Jeffrey Schaefer

I was saddened to learn of Jeff's passing. Jeff was probably my best friend in the 50's along with Arnie Malen, Larry Kranes and Marty Brown. I haven't seen Jeff for many years. I knew Jeff from grade school and we went to PS 118 in the Bronx together. I was from Hughes Ave but hung out on Monterey with all ours friends. We played every kind of Bronx ball you can play. I have fond memories of our time together. My heartfelt condolences to Gail and his family.Joe Cuomo

I was saddened to hear of Jeff's passing. I have fond memories of our time together at Stuyvesant and CCNY. Gail, I remember you from Parkchester even before you met Jeff. Jane and I wish you no more sorrows, just think of .the good memories. Ken Sussman

I wrote earlier about Cousin Jeff and then I saw my two cousins , Eleanor and Karen write about their memories. Boxing and racing. Wondering if Karen got knocked down after one punch. And I remember Eleanor and those braids. Jeff sure sounded like a lot of fun. I was the youngest so no playing but I remember Jeff throwing that ball. Glad I was on sideline when he was throwing it.

My deepest condolences to whole Schaefer family. Jeffrey made everyone of us so proud of his accomplishments. He gained the respect of everyone who knew him, he will be missed. I remember so many things about growing up in the Bronx for over twelve years, living across the street from my cousins, Morty and Jeffrey. Being a girl in those days kind of limited me as to how I played and the toys I played with. Jeff and Morty, on the other hand were very sports minded. I remember Jeff outside always playing one kind of ball game or another, against the building, on the corner, or just throwing that Spaulding into the air, seeing if the next throw could go higher than the previous one.One day I was at their apartment, I must have been around eight years old, making Jeff 11. There was a large box of toys the floor in the foyer, and I was looking in it. Jeff reached into the box and took out a pair of boxing gloves, put them on my hands, put on his own, held up my hands and said,"fight," and we did. Fond memories from Cousin Karen (aka as per Jeff, Klaindalah.)

Uncle Jeff – I will always remember how sweet and kind you always were. Memories of spending holidays with you are some of the best I have. "Feeling the cheek" will always be special as will singing Dayenu as loud as possible at Passover. To my Aunt Gail, and cousins Meryl, Traci and Todd – I love you all so much!

My cousin Jeffrey was my math tutor when we were much younger. He knew his stuff, but I didnâ??t, and he helped me to learn it. Jeff was very active, as most of us were, in our days growing up in the Bronx. Races would be organized to see who could run the fastest on that wide Monterey Avenue sidewalk, starting at the candy store and up to the red brick courtyard building. I ran pretty fast and usually won, except for those times when Jeff would grab one of my braids and pull me back so that heâ??d win instead. Where has the time gone? Iâ??ll miss my cousin; he was a special person. My heartfelt condolences to Gail, their children and grandchildren.