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Family mourns Pembroke Pines man killed in possible road rage

Henry Campanaro, of Pembroke Pines, was fatally shot in Hollywood on April 28 during a possible road rage incident, authorities said.

A Pembroke Pines family is mourning Henry Campanaro, who was shot dead after what Hollywood police say may have been a case of road rage.

Campanaro, 43, a real estate agent in Miami, was at Hollywood beach with his brother-in-law Erwin Villafane on Sunday night before he died.


“They were hanging out on the Broadwalk and were on their way home,” said Jenny Campanaro, 44, who is married to Villafane and is Henry’s sister. “My husband called me when my brother was shot.”

The Broward County Medical Examiner’s Office said Thursday that Henry Campanaro died in the 300 block of Arizona Street at about 1:19 a.m. Sunday.


Police have declined to release any additional information about the medical examiner’s findings or about the killing that happened near North Surf Road.

Campanaro said she rushed to Memorial Regional Hospital in Hollywood and witnessed paramedics working on her brother as the gurney carrying him was wheeled inside.

The family had to wait several hours to learn that her brother had died, she said.

“They couldn’t tell us anything until the detective arrived,” Campanaro said. “It was torture while we were waiting.”

Henry Campanaro, a real estate agent in Miami, was fatally shot in Hollywood on April 28 during a possible road rage incident, authorities said.

“I heard the shot go off and then 17 cop cars showed up,” said Robert Kern, who for 15 years has made his bed on a stoop at 309 Arizona St.

“My reaction was duck and cover,” the 57-year-old said. “I didn’t see any people screaming, or hollering, or anything like that.”

Across the street, Emily Krestow awoke to see police lights flashing through her ceiling skylight. She went downstairs, took a peek outside, saw an ambulance and a small white car with its doors open, she said.


Police were escorting a young man, she said, who was carrying two shoe box-like boxes toward the hotel next to the Taco Shack up the block.

“That’s all I saw,” she said. The mood was rather calm, Krestow said, not frantic, urgent or hyped up.

Taco Shack is open until 2 a.m. seven days a week. A server there, who declined to give her name, said they all heard a shot and stepped out to take a look, but because they were busy closing up and eager to call it a night, no one paid much attention.

As far as she knew, the restaurant hadn’t served anyone involved in the shooting.

In the morning, Krestow’s driveway was part of a taped-off crime scene. A police officer told her “somebody got shot” but declined to tell her anything more than that, she said.

Krestow, 78, later learned the body went down in front of her neighbor’s townhouse at 318 Arizona St. “They saw a body bag,” she said.


Nobody answered the door at the neighbor’s townhouse Friday evening.

“We’re totally baffled and nobody’s telling anything,” said Krestow, who has lived on the block for the last 20 years. “This is ridiculous. We live here and we don’t know.”

Henry Campanaro is survived by his daughter Mia, 11, their extended family and his longtime girlfriend and business partner, Niaann Morgan. The couple’s firm is called Morganaro International Group, LLC.

Friends and relatives were traveling to South Florida from South America and elsewhere for the private funeral service to be held on Sunday, Campanaro said.

“He was a happy guy, funny, always making people laugh,” she said.

He was also generous, she said, and would buy bags of food from McDonald’s to give to homeless people.


If someone admired his sneakers, he’d part with them, and once paid for a supermarket cart for a man who filled it with items for a baby, she said.

Henry Campanaro and Morgan also managed properties, and if their clients were from abroad and their kids attended college in South Florida, he’d watch out for them on behalf of their parents, Campanaro said.

“He loved doing real estate,” she said. “He’s a charmer, he’s got charisma. He was good at it, him and his girlfriend Niaann.”

Henry Campanaro astride one of his favorite motorcycles.

Another love: Motorcycles, including a flashy, custom red, silver and black show bike he called “The Monster,” Campanaro said.

“He loved the freedom he felt while he was riding,” Campanaro said.

“He was loved,” she said. “It’s just so sad that we’re not going to see him any more. And we’re all feeling that.”

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