Joseph G. Duffy

255 Ninth Street, Brooklyn, NY


Jeremiah F. Casey

2 January , 194211 August , 2019

Jeremiah "Jerry” Casey passed away peacefully, surrounded by family, on August 11, 2019 at the age of 77. He was born on January 2, 1942 and was a life long Brooklyn resident. Jerry served his community as a member of the U.S. Army, and was an officer of the NYPD’s 79th precinct from 1966 until 1971 when he suffered a life changing, in-the-line-of-duty injury. He was pursuing 2 armed robbers when he fell four stories from the roof of a building. He miraculously survived the fall, but was told it was unlikely that he would ever walk again. He was a fighter though, and after 10 months in the hospital and with a combination of hard work and his faith, he not only learned to walk again, but he returned to duty with the NYPD in the 72nd precinct. He retired from the 72nd in 1981 and was a proud dinosaur of the 72. When his NYPD career ended, Jerry worked at the Madonna Residence, a ministry of the Carmelite Sisters for the Aged and Infirmed, for 15 years, retiring when the home closed in 1994.

On August 17, 1979 he married Judith Wallace, a widow with four young children. He raised her children as his own, and Judy and Jerry went on to have two more children together. His passing came less than a week before their 40th anniversary.

As a devout Catholic, he served as a Minister of Hospitality at Immaculate Heart of Mary’s 11:45 am mass for many years, until illness prevented him from continuing. He also took on a leadership role in the Bishop Ford Father's Guild and served as a Chief Squire in the Knights of Columbus.

Jerry was a devoted husband, father, and grandfather. He was preceded in death by his parents, John J. Casey and Mary (Minihane) Casey. Survivors include his wife Judith Casey (nee McKenna), his children, Kathleen Wallace Miller (Dave) of Madison, GA, John W. Wallace (Nadine) of Mamaroneck, NY, Robert J. Wallace (Tara) of Harrison, NY, Timothy S. Wallace (Jenn) of Brooklyn, NY, Sean P. Casey (Lorena) of Brooklyn, NY, Kerri L. Jordan (Derek) of Somerville, NJ and his grandchildren, Ivy, Will, Jack, Emily, Robert, Timmy, Dylan, Maddie, Sean, Adrian, Grace, Derek, Molly, and Katie. He will also be missed by his brother, Robert Casey as well as his nieces, nephews, and cousins.

In lieu of flowers, the family requests that donations be made to St. Jude’s Children’s Hospital or Sean Casey Animal Rescue in Brooklyn.

The wake for Jeremiah F. Casey will be held at Joseph G. Duffy Funeral Home 255 9th st Brooklyn NY 11215 Wednesday August 14 and Thursday August 15 from 4-9pm.

Mass of Christian Burial to be held on Friday 10:00am at: Immaculate Heart Of Mary RC Church 2805 Fort Hamilton Parkway Brooklyn NY 11218

Interment to immediately follow at Pinelawn Cemetery Farmingdale NY.


  • Visitation Wednesday, 14 August , 2019
  • Visitation Thursday, 15 August , 2019
  • Mass of Christian Burail Friday, 16 August , 2019
  • Interment Friday, 16 August , 2019


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Jack Wallace

16 August 2019


So the job of a eulogy is to tell people a bit about the person who has passed but if your’re here then you already know what a great man Dad was. So, this should be easy right? As you likely know Dad is not my birth father. My father died when I was 5. Mom met Dad when he was working the desk at the 72 Precinct. She went for a block party permit and left with a future husband.. Yes Dad was a New York City Police Officer. He was assigned a desk job after a serious work related injury. Who knew falling off a roof would eventually lead to his falling in love? Mom and dad got married on August 17, 1979. After all he had been through already, falling 4 stories, a year of hospitals and learning to walk again with a leg brace, he probably thought marrying a widow with four young kids would be easy. Not saying we weren’t perfect angels, but there are some stories which i will not tell in order to protect the innocent or not so innocent. He did learn pretty quickly though, and like everything else in his life he never quit until he was awesome at it. He was an awesome Dad.

Dad loved all of his children. He never tried to replace our father. In fact he actually did all he could to help us honor his memory. There was no Stepdad in our family, there was Dad, and when our brother Sean and sister Kerri were born there was no step or half, there was Sean and Kerri. We Wallaces never felt less love from him than a Casey child did. He made sure we didn’t want for much. He was a chauffer to parties and events for all of us. I’m sure he was thrilled when we all got our licences, but I think he kept the Country Squire Station Wagon around just to keep us from wanting to borrow the car too often.
Dad could be counted on to teach us great lessons in life and when he taught a lesson he cared enough to give an analogy that you could relate to. As an example when I was failing at something and giving up he knew I was a swimmer so he told me “even a gold medal swimmer has to t

Kerri Jordan

13 August 2019

My dad taught us many things over the years. The lessons he gave us are the most telling about who he was as a person, so I will share a few with you.

Gift wrapping is about love and precision, if you’ve used more than three small pieces of tape, you’re doing it wrong.

Whenever a girl needs new shoes, it’s always better for her to buy two pairs.

When you indulge, it’s only worthwhile to go with high quality- this is everything from brownies to clothes but especially restaurants. Always get the good stuff but only get stuff occasionally.

Everything that’s worth doing, needs to be done with love, so take your time and pay attention to details- they matter. If you really can’t do it yourself, it’s better to pay someone who will do it right.

Kids need quality one on one time. Make tiny traditions part of your every day life it’s the little things that make the big stuff easy to handle.

Never take sides. Never say anything unkind about anyone. It’s not worth it.

Never waste anything. It can be reused, someone else could eat it, and at very least recycle it.

It’s always better to take your time. Life moves fast and when you slow down you get to enjoy more of it.

He loved his kids, he adored his grandkids, there was no rushing him-ever, he over thought everything. And he passed on a legacy of strength, morality and love.