Stephen Scaringi

Stephen Charles Scaringi of East Las Vegas died suddenly in the early morning hours of February 25th, 2021 with his wife & daughter with him.

Born February 5, 1970 to father Charles Scaringi Jr & Mother Ann Scaringi (nee McKinley) is survived by his Wife of 21 years Colleen (nee LaValley), Daughters Therealee Bathrick (of Raleigh NC), Berilyn Pough (of Las Vegas NV), Son Bryan Pough Jr (of Ravena NY), & grandsons Nathan Pough (of Clarks Summit PA) & Silas McKinney(of Raleigh NC).

Colleen and Steve meet in 2000 & had an instant connection. Colleen was a single mother of three children & Steve was a young bachelor. After this first date, Steve insisted on meeting the kids & took them all snow tubing at Montage Mountain in North East Pennsylvania, where everyone just clicked. While Steve was not the biological father of his three stepchildren, he never considered or called them anything than what they were, his children. Memories of him are recounted by his wife & children:

Colleen; Steve came to me riding the tails of a blizzard 21 years ago. He was truly the calm after the storm. A handsome italian man with olive oil skin and a simple curl of hair that would melt any iceburg. He brought a calm relaxed presence to our chaotic lives that we all needed. He gave proof that anything could be fixed by simply sticking together. Steve was always there while we were stressing over a problem, quietly thinking of a solution. He showed that not every situation demanded a quick resolution, some required more thought and he was always right. Steve took on the responsibility of three children like he'd been practicing for it his whole life. There didn't seem to be a time when he wasn't there for each of them. As a grandfather Steve stepped up and showed once again that he had natural parental skills.  He was a natural father and grandfather, he loved them equally. During our 21 years together he was the one constant I could count on. Never abandoning his love for me and our family that we nurtured together. His passing is met with shock and heartbreak. Steve will be missed dearly and his love will always be thought of. Steve was my best friend. Steve was my husband.

Berilyn; Steve was a missing piece of our family. While my father was still involved with our lives, Steve was just another additional father in my life. I can vividly recall all the silly things he’d do to fit in with us kids like begrudgingly letting me do makeovers to him while he worked on the computer. Faking being sick to get out of school & him offering his magic cure of orange juice every time & not telling mom when he found out we were faking. Nearly flipping over handle bars of scooters trying to impress us with tricks, Black Friday shopping every year & me falling in the middle of the store for a shopvac to only hear “BER! DO THAT AGAIN SO I CAN RECORD IT!” which was just his way of asking if i was okay. To simple coffee runs to Dunkin or Dutch Bros. He never once complained about attending any school function like all my chorus concerts & clapped as if our off pitch singing was the best thing he’s heard. Steve was there when I needed him most, when my biological father passed away from cancer in 2019. He never once treated us like we couldn’t come to him for anything. The shock of his death will be something that will forever define moments in my life & I’ll miss having another one of my dads.

Therealee; Steve arrived in our lives at a wild time. Steve was the calm that our family needed. He came into the picture knowing there were three TEENS involved. He also was able to handle and partake in the constant shenanigans we got involved in. He loved my mom without hesitation and he fit in perfectly. Over the years we had our special things like he was constantly fixing my car and I’d just hang in the garage keeping him company as payment. We also had our scheduled basement haircuts where he’d teach me something about computers or phones. He always made duck lips when contemplating and it was a running joke among all of us but it was endearing. My favorite was our Black Friday shopping together and breakfast afterwards. I’ll also never be able to forget the sound of his alarm blaring for too long and him not hearing it. He always showed unconditional love for all of us and losing him has taken a piece of me. Steve, I hope I can make you proud and that you please watch over my son. You are the best dad and I love you.

Bryan; My best memories of Steve are the late night food runs listening to music, asking him questions on how I was supposed to handle things I was dealing with and his answer was always the same. He'd tell me that one day I'd have a family of my own and the things I was dealing with would shape me into being a better person for that family, how the mundane chores of cutting the grass or fixing the car all had a greater sense of fulfillment to them when you were doing it for the people you love. Steve got put into a hectic situation with a house full of teenagers and he took it in stride. He encouraged us, he supported us for a majority of our teen years and then some.  He loved us.  I got to see Steve be a grandparent for the first time and was able to see just how much capacity he had for love. The patience and understanding from a man that never had to stay is the greatest gift Steve gave me and I'll forever be thankful to him for loving me. I think on those late night food runs. He was telling me in his own words how much he loved us and at the end of the day his family was worth every up & down. I love you Steve & you’ll always be my dad.