Mr. Joseph H. Kayati, Sr.
Funeral Information
Home:
Atco, NJ
Date of Death:
November 16, 2011
Place of Birth:
Atco, NJ
Birthdate:
May 16, 1930
Age:
81
Mass:
Tuesday, November 22, 2011 10:00 AM Christ The Redeemer Parish Assumption Church, Atco, NJ
Visitation:
Monday, November 21, 2011 7:00 PM to 9:00PM at Costantino Funeral Home, Berlin Boro, NJ; Tuesday, November 22, 2011 8:30AM TO 9:30 AM at Costantino Funeral Home, Berlin Boro, NJ
Interment:
Gate of Heaven Cemetery, Berlin, NJ
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Biography
Kayati, Sr.
Joseph H.
On November 16, 2011 of Atco, NJ. Age 81 years. Devoted father of Cynthia Kayati-Tabaei (Samuel), Joseph Kayati, Jr. (Lori) and Charles Kayati (Eliza). Former husband of Joselyn Kayati and Lisal Kayati-Roberts. Dear brother of Richard Kayati, Irene Livacz and the late Kathryn Durham, Andrew Kayati, Leonard Kayati, Paul Kayati and George Kayati. Proud grandfather of Edward Brown, Lauren Kayati, Andrew Tabaei and Katherine Tabaei. Joe was both a Marine Corps & Army Veteran who served during the Korean Conflict. He was former Waterford Twp. Police Chief and head of security for RCA in Camden before retiring in 1984. Joe was a member of the FOP Lodge 142 and Atco American Legion Post #311. Relatives and friends are invited to his viewing Monday evening 7:00-9:00PM and Tuesday morning 8:30-9:30AM at the COSTANTINO FUNERAL HOME 231 W. WHITE HORSE PIKE BERLIN, NJ 08009. Funeral Mass 10:00AM Christ the Redeemer Parish Assumption Church 318 Carl Hasselhan Dr. Atco, NJ 08004. Interment Gate of Heaven Cemetery Berlin, NJ. For additional information or to email condolences, please visit CostantinoFH.com.
In Loving Memory of
Joseph H. Kayati, Sr.
May 16, 1930
November 16, 2011
Should you go first and I remain, to walk the road alone, I'll live in memories garden dear with happy days we've known in spring I'll wait for roses red, when faded lilacs blue. In early fall when brown leaves fall, I'll catch a glimpse of you. Should you go first and I remain, for battles to be fought. Each thing you've touched along the way will be a hallowed spot. I'll hear your voice, I'll see your smile, tho blindly I may grope. The memory of your helping hand will buoy me on with hope. Should you go first and I remain, walk slowly down that long, long path, one thing I'll have you do, for soon I'll follow you. I want to know each step you take, so I may take the same. For someday down that lonely road You'll hear me call your name.
Joseph H.
On November 16, 2011 of Atco, NJ. Age 81 years. Devoted father of Cynthia Kayati-Tabaei (Samuel), Joseph Kayati, Jr. (Lori) and Charles Kayati (Eliza). Former husband of Joselyn Kayati and Lisal Kayati-Roberts. Dear brother of Richard Kayati, Irene Livacz and the late Kathryn Durham, Andrew Kayati, Leonard Kayati, Paul Kayati and George Kayati. Proud grandfather of Edward Brown, Lauren Kayati, Andrew Tabaei and Katherine Tabaei. Joe was both a Marine Corps & Army Veteran who served during the Korean Conflict. He was former Waterford Twp. Police Chief and head of security for RCA in Camden before retiring in 1984. Joe was a member of the FOP Lodge 142 and Atco American Legion Post #311. Relatives and friends are invited to his viewing Monday evening 7:00-9:00PM and Tuesday morning 8:30-9:30AM at the COSTANTINO FUNERAL HOME 231 W. WHITE HORSE PIKE BERLIN, NJ 08009. Funeral Mass 10:00AM Christ the Redeemer Parish Assumption Church 318 Carl Hasselhan Dr. Atco, NJ 08004. Interment Gate of Heaven Cemetery Berlin, NJ. For additional information or to email condolences, please visit CostantinoFH.com.
In Loving Memory of
Joseph H. Kayati, Sr.
May 16, 1930
November 16, 2011
Should you go first and I remain, to walk the road alone, I'll live in memories garden dear with happy days we've known in spring I'll wait for roses red, when faded lilacs blue. In early fall when brown leaves fall, I'll catch a glimpse of you. Should you go first and I remain, for battles to be fought. Each thing you've touched along the way will be a hallowed spot. I'll hear your voice, I'll see your smile, tho blindly I may grope. The memory of your helping hand will buoy me on with hope. Should you go first and I remain, walk slowly down that long, long path, one thing I'll have you do, for soon I'll follow you. I want to know each step you take, so I may take the same. For someday down that lonely road You'll hear me call your name.
