Steven Goldfarb's Obituary
Steven Goldfarb, 77, of Delray Beach, Florida, passed away peacefully on Wednesday, July 15, 2026.
Born on March 28, 1949, Steve spent his childhood between the Bronx and Queens, NY before eventually raising his family on Long Island. In retirement, he made Delray Beach his home and continued living life with the same energy and strong will that defined him.
Steve was preceded in death by his beloved parents, Helen and Harold, whom we know welcomed him home with open arms.
He is survived by his former wife, friend, and mother of his children, Barbara; his devoted daughters, Jenna and Ilyssa; his cherished grandchildren, Evan and Ruby; his son-in-law, Krzysztof; his brother, Larry (Darlene); his sister, Michelle; Aunt Edie; and many beloved nieces, nephews, cousins, and friends.
Steve was one of a kind. Silly, stubborn, generous, loyal, and full of opinions. A math wiz who could solve problems in his head before anyone could reach for their calculator. Known to refer to all as "kiddo," partly because it was affectionate and partly because it saved him from mixing up names, his family will forever smile remembering him calling them "Miss Lys," "Jennybell," and "Barbie."
He was dependable, generous, and the person you called for advice about cars, directions, finances, or just to shoot the breeze. He always answered, and he always showed up.
A proud New Yorker through and through, Steve was devoted to his Yankees from Opening Day—often falling on his birthday—through the final out of the season. He loved live music, TV & movies, bowling, golf, shooting hoops, collecting coins, records, and an ever-growing shoe collection. He loved being around people, becoming a staple downtown at the Tin Roof’s Motown Mondays, where they always reserved space in front of the stage for his wheelchair.
Steve served honorably in the United States Army during the Vietnam War, including service overseas. He never shied away from political conversation and defended the values he believed made the country better. In later years, he became more involved in the veteran community and was grateful for the support of his dedicated VA home care team and his private aides.
Perhaps Steve's greatest lesson came during the final eight years of his life. As a progressive disease took away his mobility and ultimately left him paralyzed, it never took away his spirit. He faced unimaginable challenges with humor and resilience. As he liked to say, "Life's what it is," or, regardless of whether it made sense in context, "That's life in the big city!"
Steve taught us that life is meant to be lived. Though we can't imagine it without him, we'll carry that lesson with us every day. He was deeply loved, and he will be profoundly missed.
A service will be held at 1:00 p.m. on Tuesday, July 21, 2026, at South Florida National Cemetery in Wellington, Florida, Please arrive in Lane # 3.
A Celebration of Life will follow.
In lieu of flowers, those wishing to honor Steve's memory are encouraged to make a donation to Paralyzed Veterans of America: https://pva.org/
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