Wayne Brian Trenson

Wayne Brian Trenson, born November 7, 1943, in New York, New York, passed away peacefully in Perry Point, Maryland, at the Veterans Medical Center.

Wayne was the only child of William Trenson and Eleanor Trenson (née Sepanski), both of whom predeceased him.

Wayne proudly served his country during the Vietnam War as a member of the United States Navy, a chapter of his life he held with deep pride.

Following his military service, Wayne built a decades-long career in commercial HVAC, working across multiple states including New Jersey and North Carolina. Known for his strong work ethic and reliability, he ultimately retired with great satisfaction, enjoying the slower pace and the simple pleasures retirement afforded him.

Wayne was married to his beloved wife, Genevieve Trenson (née Cimorelli), for 54 years. After many years spent in New Jersey, Genevieve now calls Maryland home. Together, Wayne and Genevieve shared a love of the outdoors—especially kayaking and walking beautiful mountain trails—finding joy in quiet moments, fresh air, and time spent side by side.

Wayne is survived by his two children: Lisa (Trenson) Hebert, who resides in Maryland with her husband, Mat, and their two sons, Brandon and Connor; and Dawn Trenson, of Jersey City, New Jersey.

In 1988, Wayne suffered a massive heart attack. In a remarkable chapter of resilience, he received a heart transplant at Columbia Presbyterian Hospital in New York City on February 7, 1989. He approached life after his transplant with gratitude, determination, and humor.

Wayne’s retirement years were filled with the things he loved most: watching football, baseball, NASCAR racing, and action-packed movies or television shows. He was an avid reader of fiction, particularly enjoying novels by Tom Clancy, John Grisham, and John Sandford.

Though he lived in North Carolina for less than a decade, Wayne developed a deep appreciation for Southern food—especially barbecue. Much to the chagrin of his wife and physicians, he delighted in collard greens, hush puppies, and any kind of bacon, all happily washed down with a root beer from his blue UNC cup. Desserts were never optional: pecan pie and extra-crispy chocolate chip cookies were clear favorites.

Before his heart attack, Wayne loved motorcycles, roller coasters, and water parks, spending many Saturdays at Action Park and embracing adventure with enthusiasm.

Above all, Wayne will be remembered as a non-judgmental listener and trusted advice-giver—someone members of his community turned to during difficult moments, knowing they would be met with patience, honesty, and compassion.

In lieu of flowers, donations may be made in Wayne’s memory to Perry Point Veterans Hospital, honoring both his service and the care he received.

Wayne’s life was marked by service, perseverance, generosity of spirit, and deep devotion to his family. He will be remembered with love and gratitude by all who knew him.

In reflecting on loss, Wayne’s family is reminded of words recently shared by Bob Weir, the Grateful Dead guitarist who recently passed away. Speaking with Anderson Cooper, Weir described grief this way:

“Grief, I’ve learned, is really just love. It’s all the love you want to give, but cannot.”