Arthur Schwartz

To view this service at 10:30 am on Sunday, August 18 please navigate to https://zoom.us/j/8609371994

It is with deep sadness that I share that, Arthur Schwartz, my dad, affectionately known as “Pops” or “Old Man” has passed away at the age of 86. He was a Husband, Father, Brother and Grandfather. He was dedicated to his family and spent his adult life providing for them. He was an accountant, a financial planner and an entrepreneur. His work ethic was unmatched and his two sons learned by example that you need to work for what you want in life and that it was important regardless of the sacrifice to provide for your family.

He rose long before dawn, catching the bus from Matawan NJ to Manhattan at 6 am and returning long after dark each day. During tax season, he and my mom would work late into the night and throughout every weekend to provide a stable home and lifestyle for our family. My dad wasn’t around much as I grew up. When I was younger, I didn’t understand why, but with age comes wisdom and today I realize that throughout my entire life I didn’t go without because my mom and dad were willing to sacrifice for their family.

I went to summer camp, college, got married, bought a house, raised my family, and have started to send my kids to college. And at every step in that process, mom and dad were always there to help out. Even after I was old enough that I could stand on my own two feet.

In his spare time, he was an artist that produced beautiful drawings and sculptures. In his 70's he studied with renowned sculptor Susie Chisholm to learn how to take his clay sculpture to bronzes. He loved playing tennis, deep sea fishing and vacationing in Sandwich, CT. He loved the ocean.

Some of my fondest memories of childhood are trips that we took deep sea fishing. We would get up early, buy sub sandwiches from the sub shop in Keyport, and take a party boat out for a half day fishing trip.

The last few years have been quite difficult as Lewy Body Dementia took hold and slowly ate away at the man we all loved. Over the years, he lost bits and pieces of his memories and as the disease progressed, he slowly forgot most of his memories. In the last few weeks he didn't know who i was. My mother, Linda, did an amazing job caring for him as the years past and through her own failing health. During the last few months of his life, I had the pleasure of spending his remaining days with him in Ohio. While we are saddened by his loss, we also know that it is more kind that his suffering and pain has ended.

He leaves behind his brother Larry, his wife Linda, two sons Corey and Keith, and four grandchildren Megan, Michael, Eden, and Jaiden. We will be holding a memorial service in South Carolina on the 18th, where, we'll say our final goodbyes. While we'll miss him, we are thankful that his suffering is over and cherish the time we had. The one lesson learned…let the people who you love know it. They don’t stay here forever.

Rest In Peace.

Love you, pop.