Simply Put... I Love You.

Dearest Arthur, Today if you and I were able to talk, the conversation would be like so many other enlightening ones we have had over the years. I would bid you a fond farewell and let you know how much I shall miss our friendship and love of seeing things grow. By now you must be happily united with Helen and all your other love ones that have previously departed. I feel confident that at this time you truly are in a better place. Whenever I garden, admire a flower or are in awe of nature, I will remember you fondly. I wish you a wonderful journey and heaven will be a better place graced by your presence. Until we meet again, I remain your friend, Elizabeth Cooper

Dear Helen and The Twins, While reading over the other memories of your father, I have come to realize that we are reliving your parents lives. Going to Red Sox games, bicycling and walking all over town. It's all the same. What a wonderful example your folks have been for you. They say you don't appreciate something until it's gone but I know that's not the case with you. The care you have shown Arthur, especially in recent times when he needed you most shows you understood and appreciated all that he and Helen did for you. You can be comforted in that knowledge. Bob and Chris Najarian

Helen, Thoughts and prayers are with you... Love, All your Tennis buddies

Steve, Artie and Helen, Please accept my sympathies at the loss of your dad. I know it’s hard I lost my dad this year but your memories of the good times help. My prayers and thoughts are with you. Love, Pam Brown

To all of the Najarian family ! We are sorry for your loss. Mr Najarian was such a great man ! it was always nice to see the Najarian's walking around Rockland . What a couple ! They are together again for eternity ! May peace and love comfort you during this time. With Love and Deepest Sympathy, Mike & Joanne Molloy

I was always amazed by Mr. Najarian's dedication to keeping fit.. He was way ahead of the fitness wana be's. I marvaled at seeing him walking miles from home all over Rockland and the surrounding area's (and he wasn't delivering mail) . He was an inspiration. No wonder Artie and Steve ran cross country. My thoughts and prayers are with you. Paul

Probably the second time I met Arthur was at Artie and Theresa's wedding in June of 1994. Here was this guy practically 80 years old approaching me at the head table in a tuxedo looking a lot more like a 60 year old. I was honored to be chosen as an usher in the wedding and so my part in the reception was to say Grace. When I was handed the microphone I decided to ham it up a bit and I did a quick bit of my Elvis Presley impression. That was the point at which Arthur came and asked me if I could do any more of that for real with the band backing me up. I remember responding to him that normally I wouldn't consider it but for him ,"no problem". Bolstered by his confidence I went up there in front of all my relatives and a large group of strangers and I did my best Heartbreak Hotel I'd ever done. Ever after that Arthur and I were fast friends. Although we didn't have too many occasions to meet each time was special. You'll be missed, Arthur. Say hi to my Dad.

Dear Arty, Steve and Helen, How we will miss your father as a friend and neighbor! He was always interested and interesting. I learned a lot from him about the care of one's yard and house and we still have four trees on our property that he grew for us. It was a wonderful experience to talk with him about the various flowers, trees and bushes in the neighborhood. I have this fear that without his guidance my yard will never improve. What a treat to live on the same block with your parents. I remember them stopping by on foot, bike and car. Once your mother was out on her own passing by and said that she had let your father take a nap because he was slightly older then she and then gave away their ages. It is something to aspire to - to be able to enjoy the earth and outdoors as much as they did. We will miss him but everytime I look at a tree in the neighborhood I will remember his stories of how it got there and why he planted it. Molly and Frank Schnabel

In this season of blessings and miracles and peace, our prayers and thoughts are with you and our whole large extended family. Sorry we are unable to join you in person, but we send you all loving and light. Uncle Arthor looks just like Albert Papa - and just as I remember him - those wonderful family reunions of all the brothers and sisters, and children and grand-children. Even though I was just a baby, now my husband and I have 3 young children of our own. And thus the circle of light and life moving forward with time. Much Love, Light, Peace, and Blessings to us all. Sina Lucia Skates (daughter of Tom Najarian) & Family

Dear Cousins Artie, Steve and Helen, We miss Uncle Arthur and Aunt Helen very much but take some comfort in knowing they are together again. Uncle Arthur and Albert Papa were like twins to me -- as a child, going to "Najarian reuinions" and seeing Uncle Arthur was always like seeing another version of papa. You are in our hearts always Nova (Najarian) Silver and Jeff Silver

Dear Helen, Arthur and Steve, Please accept our sympathies at the loss of your father, a great man. I have so many happy memories of him. His loss reminds me of the loss of my father and the rest of his family over the years; but more than that, memories of growing up in Rockland with such a supportive family always warm my heart. He always had a smile on his face. When I visited John (and often grandma) at the top of Pacific St at the cleaners, Arthur was often there as well. We all thought that he would never get married, but he met the perfect person in Helen, and they had a great and long life together. We hope the same for all of you. Love, Cousin Tom and Sue

Dear Helen and Family, It is with great fondness that I remember your Dad. Your father was our "mailman" from the day we moved to Rockland in 1967 until he retired. I'll never forget badgering your poor father every afternoon as I was waiting for the results of my nursing state board exam. The poor man! I'd wait every afternoon in early September because I knew my classmates had heard, or were in the process of getting their results. He'd meet me at the door every day saying, not today, but I'm sure it will be tomorrow. When the happy day finally arrived, I'm sure he was as relieved as I was. He was such a nice man. Thank you for sharing him with so many for so long. I have wonderful memories of he and your Mom walking virtually EVERYWHERE. They were certainly a town staple for as long as I can remember whatever the weather they were out enjoying their walk. Please accept my deepest condolences to you, your brothers and entire family. Fondly, Kathy Botelho Kawa