He is a hero to Community Board 5.
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Sadly on the early morning of Monday, April 20, 2020, Frances R. Rudland was called up to be with her Lord and Savior. A beautiful soul who brought a smile to the face of everyone she came into contact with, she will be missed dearly by her spoiled pups Cash and Cinnamon, her devoted son Joseph, sister Eleanor, her several “adopted” children, friends, family and fiancé/partner of 21 years, Bob.
He was my My Father, My Dad, My friend. He took what was thrown at him and kept fighting. He grew up right alongside his most favorite place – Yankee Stadium where he was honored on the greatest field for his service in WWll in 2018. My Dad cracked jokes with that dry sense of humor, always had a quirky smile and he loved his family, his greatest accomplishment he would say. He reunited with my mom on April 8th, 2020, and for that I find comfort.
He was the love of my life. A loving father, son uncle, grandfather, brother and friend. He was so special to many people. He was a staple in the community because he provide automotive services for more then 25 years in the Bronx. Everyone I come across say that he was a good man and recall either how they met or a memory. Hearing that warms my heart because I know he was special not only to me but to others.
My father died from COVID-19 related illnesses at 10:51 PM on March 25, 2020. He was 82 years old. He was born and raised in Jamaica and resided in the Bronx for over 50 years. He was a legal resident for many years and we filed his citizenship papers one week before he died. He had a gentle and peaceful spirit.
May he Rest In Peace.
My father was a man of perseverance who tirelessly worked as a taxi driver to care for his family. He helped bring his mother, siblings and in-laws from the Dominican Republic so that they could have more opportunities. His strength, intelligence, wisdom and spirituality will live on through his children and grandchildren. Te adoramos, papi.
Luis Rivera “Boyie” was a son, brother, nephew, cousin, teacher and friend. On March 30, 2020, he passed away due to Covid19 at the age of 25. We miss and love him.
My grandmother was my world, Grandma helped everyone and cared for everyone. Grandma was the first one to help a person in need whether she had it or not. Family meant everything to her.
Philip Foglia, a long time friend to many, was always connecting history to real life. He was a great at all he endeavored, whether as a son, husband, father, friend, lawyer, and Italian American. Family was his top priority and is his real legacy.
My mom was my best friend, my protector and my inspiration all in one I looked up to her and everything she’s ever done for me
She was a good friend, and we studied at Monroe College together.
He was my husband and a good person.
He is a hero to Community Board 5 in the Bronx.
Deacon Ralph Johnson Sunrise 11/29/61 Sunset 3/31/20, Ralph aka “Ralphy” was born and raised and educated in the Bronx. Ralph graduated from Theodore Roosevelt High School. Ralphy, alongside of his twin sister Regina Johnson, was born to the late Mrs. Caroline Jean Shivers and Mr. Johnny Ralph Shivers. Deacon Ralph Johnson is the 6th sibling out of ten children. He served faithfully at the Carolina Baptist Church alongside his wife Deaconess Rosetta Johnson. Deacon Ralph Johnson loved God with all of his heart, soul and mind and he loved his neighbors as himself. Ralphy was a humble, kind-hearted, humorous man, who always had a smile and a kind word of encourage for everyone who he came in contact with. He was a hard worker, who labored on his job for 35 years, until he entered into his eternal rest. Ralphy was the anchor of his family and he will never be forgotten, but will be sorely missed by his loving wife, son, daughter, six sisters, one brother, hosts of brother-in-laws, sister-in-laws, grandchildren, great grandchildren, nieces, great nieces, nephews, great nephews, and friends.
My Uncle (my mom’s brother) was very special to us. He was living in St. Patrick’s Nursing home prior to him passing away of COVID-19 on Easter Sunday, April 12, 2020. He loved to sing with his group. His famous phrase was “pass the jelly” when he walked into a room. He always smiled and cared so much for everyone. He loved having all different types of cologne so you always knew when he was around. We all wish we could have had a little more time with him but thankfully we were able to FaceTime him. I can still hear his last words to me “I love you very much.” We miss him very much and love him dearly.
Maria Colón is survived by her husband, 2 sons and 1 daughter and many grandchildren and great-grands. Titi Mayito as her nieces and nephews knew her was almost 96 years old, and was the last of 9 siblings of the Colón Blanco family from Barranquitas, PR. Titi Mayito worked for the ILGWU and was known for her magic at the sewing machine. She took care of most of the kids in the family at one time or another. She was our family’s treasure, and died at the Bronx Rehabilitation and Nursing Center a week after her family was assured that she was fine. Family received no face time call, no good bye, just a call after she had died. Adios con el Corazón!
Ali Shaibi passed away in the Bronx due to COVID-19 on April 7, 2020, at the age of 65. Mr. Shaibi was born in South Yemen immigrated to the United States in 1972 and moved to the Bronx in 1978. He leaves behind 10 children and 34 grandchildren. He was loved by the entire community and will be missed greatly.
My best friend, and only Sister, died of Covid-19 related issues at Einstein on April 7, 2020.
Patricia Harriet Jackson was a lifelong resident of the Bronx; she attended PS 31, and Clarke Junior High School in the So. Bronx, and then completed her education at Walton High School, City College, Hostos and Lehman College.
Ms. Pat, or “Momma Condom,” worked as a HIV/AIDS Educator at Montefiore Adolescent AIDS Program up until her retirement in 2018.
She leaves to mourn her son, Damian, his wife Rachel, and grandchildren, her devoted brother Charles, the “Village”, as well as a host of friends, families and “adopted” children across the Bronx, and New York City.
We worked together for over 15 yrs and she had a great soul. She is going to be missed by so many.
He was caring and loving to everyone who met him. To have him in your life is the biggest blessing. His love, smile, and laugh will truly be missed.
Born 4/1/1955; Passed 4/4/2020. “When a mother leaves, something of you goes with her, because there is nothing comparable to a mother. A warrior woman who was a great example of life; you were an oak of a woman, fighter, happy, and fantastic. A woman who made a difference. Loved by many and remembered by all. We will always carry you in our hearts.”
“Cuando una madre se va, algo de ti se va con ella, porque no hay nada comparable a una madre. Mujer guerrera que era un gran ejemplo de vida; fuiste un roble de mujer, luchadora, alegre, y fantastica. Mujer que marco la diferencia. Querida por muchos y recordada por todos. Te llevaremos siempre en nuestros corazones.”
My uncle, was the absolute best uncle anyone can ask for. He never judged us, and always had our backs. He’s more than a uncle, he’s another dad. My daughter even calls him grandpa. Today is his birthday, and It feels so weird not to call him and wish him a happy birthday. We miss him every day. Love you, TIO JUAN!
The light of my existence
Willie Anderson was a loving husband, father, and grandfather. He serviced in Vietnam as a Sergeant in the United States Army. He was also a successful businessman. He loved to travel and entertain. He will be greatly missed by family and friends.
My dad was a loving and caring person. Loved by all he came across. My uncle (his brother) was also a very loving and beautiful soul. Always very welcoming to all.
Lorenzo Jacques Thaggard was born on December 31, 1960 to Barbara Thaggard Belchie and Tommy Cortez. He departed April 18, 2020. He was a native of NYC, a US Army veteran and a retired Social Worker of the City of NY Dept of Human Resources and Social Services where he served for over 20 years. He will be dearly missed by his family and friends.
Born September 15th, 1942, she was a mother a sister a grandmother a great grandmother our friend a deacon and a loved member of unity Fellowship Church New York City she was born and raised in Harlem had her children and Harlem and then move to the Bronx some number of years ago and died in the Bronx of Covid-19, April 14th, 2020.
Father of 3 beautiful Daughters, 2 grand children and a host of family and friends who loved him dearly. EBUDDDDY!!!!
Queen and confidante of the family
Who is deeply loved and respected
Will be greatly missed throughout the family
My sister was the most loving and generous person to all who knew her. She left a big void in so many lives especially mine, my husband, my kids and my nephew. 💔
My mother Luz “Mama” Quesada was someone special to everyone who came across her. She played an important role in our family as someone who kept us all together, making all birthdays and holidays special. She was loved by those in her neighborhood and always went out of her way to make sure everyone was taken care of. She was the life of the party, a hero to all, and there was never dull moment with her around. 1725 will never be the same without you. You will be missed by many and will always be loved.
She was my neighbor for 27 years and she was my walking partner. Rest in peace (mama), as we all remember you by.
My grandmother was one of the strongest women I have ever known and I am grateful to say she raised me. She has gone through so much in her life, that she deserves to be recognized and remembered. She was my entire world and more. I miss her dearly, but I’m happy to know she is at peace and reunited with my father / grandfather Julio Millan
My mom, my hero. My mom was a retired special education paraprofessional for 16 years. I miss you.
“Juan “Miñoso” Araujo, my dad, was the best example of a human being I have ever known. I will miss my super hero. He was loved and respected by everyone he came across. I’ll miss hearing his stories of when he 1st rode the train, not knowing any english, heading to the Bx in the late 1960s, on the IRT E.180″ Te Queremos. R.I.P. Papi, Joanne Araujo, Juan A., and mami Carmen Rosa.”