Warren Beer

I first met Warren at my aunts house. His mom and my aunt were friends back in Jersey City NJ I remember him through HS He always had a positive attidute "Toodles" was his way of saying goodby some might have even thought he was gay. Toodles Warren it was a pleasure to have known you.

I have thought of little else since learning the news from Karen. The memories of the house in Little Ferry and the love my had for the young couple who move in next door. It was love at first sight. The love grew as the the Beer family grew. Warren was the son they never had, Karen a second daughter and Sara and Jimmy were the "other" grandchildren. I especially remember my dads joy when the little family visited Florida. He could not wait until the arrived and was so sad when they left. I can not see the Burger King in St. Augustine without smiling at Warren's "go to restaurant. It was a ritual. Warren was so distraught when I let him know my dad died, I did not have the heart to tell him when we lost my mom. Rest in piece, Warren.

Warren was my best friend since age 4. We lived 3 houses apart. He was like a brother to me and was an integral part of my family. A piece of my childhood died this week. Many fond memories. From walking to school together to the swim club to cub scouts and driving to high school in his mustang. From summers down the shore to being his best man to spending time with him while in medical school as a return to reality. He will always be very special to me and my family. I was glad I was able to spend several days with him when I returned for my 40th high school reunion. Living in California and work prevent me from attending his funeral but I will be there in spirit. My condolences to Karen, Sara and Jimmy.I will miss him forever

John Jacomo

It was a routine that lasted for years, New Year's Eve at Karen and Warren's house in Little Ferry. The kids couldn't wait, the grown ups couldn't wait. There was always plenty of food, music and great company. Every body got along because it was the place to be. Come midnight, we would all run out in the street with noise makers and fire works and do our best to bring in the new year, and hope that we would do it all again the next year. Which we did!