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Arthur P. Colatrella

Newark, New Jersey

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Arthur P. Colatrella, born on March 23, 1953, passed away on Sept. 2, 2011, at age 58. "Artie" (to all who knew him) was born in Newark, N.J. He grew up in Fairfield, N.J., and was a graduate of the West Essex High School, Class of 1970. He majored in English at Lea College. He was a resident of...

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I wish we could have spent more time together Uncle Artie. You are truly missed, keep making beautiful music up there. I love you so much <3

Although we only met a few times - you left a lasting impression. "You know where you get the best chenille don't you?" I will think of you every time I see chenille, and will always ask where it came from! My deepest synmpathies to the entire Colatrella family.
RIP Artie

the past few days I have been remembering, as a member of the WE marching band, all the football games I attended and watched Artie play - screaming for him as his little legs carried him quickly down the field for another touchdown. I have been feeling deeply for our loss as a class since we all connected with one another and Artie over the past year. In my heart and mind I keep seeing Artie in his football uniform and that grin on his face as we cheered him on. Love you Artie – so glad...

I was so sorry to hear of your Passing. I still remember sitting in your house in fairfield and you were so excited by a new singer songwriter you had found...Elton John. Even then you knew what was good and right. Goodbye "Ahtie" rest well.

The day you walked into my house and sat at the dining room table with my family, was the day I knew we would be forever friends...not good-bye from your forever friend...Lori R. xoxo

Artie,
Rest in peace. Pain no more.. Fair thee well xo
Costa Family

Artie captured all of our hearts this past year. One of his writing stands out for me:

I bow to all before me
You all know who you are
You've all given love its mercy
For these words won't travel far.

They'll stand the mark of time
They'll paint the colors true
I'll think of one and all
When the one and all is you......

To my brother rest without pain. Say hi to Bush. The Yankees haven't lost since you passed. Love you, Michael

it was way to Soon
My thoughts and prayers are with you Rest In Peace Sweet Poet