Anthony L. Green

Anthony L. Green, age 56, was born September 1, 1970, and went to Heaven on October 15, 2026, in Dallas, Texas, where he was born and raised by his late mother, Minnie Mae Daniel, and his surviving father, Rufus Daniel. 

Known to family and friends simply as Tony, he was many things throughout his life. One thing he was not, however, was a fan of his middle name.Therefore, his beautiful, smart oldest daughter, who clearly did not write this obituary, has graciously redacted it on his behalf.

Anthony was a devoted and loving husband to his surviving wife of 32 years, Dolores Sosa Green, and a proud father to his daughters, Lauren Calista Green-Freelove and Maya Michelle Green. He is also survived by his sisters, Trina Taylor, Carolyn Johnson, and Rosetta Daniels; his longtime best friend and brother from another mother, Lincoln Butler, Jr.; and numerous nieces, nephews, aunts, uncles, cousins, and dear friends.

Anthony was the high school valedictorian of the Business and Management Center Class of 1988. After graduation, he followed the love of his life to Texas A&M University, proving early on that he knew a good thing when he saw it. He later transferred to the University of Texas at Arlington, where he earned his bachelor's degree in journalism with a minor in mathematics.

Anthony retired from CBRE after 20 years of service, and in retirement, continued his love of sports writing and reporting stats for The Dallas Morning News. His lifelong passion for sports was exemplified by the many televisions he would set up in the family living room every Sunday, long before multiple tabs could be opened on every device imaginable. Lauren’s Hello Kitty television was no exception to the setup, as Anthony happily changed the channel from Lizzie McGuire to the Giants game.

Anthony was a devoted cinephile. Among his favorite films were Pulp Fiction, The Dark Knight, Good fellas, and The Godfather. His favorite villain, and admittedly his "man crush," was Bane from The Dark Knight. He could recite nearly every line by heart and was especially fond of saying, “Do you feel in charge?”.

His taste in music was just as eclectic as his love of movies and television. He enjoyed listening to Metallica, Tom Petty, Scarface, Tupac, Nirvana, Billy Joel, and Prince. We'll let everyone guess which lyrics he quoted to Dolores through the years that helped keep their love story going strong. Anthony was a wise man who understood that a happy wife made for a happy life.

Anthony was one of the best human beings you could ever hope to meet. Not just to his family and friends, but to every person whose path he crossed. He was generous. He was kind. He was funny. He was, quite honestly, annoyingly the smartest person in the room. He had a calculator for a brain and the memory of an elephant, a trait his youngest daughter, Maya, clearly inherited. Remember that embarrassing thing that happened years ago that you thought everyone forgot? Not Anthony. He remembered every detail and wouldn’t let you forget it.

Anthony is also survived by his fur and fur grand babies, who held a special place in his heart, including his one and only boy and son, Mr. Deabo Whiskers, a 17-year-old brown tabby who unquestionably runs the household. He was preceded in death by his first fur baby, Sunflower, who was rarely far from his side. We know Sunflower was waiting for him on the other side, tail wagging and overjoyed to be reunited with her dad once again.

More than anything, Anthony made the world a better place simply by being in it. Though he is no longer with us, his legacy will live on in the countless lives he touched, the generosity he shared, and even in the great movies still to come that he would have eagerly added to his watch list, especially if they were directed by Tarantino or Christopher Nolan. He was a true superhero on Earth, and to that, he and Bane would say: "You don't fear death... You welcome it."

We will think of him whenever the Giants, Cowboys, Lakers, or Yankees are playing, when Tom Petty comes on the radio, when Bane appears on a TV screen, and when someone tries to remember a sports statistic from fifty years ago that nobody else could possibly recall.

In lieu of flowers, the family kindly requests that donations be made in Anthony's honor to the SPCA of Texas, the Humane Society of Dallas County, or an animal rescue organization of your choice. His love for animals was unwavering, and supporting their care and well-being would be a meaningful way to celebrate his life and legacy.

His family also asks that you take a moment to remember the words of Tom Petty, and speak directly to Anthony:

“You and I will meet again

I don't know how, I don't know when

But you and I will meet again.”

Until we meet again, Anthony. Rest in peace. We love you.