Birth date: Jul 21, 1971 Death date: Feb 13, 2026
Paul J. DeCaprio, 54, of Fairview Park, Ohio, passed away on February 13, 2026, leaving behind a legacy of laughter, adventure, and a spirit. Born in Cleveland, Ohio, Paul was the cherished son of Kathleen Fleming (née Finding) an Read Obituary
Playing as kids at grandma and grandpa’s. Chasing the rabbits with salt shakers because they told us if we put salt on their tails we could catch them. May his soul and all the souls of the faithfully departed rest in peace and may perpetual light shine upon him.🙏
Teresa Ann
There are so many things I could write about my uncle, so many things I could say. Every sunday him and grammy would take me to breakfast at tweety's and he would give me a quarter for the gumball machine, or let me keep the change. On Halloween he would get dressed up and take me trick or treating even thought he couldn't see very well. Every year he came to my dance recital with flowers, god how I'll miss those. Me and grammy used to make chocolate pudding for him, id check it every 10 seconds to see if it was done or not, until finally we got to eat it together. When i was 7 he taught me to play the flute, with his old flute, teaching me each note, and listening intently while i tried and practiced, a memory i will hold dear. Then, when I was little, he brought home who would be my uncle Jim, I still remember the first day, I was little, I belive somewhere around 6 years old, and I walked out of my room to see my uncle pj, sitting with a strange man on his couch. I was confused, but was happy to meet a new person. Little did I know that this person would become my uncle Jim, and love my uncle so much, but not more than I do of course, idk that anyone loves my uncle as much as I do. There are not words on this planet to describe how much I love my uncle. Another time, i remember in first or second grade, I was told he was having a surgery. I knew enough to know this was a big big deal, they had to take a piece of something out of my uncle's brain. I was terrified! I went to school, worried all day on my trip to the zoo, cried probably about a dozen times. But after school I got to see him. You see, I knew that where he was having a part taken out was near where his memory was. And I was absolutely convinced they would cut wrong and bye bye Gwen. But, I got there, and had him tell me my name about 100 times to make sure, and told him how much I love him. I remember, on February 12th, telling my uncle, for the last time that I love him, weither he hurd me or not, I'll never know. But I do know one thing, and that is that I love my uncle more than anything, and that I will miss him terribly every single day that he isn't here to turn on the music, and help me walk my troubles away.
