocal coaching and conducting founding the Craven Singers choral group, and working with the Stamford Opera. She touched many lives, and spread her enthusiasm for the musical arts, and the pursuit of performance excellence. A funeral will be held June 21st at 11:00 AM at St. Mary’s Church 1525 Cranston St. Cranston, Rhode Island 02920. Burial will follow immediately at St. Ann Cemetery 73 Church St., Cranston Rhode Island 02920.

Sign the Guestbook

Print Guestbook

5 Guestbook Entries for Dorothy Anne (La Ninfa) Craven

  1. We were cousins, but really like sisters as we grew up. She was a formidable presence in my childhood, my adolescence, my early adulthood. I looked up to her–so much so that at times I was even accused, by those who knew us well, of walking in her shadow. It was a comfortable and pleasant place to be. The years, geographical distance, family obligations took its toll on our relationship, but we always maintained a special connection through whatever meagre means were available to us. I will miss her.