Jeffrey N. Shapes
October 3, 1949 – October 4, 2020
Jeffrey Shapes, 71, passed away peacefully on October 4, 2020, with his children by his side. He was born on October 3,1949 in Brooklyn, NY, to Leo Shapes and Fanny Migdal and spent his childhood surrounded by a large and loving extended family. He graduated from Brooklyn College and began his career as a copy boy for the New York Daily News. He then moved to the paper's sports section as a writer and reporter, where he covered local high school and college athletes.
Later in his career, he worked as a public relations executive for multiple sports marketing firms, which allowed him to attend high-profile events such as many Super Bowls and the 1996 Summer Olympics in Atlanta.
Jeff also enjoyed attending sporting events for leisure and rooted for all New York sports teams, with his favorite sports memory having been at Madison Square Garden for the famous "Willis Reed" game when the Knicks beat the Lakers in the 1970 NBA Finals. He also loved reading biographies and periodicals and was an avid fan of crossword puzzles and the film industry.
An active member of Temple Beth El congregation in Stamford, CT., he enjoyed attending services, concerts and other events as part of the Jewish community. He will be remembered for his wonderful sense of humor and care for those around him and will be deeply missed by all.
Jeff is survived by his adoring children Joanna Zaner and Lee Shapes, their mother Madelyne Kirch, his girlfriend Ronnie Boriskin, his son-in-law Mark Zaner, his sister- and brother-in-law Lisa and Mark Levine, his niece and nephew Rebecca and Justin Levine and his many cousins, who were like siblings to him.
In lieu of flowers, donations can be made in Jeff's memory to St. Jude Children's Research Hospital. https://www.stjude.org/donate/donate-to-st-jude.html
- St. Jude Children's Research Hospital
Tuesday, October 6, 2020
Jeffrey N. Shapes
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October 10, 2020
Words cannot express the great sense of loss of my beloved cousin Jeffrey. I remember his parents very well especially my aunt Fanny and of course uncle Leo, who had the misfortune of being a survivor of the Holocaust. Uncle Leo visited my family days before he was permanently hospitalised after a brain operation. This resulted in a very tough upbringing for Jeffrey as a young child basically growing up without a father at home. We visited Fanny and Jeffrey as often as we could and there were numerous times Jeffrey would sleep over at our apartment in Jackson Heights. I believe that Jeffreys’ first baseball experiences were when my dad Sol would take him with us to Ebbets Field to see the Brooklyn Dodgers. This tradition carried on when Jeffrey took my dad to the 1973 World Series at Shea Stadium. Jeff and I would see many events together and we both loved basketball. Our love of sports carried on even when I moved to Australia in 1975. He was genuinely interested in what was happening in my adopted country and one of my biggest regrets is that he never had a chance to visit us here in Melbourne. He always had a guest room ready for my family when we visited New York and he was a great host. I remember so many beautiful times with Jeffrey and his family. My wife Anne and my daughter Joan would also like to send their loving thoughts to Jeffreys’ children and his family. Farewell beautiful cousin.
October 8, 2020
I have very fond memories of Jeffrey when I was growing up. My family and I would visit Jeffrey when he lived in the east new York section of Brooklyn and then after moving to midwood street in east flatbush Brooklyn. We used to go to his house to visit and my father Morris Migdal who was Jeffrey's uncle and a barber by trade would give him and his mother fanny haircuts. Aunt fanny would always make us feel welcome by offering us candy that she kept in a glass dish by the coffee table. Jeffrey was always very friendly, cordial and interesting to talk to about any topic. He had a great humor about things and would always ask how other people in my family were doing. Jeffrey was a great person and a caring human being and will be sorely missed. Rest in peace cousin Jeffrey.
Michelle D. Wilson
October 8, 2020
I had the honor of working with Jeff during the launch of the original XFL back in 2000. He was a true professional, even under all the pressure. I remember him most for his awesome sense of humor and his ability to find the positive story in any situation. I ran into Jeff back in February, and it was a wonderful surprise to see him again. Still funny and as interesting as ever. Rest in peace Jeff. ❤️
October 5, 2020
Man am I going to miss my Cousin Jeff. The weekly phone calls, the daily and nightly texts. Our non stop conversation about sports and music, his quick wit and incredible sense of humor. He had all the qualities that reminded me of my Dad that I hold so close in my heart. When my Dad passed away my Cousin Jeff made it a point to check in regularly. This went on for 23 years. Whether it was trying to pull the Ocean Avenue sign down in Asbury Park on our way to Atlantic City or going to see
Bruce Springsteen together multiple times, the countless sporting events and the family simchas you knew one thing was for certain, it was going to be fun! The bond we forged was strengthened by our love for my Dad. Cousin Jeff would always show me a picture he kept in his wallet. It was my Dad’s senior high picture. My Dad loved his Cousin Jeff and he loved my Dad. Cousin Jeff was a family man through and through. He loved his kids and extended family and we all knew it. Joanna, Lee, the only thing your Dad liked talking about more than sports was what you guys had going on. He was so proud of you both. Man, I’m going to miss my Cousin Jeff but I am smiling thinking about my Dad and him in heaven.
October 5, 2020
When I came to the US, Jeff being a few months older; me just hitting 12 and Jeff almost 13 years old he became my guide, my friend, and almost like an older brother, one that neither of us ever had. I didn’t, at the time, speak English, so we would converse in Yiddish. Right after both of our Bar Mitzvahs, we decided that we needed to bulk up, to be stronger as well as develop some muscles. Since neither one of us had any money, we pooled our resources, went to the Time Square Store on Linden Boulevard and we SHARED a set of weights. The problem that we had from the very beginning was that we had no way to get them home and they were way too heavy to even carry. Boy did we catch hell from Aunt Fanny as well as my mother. We laughed about until recently. Rest well my cousin, my friend. I will miss you, Aldo