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June 11, 2026
Arpad "Al" Seres, affectionately known to many as "Monkey Boy," passed away peacefully on Thursday evening following years of health challenges that began after a New Jersey Transit bus accident twelve years ago.
Born in Budapest, Hungary, Al immigrated to the United States in 1985 and proudly became a permanent citizen shortly thereafter. After spending time in upstate New York, he eventually settled in Wayne, New Jersey, where he established himself as a self-employed master carpenter. Known for his meticulous craftsmanship and attention to detail, much of his work could be found throughout the Mountain View area, including numerous Gabriel properties.
To those who knew him, especially his friends and acquaintances from the Supermart Deli, Al was a daily source of entertainment and frustration! His colorful personality, unforgettable stories, and unique outlook on life made him a true original. He often reminisced about his life in Hungary, sharing tales of driving "big trucks" and even spending time as a racehorse jockey. Whether every detail was accurate hardly mattered—Al told a story like no one else could.
Although he loved America and was grateful for the opportunities it provided, one of the defining moments of his life came during the bus accident that left him seriously injured and tragically claimed the life of his beloved dog, Ocean. The loss profoundly affected him and changed him forever. Ocean was truly the love of his life.
Al found his greatest happiness outdoors. He loved camping throughout upstate New York and West Milford, often spending days at a time with Ocean in his bright red van or under the stars in a tent. One of his favorite stories involved Ocean surviving an attack by a black bear, which left a twelve-inch wound along his side. Against the odds, Ocean recovered, and the two continued their adventures together.
Al dreamed of one day traveling to Alaska—"Holaska," as he called it—in a motorhome. He loved hunting ("funting," in Al's vocabulary) and fishing, especially alongside my brother, Albert Jr., whether on the boat or helping as a deer driver during hunting season.
Some of our favorite memories include trips to Manasquan Inlet, walking the boardwalk, enjoying meals at the Shrimp Box patio bar, and watching the boats come and go. No meal was complete without a Corona and vanilla ice cream for dessert. Al often talked about buying a tuna boat one day and the fortune we could make together.
He also cherished visits to my brother Billy's home in Pennsylvania, especially during the holidays, and thoroughly enjoyed Billy's legendary hour-long side-by-side rides through the wooded trails of northeastern Pennsylvania's ATV system.
Closer to home, Al loved our nearly daily walks with Ocean and my dog, Hunter, through the wooded trails behind North Cove in Wayne near the P.A.L. The stories and memories from those adventures could fill a book.
The memories, laughter, and occasional chaos that Al brought into our lives will never be forgotten. It was truly "one hell of a ride" filled with ups and downs, but always an adventure.
No more suffering. No more pain. No more spilled coffee. No more aggravating Doug.
I am certain that Ocean and Hunter were there to greet you with open paws.
In accordance with his wishes, a private memorial service will be held. Following the service, Al will be laid to rest alongside his beloved dog, Ocean, in Mahwah.
Rest in peace, buddy. You will be missed, remembered, and talked about for years to come.
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June 11, 2026
Arpad "Al" Seres, affectionately known to many as "Monkey Boy," passed away peacefully on Thursday evening following years of health challenges that began after a New Jersey Transit bus accident twelve years ago.
Born in Budapest, Hungary, Al immigrated to the United States in 1985 and proudly became a permanent citizen shortly thereafter. After spending time in upstate New York, he eventually settled in Wayne, New Jersey, where he established himself as a self-employed master carpenter. Known for his meticulous craftsmanship and attention to detail, much of his work could be found throughout the Mountain View area, including numerous Gabriel properties.
To those who knew him, especially his friends and acquaintances from the Supermart Deli, Al was a daily source of entertainment and frustration! His colorful personality, unforgettable stories, and unique outlook on life made him a true original. He often reminisced about his life in Hungary, sharing tales of driving "big trucks" and even spending time as a racehorse jockey. Whether every detail was accurate hardly mattered—Al told a story like no one else could.
Although he loved America and was grateful for the opportunities it provided, one of the defining moments of his life came during the bus accident that left him seriously injured and tragically claimed the life of his beloved dog, Ocean. The loss profoundly affected him and changed him forever. Ocean was truly the love of his life.
Al found his greatest happiness outdoors. He loved camping throughout upstate New York and West Milford, often spending days at a time with Ocean in his bright red van or under the stars in a tent. One of his favorite stories involved Ocean surviving an attack by a black bear, which left a twelve-inch wound along his side. Against the odds, Ocean recovered, and the two continued their adventures together.
Al dreamed of one day traveling to Alaska—"Holaska," as he called it—in a motorhome. He loved hunting ("funting," in Al's vocabulary) and fishing, especially alongside my brother, Albert Jr., whether on the boat or helping as a deer driver during hunting season.
Some of our favorite memories include trips to Manasquan Inlet, walking the boardwalk, enjoying meals at the Shrimp Box patio bar, and watching the boats come and go. No meal was complete without a Corona and vanilla ice cream for dessert. Al often talked about buying a tuna boat one day and the fortune we could make together.
He also cherished visits to my brother Billy's home in Pennsylvania, especially during the holidays, and thoroughly enjoyed Billy's legendary hour-long side-by-side rides through the wooded trails of northeastern Pennsylvania's ATV system.
Closer to home, Al loved our nearly daily walks with Ocean and my dog, Hunter, through the wooded trails behind North Cove in Wayne near the P.A.L. The stories and memories from those adventures could fill a book.
The memories, laughter, and occasional chaos that Al brought into our lives will never be forgotten. It was truly "one hell of a ride" filled with ups and downs, but always an adventure.
No more suffering. No more pain. No more spilled coffee. No more aggravating Doug.
I am certain that Ocean and Hunter were there to greet you with open paws.
In accordance with his wishes, a private memorial service will be held. Following the service, Al will be laid to rest alongside his beloved dog, Ocean, in Mahwah.
Rest in peace, buddy. You will be missed, remembered, and talked about for years to come.
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