Steven Ramunni

My heart is full of so many wonderful memories of my dear cousin, Steven. Many of them around the dinner table with our family. My favorite memory is from many years ago, at Thanksgiving. My parents hosted this year, his sister and mother were flowers in the parade in NYC. We recorded it on VHS & watched it later on with the family in our drum room. We had this brown square ottoman nestled away in the corner of the room. He was sitting on it, with a big bowl of stuffing. He wasn’t using any utensils to eat – & kept putting it on his finger, telling me with was turkey p**p. He was trying to gross me out. I remember eating it right off his hand. I had to be about 8 or 9 years old. His brother Scott and my sister Marisa were in there with us also. Scott taunting us, per usual. I remember sitting on this ottoman, mainly occupied by his mega muscle body, a little sliver of corner left for me. We snuggled, and he would pick me up with one hand. Lots of laughter. I remember this smirk he would make when he looked at my sister and I. The same smirk i would see him make many years later at his nieces, Gabriella & Chiara. As the years went on, there we many occasions where we would find ourselves sitting at someone’s table, cracking chestnuts open together. I would plague him with my teenage woes, and he would always offer the most wonderful advice. He would remind me to be kind to others, learn from my experiences and remember that everyone is fighting their own battles. I cherish the 31 years of love, laughter, advice & chestnuts we shared together.
I love you xo – Dana

Steven was part of a family that has an abundance of empathy who always look out for me, welcome me into their homes, make me feel like one of their own and always ensured that I was never alone during the holidays.

During family holidays, Steven would always greet me with a big bear hug after which I was always happy that I hadn’t broken any ribs. Steven and I would subsequently delve into conversations on a wide range of topics. Over the years we’d discussed diverse areas such as politics, investment opportunities and travel, but my favourite conversations with Steven were when we discussed steps that people could take to make the world a kinder and more compassionate place. It is through those conversations that I will remember Steven. I’ll always laud Steven for his inquisitiveness into multiple different areas, but also his humility in not succumbing to the knowledge illusion. The image of the first time I met Steven when he gave me a colossal warm smile from the driver’s seat of the Sirina van is one that will always look back on fondly as it reminds me of both his and his family’s warmth.

“Good-night, sweet prince; and flights of angels sing thee to thy rest.”

You have my deepest condolences, Anand xxx

Maureen Robinson
I knew Steven through his Beloved Mother Maria, His soul was Thoughtful and Kind with a
big Heart, He accepted graciously the Prayer intentions and Rosaries I offered with gentleness and gratitude from his heart,
My Prayer is that he be in eternal rest with all the Angels and Saints in Heaven in the Arms of Our Savior Jesus Christ. My Heart goes out to his Loving and Beautiful ,devoted Family, always Close to him. God bless you and watch over you at this time of great loss. Amen

Steve and I worked together at Macy’s . Oh the trouble we would get into, and the extra long breaks we would take .
He is the person responsible for me meeting my husband, Keith. Steve always had a smile on his face. He was kind and loving and deeply loyal to his friends and family. We are heartbroken. Mrs Ramunni, Scott and Danielle know that so many people are saddened by this and how much he meant to all of us, and so many others.
We will be there Friday to help take our friend home.
Love
Keith & Gina Giacobbe

I have known Steve and his family for almost 40 years.
I can’t think of “ Big Steve” without smiling. He was a great man , a great friend, who had a great sense of humor. He was a genuine and honest person who always had a smile on his face. and I’m proud to have called him my friend.
Rest In Peace