Anthony Torres, Sr.
June 25, 1960 - April 29, 2025

In Loving Memory of Anthony Torres Sr.

It is with heavy hearts that we announce the passing of Anthony Torres Sr., a beloved husband, father, grandfather, brother, uncle, and friend. Anthony departed this life leaving behind a legacy of love, laughter, and unwavering faith.

A proud Veteran in the National Guard and Brooklynite, Anthony served his country and community with honor and dedication. Beyond his service, he was a pillar of strength and warmth to all who knew him. His deep Christian faith guided his life, and his love for God shone brightly through his kindness, generosity, and the joy he brought to others.

Anthony had an extraordinary gift for making people smile and laugh. His infectious spirit and heartfelt laughter touched the lives of many, creating cherished memories that will be held dear by family and friends alike.

He is survived by his loving family, Carmen Hernandez-Torres, Anthony Torres Jr., Nicholas Luis Torres, Christopher Ray Torres, Adrianna Elise Torres, Evelyn Rose Torres and Ruby Quinn Torres, who will forever carry his memory in their hearts. His life was a testament to the power of faith, love, and friendship.

Anthony was a 9th degree black belt and loved Karate. He had been part of Kar-Do-Jitsu Ryu throughout his teen age years. This was something that shaped his entire life. Even after many surgeries, you couldn't get that man off the mat. He loved to be underestimated, because he would show you in a couple minutes why you should never assume based off looks— and with a smile on his face.

This went hand in hand with his love for God. He was an ordained minister and enjoyed prison ministry. Anthony's testimony roots in struggle. But he turned that struggle and pain into love and spreading the gospel. He would tell us stories of his prison ministry and how much he loved it. They used to play the song "Shackles" by Mary Mary, and it would get everyone going and light up the room. Even years after, when some of the former prisoners' sentences would be over and bump into Anthony, they would stop and be filled with excitement. Not only did he just do prison ministry, but he also served the Lord by playing the congas. He played those congas like no one else. He would say "I don't really know what I'm doing, but the Lord is guiding me and I'm having fun with it". He lived his life so positively, letting no one but the Lord dictate his next move.

Though he is no longer with us, Anthony's spirit will continue to inspire and uplift all who were blessed to know him. May he rest in eternal peace, embraced by the grace of God he so devotedly loved.

And as he would say, "don't be sad but rejoice because this is my neighborhood!"

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"A great soul serves everyone all the time. A great soul never dies. It brings us together again and again." - Maya Angelou

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