Antoine was born in Achrafieh in 1948, he was married with three children. He was a caring husband, father and grandfather; his family was his chief priority, he dedicated his life for their well-being, and worked hard to provide his children with high quality education: for them he was one of a kind.
Antoine worked at the Flight Safety Department at the Directorate General of Civil Aviation for most of his life, in addition to a few side jobs, so he could afford a house and a happy life for his children. Unfortunately, when he decided to retire and rest, he suffered from sickness and disease, taking a heavy toll on his body.
On August 4, Antoine was in his hospital bed, on the seventh floor of Saint George Hospital – University Medical Center, close to the explosion site.
At 6:07 PM, when warehouse number 12 at the Port of Beirut exploded, a window in Antoine's hospital room flew from one side to the other, and shards of glass fell all over him. His head was severely wounded.
Saint George Hospital was highly affected by the blast, it was out of service. Antoine's family had to transfer him to another hospital, in hope he could be saved.
Antoine's wife who was with him at the time of the explosion was also injured, and underwent multiple surgical interventions.
Any hope for Antoine's recovery vanished a week later, and Antoine succumbed to his wounds and passed away as a result to medical complications, which would not have happened if it wasn't for the massive, homicide-like, Beirut blast. Antoine did not know that the hospital bed he stayed in to get better, would be the same place his life would end.