Warren E

Prioleau

Celebrating the Life of Warren Everad Prioleau

Warren Everad Prioleau, known to many as Everad, was born in Harlem, New York. He carried that Harlem spirit with him everywhere he went — calm, cool, observant, and always moving in his own steady way.

He later grew up in Englewood, New Jersey, where he attended St. Cecilia School and graduated from Dwight Morrow High School. During those years, he played baseball and learned the value of teamwork, discipline, and showing up — lessons that stayed with him for life.

In 1974, Everad graduated from Bishop College in Dallas, Texas, earning his degree in Business Administration. That same year, he made the decision to serve his country and enlisted in the United States Army.

From March 1974 to March 1985, Everad served with dedication and pride. Working in finance and accounting, he handled military financial operations with focus and responsibility. His time in the Army shaped the structured, dependable man his family came to rely on.

Life took Everad beyond New Jersey. He lived in Texas for a time and had the opportunity to travel across the world, visiting places like Germany and Paris and experiencing cultures far different from home. Those travels gave him stories, perspective, and a quiet appreciation for the world around him.

Eventually, he returned to Englewood to be close to family and to care for his mother — a role he took on with patience, love, and a strong sense of duty.

Everad was a hardworking man who believed in keeping busy and doing things the right way. Many people in the community knew him through his work at Early Bird Laundry, where he became a familiar and dependable presence.

He also had a style that couldn't be missed. Everad loved dressing sharp, stepping out in clean suits and his signature Kangol hats, always looking put together without needing attention.

He enjoyed simple things. Good jazz playing in the background, grabbing slices from his favorite pizza spots in Bergenfield near Foster Village, and relaxing with an ice-cold Coca-Cola brought him peace. He didn't need much — just comfort, quiet, and familiar routines.

Everad could be firm and straight to the point, but the people who knew him best understood his humor, his warmth, and the calm presence he brought into a room. He wasn't loud, but you always felt him there.

He loved animals and found comfort in their company. He leaves behind Ally the cat and Toto, his sister's beloved dog, who were part of his everyday life.

Family meant everything to Everad.

He leaves to cherish his memory his son, Eric Prioleau.

He is also survived by his loving siblings, Patricia Prioleau, Ulysses Prioleau III, and Ora Prioleau; his cherished nieces and nephews, Shardai, Ulysses IV, Frances, Alfred, Tony, Russell, Keith, Elizabeth (Lisa), Kenny, Rickey, Kashan, Keturah, Kizzie, Ariel, Pamela, Richard, and Joseph; a host of cousins; extended family members; and dear friends who will always remember his presence, his style, and the steady way he lived his life.

Everad was preceded in death by his parents, Ulysses L. Prioleau Sr. and Kizzie Prioleau. And sisters Vivian "Jimmy" Prioleau, and Jozelin Tory Prioleau-Holmes

Everad lived life on his own terms. He worked hard, traveled far, loved quietly, and carried himself with dignity. He will be deeply missed and always remembered.

Remember his words "you gotta do what you gotta do"