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In Memory

Cliff Steele - Class of 1969

Clfford Steele

Cliff Steele, PHS Class of 1969

Survived by sister, Pamela Steele, of Paramus, NJ. More information will be posted as available.


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08/26/22 12:44 PM #1    

Patricia Sette (1969)

I did not know Cliff very well, but I do have one amusing memory of him.  In some class or other (Mr. Piazza's?) we were required to give skits to which other classes were invited. I can't remember the point of this, and the skits were pretty awful, but Cliff, though initially feigning great indifference to the project -  in keeping with his bad boy image - ended up being an imaginative and friendly member of our committee. He devised a role for himself that entailed bringing his motorcycle into the classroom on the main floor which we were using for our "show." It was pretty alarming when Cliff actually started it up, momentarily filling the classroom with exhaust - all the more so since the room was windowless! The teacher made sure that our subsequent performances did not allow this particular working demonstration of the combustion engine. That's the kind of pistol Cliff was. I remember he loved girls, and with his good looks, I am sure he turned more than one pretty head.

08/27/22 12:51 PM #2    

Barbara LoPresti (Ciannella) (1969)

I remember one story about Cliff that still makes me smile. He and I went to RidgeRanch Elementary together, and he was always making sure that his hair was perfect, even in 5th grade. One day he came to school with a huge tube of Brycreem in his back pocket, which he had forgotten about when he sat down at his desk. It squirted all over him and the kid in the desk behind him. Cliff never lived it down - hysterical. Not for nothing, I loved his perfect hair.


09/06/22 03:42 PM #3    

Ronald Deirmenjian (1969)

  Cliff was the first kid I met when I moved to Paramus in the Summer of 1957. We remained friendly from our Ridge Ranch days through High School. He introduced me to the locals and I became a baseball regular at Ridge Ranch. When it came to choosing sides, Cliff was always one of the captains. As competitive as he was, he always found a way to pick some of the weaker players and made them feel special. This I believe was one of his great qualities

   I remember him fondly

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