It is with great sadness, we announce that Alan Christopher Kerber, age 34, our most beloved son, brother, family member, and friend left this world unexpectedly, on October 12, 2022. He was born in Tucson, Arizona on October 4, 1988, to Jantra (Kerber) Palmer and David Mastrangelo. Alan grew up in Phoenix, Arizona, among family and friends, before relocating to Houston, Texas.

In addition to his parents, Alan is survived by his siblings, Zachary Palmer, Alex Mastrangelo, Olivia Mastrangelo; his maternal grandmother, Samrahn Kerber, his paternal grandmother, Catherine Mastrangelo "Grandma Bubble Machine"; his aunts, Karlene Werner (Kerber), Pamela Layton (Kerber), and Shelley (Mastrangelo) Ashenbrenner; his uncle, John Anthony (Tony) Mastrangelo; his cousins, Mika Werner, Ty Werner, Kaleb Layton, Jenna Layton, Colleen Mastrangelo, and Thomas (Tommy) Ashenbrenner, as well as, many extended aunts, uncles, cousins, and countless friends.

Alan was preceded in death by his maternal grandfather, Roger Kerber, his paternal grandfather, Dominick (Po) Mastrangelo, and his paternal great-grandparents, Vern and Dora Turner.

Alan loved being around family and friends. To his friends, he was the life of the party, loved to play practical jokes, and have a good time. One such practical joke was as a freshman at Pinnacle High School, Alan, on "senior day", painted a small rock with the word "freshman" on it and placed it on top of the painted "Senior" rock. Oh boy, were the seniors upset! There was a mad hunt for the culprit of that stunt. I don't think he was ever discovered.

He also loved to play his PS4 video games in his free time and could be found sketching his many beloved drawings and doodles. He was so proud of them. He also loved making midnight phone calls to his family and friends to talk about life. His favorite recipient of his midnight phone calls was his beloved grandmother, Cathy. They would talk for hours and hours. When his mother, Jantra, worked the graveyard shift, he would also call her during her shift to talk and at times, to keep her awake.

Alan loved so many and was loved by so many more. When you think of Alan, celebrate the good memories you have of him. Remember that life is fragile and short and should be lived to the fullest.

Don't cry because he's gone, just smile because he was here.