Stephen Anthony “Steve” Catalano

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Stephen Anthony “Steve” Catalano

Birth
Bay Ridge, Kings County, New York, USA
Death
22 Sep 2011 (aged 68)
Henderson, Clark County, Nevada, USA
Burial
Boulder City, Clark County, Nevada, USA Add to Map
Plot
A4-C-031
Memorial ID
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My father Stephan A. Catalano was born Feb. 3rd 1943 and lived in Bay Ridge, Brooklyn his whole childhood. In the was drafted in the early 70's into the army and met some of his life long friends there. He would then go on to college at University Nevada Las Vegas and to University Southern California for his law degree. In the later 70's he came back to Las Vegas where he met many more life long friends. And a beautful young woman named Elizabeth. They married on May 23, 1981. On Thursday September 24th, 1987 around 9:30 at night their one and only child was born. A daughter they name Alexandra. While they divorced a time later they always shared a love and respect for one another. My daddy and I were so alike that we tended to butt heads a lot. We did not speak much the last 2 years of his life. Something I will regret for the rest of my life. But I know without a shadow of a doubt that for the month he was in the ICU we forgave each other. Daddy if you read this I love you and I will always keep you safe in my heart and tell your grandchildren about my dare devil, Harley riding daddy. All my love, Alex.
My father Stephan A. Catalano was born Feb. 3rd 1943 and lived in Bay Ridge, Brooklyn his whole childhood. In the was drafted in the early 70's into the army and met some of his life long friends there. He would then go on to college at University Nevada Las Vegas and to University Southern California for his law degree. In the later 70's he came back to Las Vegas where he met many more life long friends. And a beautful young woman named Elizabeth. They married on May 23, 1981. On Thursday September 24th, 1987 around 9:30 at night their one and only child was born. A daughter they name Alexandra. While they divorced a time later they always shared a love and respect for one another. My daddy and I were so alike that we tended to butt heads a lot. We did not speak much the last 2 years of his life. Something I will regret for the rest of my life. But I know without a shadow of a doubt that for the month he was in the ICU we forgave each other. Daddy if you read this I love you and I will always keep you safe in my heart and tell your grandchildren about my dare devil, Harley riding daddy. All my love, Alex.