Rolando Ruesta

Rolando Ruesta, a cherished husband, caring father, and generous friend, passed

away on February 7th, 2024, at the age of 66, leaving behind a community of

loved ones who will forever hold him in their hearts.

Born on January 24, 1958, in Sullana, Peru, Rolando was the son of the late Juan

Emilio Ruesta and Santos Angelica Curay, and the second youngest of his siblings.

In March of 1977, he immigrated to the United States with his parents and a

younger sister, where they settled in Paterson, NJ. On January 13th, 1984, he

married his wife, Marla Martinez-Ruesta, and together they raised their children,

Joshua and Tara Ruesta.

For over 30 years, Rolando dedicated himself to his work as a machine foreman

for Mauser Packaging Solutions in Trenton, N.J., demonstrating dedication and

tenacity in all that he did. Outside of work, he found his greatest joy in spending

time with his family, relishing Peruvian cuisine, playing soccer, and sharing his

love for swimming. In addition, he had a passion for lively activities, including

dancing and watching action and horror films, with Superman standing out as one

of his favorites.

Rolando's warmth and compassion touched the lives of many, leaving an indelible

mark on all who knew him. He is survived by his wife, Marla, his children, Joshua

and Tara, and a host of loving relatives and friends whose lives were enriched by

his presence. Rolando will always be remembered for his bold spirit, generous

heart, and the enduring impact he had on all those around him.

May his spirit live on in the cherished memories of those who held him dear.

Visitation will be held at the Union Funeral Home, Lytwyn & Grillo, 1600

Stuyvesant Avenue, Union, NJ on Sunday February 11 th from 2:00 to 6:00 p.m.

There will be a Funeral Mass in Saint Michael Church, 1212 Kelly Street, Union, NJ

on Monday February 12 th at 10:15 a.m. Entombment to follow in Calvary

Cemetery, 58 McLean Boulevard, Paterson, NJ.

A Fallen Limb

A limb has fallen from the family tree.

I keep hearing a voice that says, “Grieve not for me.

Remember the best times, the laughter, the song.

The good life I lived while I was strong.

Continue my heritage, I’m counting on you.

Keep smiling and surely the sun will shine through.

My mind is at ease, my soul is at rest.

Remembering all, how I truly was blessed.

Continue traditions, no matter how small.

Go on with your life, don’t worry about falls.

I miss you all dearly, so keep up your chin.

Until the day comes we’re together again.”

– Author Unknown