Stephen J. Ryan
July 11, 1926 – September 14, 2020
Stephen J. Ryan, 94, passed away peacefully at home with his family by his side. He was born in the Bronx, NY and lived in Port St Lucie for 30 years, coming from Wilton, CT. Stephen loved to play golf, go on long walks, and read. He cherished his family of seven children and adored his Wife, Peggy.
Survivors include his children Debby (Stanley) Kinberger, Clearwater, FL, Stephen (Marianne) Ryan, Raleigh, NC, MaryEllen (Sue Kiraly) Ryan, Rehoboth, DE, Nancy (Kent) Blosser, Port St Lucie, FL, John (Dawn) Ryan, Monroe, CT, Robert (Jay Goodrow) Ryan, Orlando, FL, Keri (Chris) DeVitto, Shelton, CT. Also survived by (14) grandchildren, 1 great grandchild and many beloved nieces and nephews.
He is preceded in death by his beloved Wife, Margaret Ann Ryan and Sisters, Marion Frosch and Anna Mascio.
Mass of Christian Burial will be held on September 21, 2020 at 10:00 am at St. Bernadette Catholic Church, 350 NW California Blvd., Port St. Lucie, FL.
Committal Service will be held on September 21, 2020 at 11:30 am at Forest Hills Memorial Park, 2001 SW Murphy Rd., Palm City, FL.
Memorial Contributions may be made to The Alzheimer’s & Parkinson’s Association of The Treasure Coast, 2244 Blossom Rd, Port St Lucie, FL 34952
Mass of Christian Burial
Monday, September 21, 2020
Monday, September 21, 2020
Stephen J. Ryan
Maureen Frosch Gonzalez
September 20, 2020
Uncle Steve always had a smile (love that smile)
The best childhood memories Where at the Ryan’s house. Uncle Steve would take use for walks in the woods up in Connecticut and those Sunday morning rides to church yeppie. What a ride . Or Pancakes at 2:00am with Uncle Steve and Uncle Jack. now that was funny When I think of him I smile and giggle thinking about all the fun and happy memories Love always!!
September 16, 2020
What can I say.Of course I am sorry for your loss. You have lost your loving Father. He was a good man and father to you all. He was a great Uncle. He taught me many life lessons. We had great laughs. Laughs that will last a lifetime. As a Kid, Life was great when we went to Uncle Steves and Aunt Peggys. It all started out in the Island (Babylon). What a great place to grow up. We all had great times. Especially when our parents started to party. I remember one pool party at your house. It was night time and Bingo! someone streaked the party. Of course it was Uncle Steve. There were others to follow, Uncle Jack (my Dad) and Tom Grainy.Life lesson! Be the first,be a leader not a follower. It was only funny the first time, then the aunts started to yell. I remember the time your Dad took Stephen and I salt water fishing for our first time. We only had one rod and reel. Your Dad showed us how to bait the hook and cast the line. This was enough to drive anyone to drink after dealing with the two of us. When it was our time Stephen and I began to argue over who would be first. Your Dad got us to calm down. He let me have my chance. I did exactly as your Dad showed us. I raised the Rod and let it fly. The entire rig snapped off and flew into the ocean. Boy was Stephen upset! There we stood on the dock with nothing left to do but go home. It was a long ride, but I was thinking how lucky I was to go first,HA! Then came great times in Wilton. We were all growing up quick. Your Dad was always the motivator. He would always tell me he was going for a run at the track in the morning. Honestly, I'll admit, I was gullible,I was half believing him. I would say OK I'll go with you. He would tell me I would have to be up early if I wanted to go. When I got up he would be drinking coffee telling me he had a great run. Maybe next time Tommy. Your Dad taught me to always have a laugh! Sorry for your loss When I think of My Uncle Steve "I Smile"
Love You Guys
Cathy (Rowe) Ferreira
September 15, 2020
Ryan Family - I am soo sorry to hear about your Dad. I remember his smile and his calm, gentle way. He was and will always be a real gem. Please know that all the Rowes here is Massachusetts are grieving with you and sending you much love, and we are sure that our Dad has saved a seat for him on some train up in heaven - just like the old days!