Birth date: Dec 16, 1963 Death date: Mar 27, 2026
Juan Fernandez, 62 years of age, passed away on March 27th, 2026. Born on December 16th,1963 in Brooklyn, NY. He was a dedicated husband, celebrating 41 years of marriage with his beloved wife, Mercy. Together, they built a life f Read Obituary
A great man who was always there to help during the years we worked together so very long ago. Even from far away we managed to stay in touch. Raquel and I will greatly miss him.
He endured so much pain in his final days. Rest in peace dear friend. Until we meet again.
A poem that Juan kept in his phone years ago when he was 55.
I’m sorry, there’s no silver bullet I hear the doctor say, You’ll just slowly get sicker and waste a little more every day.
I cry a thousand tears
But none that you will see
I’ve always faced my fears
For you I’ll continue to be strong
You’ll spend the latter of your life in a wheelchair, Pfft, I say, no not me, that’s just not fair I cry another thousand tears But none that you will see I’ve always faced my fears For you I’ll continue to go on
The doctor says you’ll fall a lot
Pfft, no way not me.... I’ll be careful, I’m young and vibrant, I give life all I’ve got But damn these knees, down I go, time and time again Sometimes now you see me cry, because I can’t deny I’m racing against the inevitable But for every tear you see fall, a thousand more are pouring down inside.
This season of my life I’d looked forward to so much Grandbabies fill our home and every corner of my heart Did I think my heart could possibly break anymore from this wretched disease?
No not in a million years was I prepared for that.
Babies come and I can only hold them for the briefest of time, Inside a thousand tears fall, why me?
I want to throw them in the air,
build sandcastles at the beach
But they can’t even be left alone in my care I cry a thousand tears But none that you will see I’ve always faced my fears
As bit by bit my body lets me down
I only admit to it, when I fear I might drown. I’ve lost the person I used to be, and as hard as I try, I don’t like the new me. I cry a thousand tears, but none that you will see I’ve always faced my fears.
Then I see someone more unfortunate than me, I look at all my blessings and feel guilty, for I am indeed lucky. I ask you for your help and sometimes you snap at me, I know you’re busy with your own life and not meant to be looking after me.
I hate to feel like a burden, when I used to be so capable and fun.
I cry a thousand tears
But none that you will see
I’ve always faced my fears
Fatigue is my greatest enemy,
I’m the opposite of the old me,
I’m only 55 now, I can’t comprehend the last years ahead with even further deterioration.
I silently scream inside, this can’t be real, this can’t be true.
I cry a thousand tears
But none that you will see
I’ve always faced my fears
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The most important man in my life; my hero and Godfather Juan has gone to join our Lord in heaven. To me, my uncle Juan was SUPERMAN!! He was always there for me throughout my entire life. He had the Biggest Heart I’ve ever known. As a man, he was my greatest role model as a husband, father, and uncle. I inspired to be just like him. The way he adored Mercy, and the way he was so proud of Stephanie is the bar he set for me and how I lead my life as a husband and father. He was an inspiration to so many. I will always Remember you Juan and how much you meant to my life. I Miss you so much my dear Uncle. Heaven has just welcomed a Giant Angel!!
Juan was always there through high school at Mater Christi(1977-1981). He was a loyal friend and very mature for his age. He was like an older brother. I'm glad he was in a good marriage with Mercy for almost 42 years and had a beautiful and loving daughter, Stephanie. Here's how I remember Juan from 1981. Juan always said he peaked socially in High School, because he met the love of his life. When Stephanie was born he told me he couldn't describe the tremendous love he felt. He said you have to experience it to believe it. I did experiencde it later on when my daughter was born in 2003. He was right! RIP Juan until we meet again bro!!
It is with a heavy heart that I share this, the passing of my dear friend of 40 years, a man whose presence shaped so much of the lives of those who knew him.
For four decades, we shared not only friendship but a bond built on trust, laughter, and countless memories. At one time, we were business partners, navigating challenges and successes side by side. He had a remarkable mind—numbers and spreadsheets seemed to come alive in his hands—and yet what I will remember most was not his talent, but his spirit. Even in the most serious moments, we found ways to laugh. I’ll never forget that, somehow, I was able to make him laugh at a funeral—that was who we were together.
He was a devoted father, the kind every child deserves, and I am honored beyond words to be his daughter’s godfather. The love he had for his family was constant, visible, and unwavering. In my eyes, he was the definition of a perfect husband—steady, caring, and deeply committed.
Cancer may have taken him from us, but it never diminished who he was. He faced his battle with quiet strength and dignity, the same way he lived his life.
I will miss our conversations, our shared history, and the easy laughter that defined our friendship. But more than anything, I will carry forward the example he set—as a father, a husband, a partner, and a friend.
He was one of a kind, and the world is better for having had him in it.
Rest easy, my brother. You will never be forgotten.
I had the privilege of knowing Juan since 1985 through his wife, Mercy. He has been a rock of an individual in his lifetime, in spite of the many challenges. He has been an exemplary husband, father and friend. He always had kind words whenever we interacted. He will be missed. And, until we meet again, I ask for his prayers as I am praying for him. God bless, Juan! May the Lord welcome you home!
My fondest memory of Juan is how present and involved he was throughout my childhood. Stephanie and I both played sports at St. Brendan, and Juan was always there—at practices, games, and every event—making sure everyone was having a great time. He treated everyone with genuine kindness and respect, creating memories that will stay with us forever.
Over the years, no matter how much time passed, Juan never lost his gift with words or his warmth. He will be deeply missed.
