By Terry Miller

Dave Farnworth passed away last Friday of Amyotrophic lateral sclerosis (ALS) which is more commonly known as Lou Gehrig’s disease which affected Upper and lower motor neurons and motor neurons Farnworth was well-known in the industry especially for his love of Belgian beers.
Under the ownership of British subjects David Farnworth and Peggy Simonian, Lucky Baldwin’s in old Pasadena poured their very first pint July 1, 1996. It wasn’t long before word got around that there was a good “English Pub” in Pasadena complete with character and a feel of the UK. Lucky Baldwin’s, complete with the delirious dry wit of an Englishman born in Carlisle – that would be Farnworth. Carlisle is known as the last town in England before Scotland, and sometimes the last town in Scotland before England, depending on with whom you’re sharing a pint of the amber nectar.
Farnworth told me in April, logically enough, that he had lived in Farnworth which is located within the Metropolitan Borough of Bolton in Greater Manchester which might account for his thick accent, and Northern wit and repartee. I’m not sure if he was pulling my leg – sometimes you never know with us Brits…we love to “take the mickey”. Oh well, it always makes for a good story!

Business partners Farnworth and Simonian, who met while working for the British Tourist Authority in Los Angeles, knew they were on to something special with Lucky Baldwins. The place kept growing and accordingly they offered more and more selections and a menu of British pub food that many would argue was better than back home.
What sets Lucky Balwin’s apart from the madding crowd of bars, sports bars and gastropubs in the Los Angeles area is simply the selection of great beers, particularly Belgian beers, and the corresponding beer festivals that have become so popular throughout the years at Luck Baldwins locations. It is thanks to Farnwoth that such ales are even available here in California. A determined beer aficionado, Farnworth literally travelled the world to find what he thinks are the best of the very best beers.
Yes, the place attracts expats but mostly Anglophiles and those who really enjoy good ales and beers as well as pub food and company. Pasadena has its share of Brits but Santa Monica is still the number one destination for Brits moving to the States it seems.
However, as one regular British customer at Lucky Baldwins quipped “We’re slowing regaining the colonies…” referring to the number of British subjects living and working in California.
In 2005, Farnworth and Simonian jumped at an opportunity to open a Sierra Madre Lucky Baldwin’s that formerly housed the Sierra Madre Brewing Company 2. That location has developed a very loyal following and is known as Lucky Baldwins Delirium.
The latest in their series of pubs opened in East Pasadena on Super Bowl Sunday and has been attracting a loyal following ever since.

While planning for the American market the Belgians put their little grey cells to work and decided to introduce unique styles that may appeal to the wine connoisseur and other fussy gourmands rather than challenge “popular” American lagers. Farnworth knew this well. Emphasizing quality and style was also important considering that most of the beers sell for considerably more that the price of a Bud lite. I can almost see Hercule Poirot sampling a Sason Dupont after he has enjoyed a Cuvee des Trolls after he has solved yet another dastardly crime.
The man knew his beers! Really! Farnworth was well known in the industry and a mavorick of sorts when it came to intriducing customers to different brews.
Belgium continues to make hundreds of distinctive local beers, including traditional brews flavored with fruits. One of Farnworth’s favorite beers was: Scotch de Silly is a Scottish-style ale brewed in a town named Silly – I kid you not.

When you first look at the beer menu at Lucky Baldwins Trappiste, you might be a little overwhelmed with not only the choices but the names. It is actually good reading and quite funny…How about Lagunitas the Hairy Eyeball or Hair of the Dog Fred. For a change of pace try Alesmith Horny Devil…at 11% alcohol, this beer could well be served at the Playboy Mansion. How about a beer called Kwak? Of course the more conventional sellers like Guinness, Boddingtons and Stella are always on tap but surely one must try something called Stone Sublimely Self Rightous if it’s on the menu.

Stop by Thursday when friends and family will be raising a glass in Dave Farnworth’s memory – 4pm – 6pm Thursday November 3. Share your memories of Dave and tell stories and we’ll raise a toast to him!
Lucky Baldwins Trappiste is located at 1770 E Colorado Blvd in Pasadena. Lucky Baldwins Deliriums located at 21 Kersting Court, Sierra Madre and the original at 17 S. Raymond in Pasadena. For more details visit their website: www.luckybaldwins.com

By Terry Miller

Dave Farnworth passed away last Friday of Amyotrophic lateral sclerosis (ALS) which is more commonly known as Lou Gehrig’s disease which affected Upper and lower motor neurons and motor neuronsFransworth was well-known in the industry especially for his love of Belgian beers.
Under the ownership of British subjects David Farnworth and Peggy Simonian, Lucky Baldwin’s in old Pasadena poured their very first pint July 1, 1996. It wasn’t long before word got around that there was a good “English Pub” in Pasadena complete with character and a feel of the UK. Lucky Baldwin’s, complete with the delirious dry wit of an Englishman born in Carlisle – that would be Farnworth. Carlisle is known as the last town in England before Scotland, and sometimes the last town in Scotland before England, depending on with whom you’re sharing a pint of the amber nectar.
Farnworth told me in April, logically enough, that he had lived in Farnworth which is located within the Metropolitan Borough of Bolton in Greater Manchester which might account for his thick accent, and Northern wit and repartee. I’m not sure if he was pulling my leg – sometimes you never know with us Brits…we love to “take the mickey”. Oh well, it always makes for a good story!

Business partners Farnworth and Simonian, who met while working for the British Tourist Authority in Los Angeles, knew they were on to something special with Lucky Baldwins. The place kept growing and accordingly they offered more and more selections and a menu of British pub food that many would argue was better than back home.
What sets Lucky Balwin’s apart from the madding crowd of bars, sports bars and gastropubs in the Los Angeles area is simply the selection of great beers, particularly Belgian beers, and the corresponding beer festivals that have become so popular throughout the years at Luck Baldwins locations. It is thanks to Farnwoth that such ales are even available here in California. A determined beer aficionado, Farnworth literally travelled the world to find what he thinks are the best of the very best beers.
Yes, the place attracts expats but mostly Anglophiles and those who really enjoy good ales and beers as well as pub food and company. Pasadena has its share of Brits but Santa Monica is still the number one destination for Brits moving to the States it seems.
However, as one regular British customer at Lucky Baldwins quipped “We’re slowing regaining the colonies…” referring to the number of British subjects living and working in California.
In 2005, Farnworth and Simonian jumped at an opportunity to open a Sierra Madre Lucky Baldwin’s that formerly housed the Sierra Madre Brewing Company 2. That location has developed a very loyal following and is known as Lucky Baldwins Delirium.
The latest in their series of pubs opened in East Pasadena on Super Bowl Sunday and has been attracting a loyal following ever since.

While planning for the American market the Belgians put their little grey cells to work and decided to introduce unique styles that may appeal to the wine connoisseur and other fussy gourmands rather than challenge “popular” American lagers. Farnworth knew this well. Emphasizing quality and style was also important considering that most of the beers sell for considerably more that the price of a Bud lite. I can almost see Hercule Poirot sampling a Sason Dupont after he has enjoyed a Cuvee des Trolls after he has solved yet another dastardly crime.
The man knew his beers! Really! Farnworth was well known in the industry and a mavorick of sorts when it came to intriducing customers to different brews.
Belgium continues to make hundreds of distinctive local beers, including traditional brews flavored with fruits. One of Farnworth’s favorite beers was: Scotch de Silly is a Scottish-style ale brewed in a town named Silly – I kid you not.

When you first look at the beer menu at Lucky Baldwins Trappiste, you might be a little overwhelmed with not only the choices but the names. It is actually good reading and quite funny…How about Lagunitas the Hairy Eyeball or Hair of the Dog Fred. For a change of pace try Alesmith Horny Devil…at 11% alcohol, this beer could well be served at the Playboy Mansion. How about a beer called Kwak? Of course the more conventional sellers like Guinness, Boddingtons and Stella are always on tap but surely one must try something called Stone Sublimely Self Rightous if it’s on the menu.

Stop by Thursday when friends and family will be raising a glass in Dave Farnworth’s memory – 4pm – 6pm Thursday November 3. Share your memories of Dave and tell stories and we’ll raise a toast to him!
Lucky Baldwins Trappiste is located at 1770 E Colorado Blvd in Pasadena. Lucky Baldwins Deliriums located at 21 Kersting Court, Sierra Madre and the original at 17 S. Raymond in Pasadena. For more details visit their website: www.luckybaldwins.com

Mimi Mency was a loving mother, grandmother, great grandmother and great great grandmother. But she was also a Monrovian. In fact, you had only to day Mimi in Monrovia and everyone knew to whom you were referring.
Mimi was so determined to be a Monrovian that she was born on Huntington Drive in Monrovia en route to the hospital. Born Mimi Luvenia Martin, she was the daughter of Eugene and Narrey Martin on November 13, 1936.
She attended Monrovia Schools, first Huntington Elementary. then Clifton Junior High and Monrovia Arcadia Duarte High School. She was graduated from MAD in 195 and attended Pasadena City College before marrying young and having her daughter, Sherellyn.
Before then, in the 1940s, she had become very involved in the Second Baptist Church where her parents were in the Deacon ministry and her sister was the church pianist. She remained an active member of the church throughout her life, serving in its Sunday School, Baptist Training Union, Vacation Bible School, Youth Ushers, Young Adult Choir, and later its Youth Director.
On June 13, 1965, Mimi remarried, this tie to the love of her life, George W. Mency, Jr. They had a house custom built for themselves on Fig, where else, in Monrovia. She had, by that time, started working at Pacific Bell in Pasadena and rose from an operator there to a Supervisor in Los Angeles. She retired in 1989 from ATT- Lucent Technologies.
By 1969, racial tension which had been on the rise throughout the nation broke out into violence at Monrovia High School, her alma mater. Mimi, like several other parents and clergy members, dropped what they were doing and rushed to the high school to restore the peace. They patrolled in two person teams (my own mother was paired with one of the black clergymen, Mimi, was, as I recall, partnered with Pat Myers – start of a long association.
While she had always been active with the schools, serving as a room mother (1950s moms were always room mothers), a member of the PTA and later a PTA president, the “troubles” at the high school motivated her further involvement. In 1972 she ran for and was elected to the Monrovia Board of Education, the first African American elected to any public office in Monrovia. She served on the Board from 1972 through 1984, part of the time with her old patrol partner, Pat Myers.
Linda Proctor, former City Clerk of Monrovia who also served with Mimi on the School Board for many years, spoke at the Memorial Service on Tuesday. She called Mimi “a pillar of strength and fairness.” She pointed ot that Mimi fought for Title I and Title IV funds bringing Head Start to Monrovia. Proctor also called Mimi a rich asset to the Board and the community.
In pointing out the importance of Mimi, City Historian, Steve Baker said, “Without Mimi Mency, there would never had been a Bob Bartlett,” referring to the first African American elected to Monrovia’s City COuncil in 1974.
Baker was right in more ways than one. Sandford, another of those who spoke at the Memorial, worked with Mimi on many campaigns including the one in 1974 for Bob Bartlett and what was called “The Team:” Bartlett, Eric Faith, and Pat Ostrey. Mimi brought with her a get out the vote crew from the Second Baptist Church which motivated an under utilized force in the community. Sandford recalled that she and Mimi had worked on many projects including the human rights commission, various school bond measure and even Sandford’s own campaign for the School Board. She summed up her friend Mimi saying she had “strengthened our community and schools.”
Even before leaving the School Board Mimi expanded her service to the community. She began her service with the Community Services Commission where se served from 1978 to 1985. Community Service was apt place for Mimi for it was something she had done throughout out her life.
But from there, she moved up to the Planning Commission in 1985 after leaving the School Board the year before. Here she served with Glen Owens who also spoke at the service. He recounted a list of accomplishments of the Planning Commission during that time: The Huntington Oaks Shopping Center and Restaurant Row on West Huntington Drive. the High Tech Corridor on East Huntington, Auto Row along the 210 Freeway, up to the Revitalization of Old Town, the Gold Hills development and, lastly, the Hillside Specific Plan.
“We were like targets in a shooting gallery at time,” Owens said. According to him, the Planning Commission had learned from the Gold Hills project to limit the size of homes based on the property size and applied that knowledge to the Hillside Specific Plan. As a result of that plan the movement to reserve the hillside area as a preserve began. In result in the bond measures that were passed by the community the Wilderness Preserve was created and purchased.
Owens pledged that he would work to open up the hillsides to the community as Mimi would have wanted “in a very Monrovia Way.”
All this community involvement led to a number of awards, in 2001 Mimi received the Mary Wilcox Award for her dedication to the Boys and Girls Club (of which she was the founding executive director. In 2002, the Chamber of Commerce gave her the Iris Award, making her basically the Citizen of the Year in Monrovia. Los Angeles County gave her an Older American Volunteer Award in 2004. Lastly in 2010, the Monrovia Duarte Black Alumni Association presented Mimi with its Mwalimu Award. Mwalimu is a Swahili word which means “Strong Leader.” Last year the groups Board of Directors decided to present the award to a “Strong Community Activist” and according to their president, Eloise Hart: “Who else, but Mimi?”
Her childhood and ultimately lifelong friend Lois Gaston, who now serves on the Duarte City Council, recalled their joint lives and the support and love they gave each other over the years. She spoke of Mimi’s childhood calling it “the original Cosby family” with its own home and a new GM automobile on a regular basis. She remembered how Mimi’s father would let the girls drive the car little knowing the adventures they would have.
Another long time friend (again from childhood), former Monrovia Mayor Bob Bartlett gave the principal eulogy. Mr. Monrovia (as Bartlett has been called) said “I called Mimi the Princess of Peace. Whenever there was a problem, Mimi was there with a peaceful solution.”
Bartlett’s praise was not just for Mimi and all the help and friendship she had given him over the years. He also thanked her husband George for selflessly sharing her with the entire community and never complaining about all the meetings and phone calls her commitments required.
Bartlett pointed out that while Mimi was one of his strongest supporters, she was also his strongest critic, regularly reminding him of what she saw as his shortcomings. After the service, Bartlett shared a final memory: “Whenever she was upset with me, she would ‘fire me,’” he said. “She fired me last two days before she died because I brought her the daily paper everyday she was in the hospital and that day I brought it in the evening. She pointed out it was news in the morning. So she fired me,” he recalled.
Two of the lasting memories from the service came from her family. Mimi’s niece Roxanne Mayweather said that with Mimi “service came second to self.” Mimi’s only sister Lavada Desalles provided the lasting challenge to the community: “As children in our schools, we sang Monrovia the Gem of the Foothills every day. It wasn’t true. It is now,” she said.
Desalles went on to say that with Mimi’s death the glow from that gem was slightly diminished. Because of Mimi and the work she did in the community, the gem had been shining brightly. In Mimi’s honor her sister, Desalles said, ” I ask all of you to polish that gem; make it shine a little more.”

By Susan Motander

Requiem for a Jersey Boy: Don Mariconda
By Susan Motander
Don Mariconda died March 16 after a valiant fight against cancer. His death came more swiftly than anyone anticipated, but Don was optimistic right to the end. He asked his wife, Kris to share this thought with all his friends: “I’ve had a wonderful 78 years. Thanks for joining me.” But it is Don we should be thanking.
Don loved life. He loved his country, the deep fried hot dogs at Rutt’s Hut in his native New Jersey, his family, music (especially jazz and big band) and his adopted home town of Monrovia, but not necessarily in that order. On the fiftieth anniversary of his moving to California , his native California friends voted to make him an honorary native Californian.
His new hometown of Monrovia was the better for his having adopted us. As long time friend, Joanne Spring , said, “Don blessed so many good projects here with his sweat.” It was a baptism of love.
Don worked hard in Monrovia . His wife Kris said, “He was never a formal person and was most comfortable when he was working, partying or listening to jazz”
Don ran Mariconda Construction Company from 1958 through 2008. Don learned to be a master carpenter from his Uncle Charlie in New Jersey . He took pride in quality craftsmanship in both new construction and restoration. Many of his nephews have followed in Don’s footsteps in the construction industry.

His nephew John Mariconda, who has his own construction company in Arizona , said, “To say the least, Don has been one of the most influential people in my
life. He has been more than an uncle to me; he has been father, brother, and mentor, and most of all he has been a friend to me.”
According to City Historian Steve Baker, Don gave a major jump start to the historic preservation movement in the city when he moved into and renovated a Victorian home on Aspen . The house had been slated for the bulldozers when Don moved in and rehabilitated it. He did this despite the myriad of problems which included a huge hive of bees which “gifted” him with hundred of pounds of honey dripping out of the ceiling and walls. The bees themselves were easier to cope with than their rather sticky offering.
Don was also active with the local Exchange Club. The group sponsored several freedom shrines, copies of milestone documents in American history, and Don was in charge of their installation first at Monroe School and later with a traveling exhibit.
According to Spring, who was the principal of Monroe when Don installed the shrine there, she was concerned that the students would interrupt his work when they left classes for recess. She said he had all the perma-plaqued copies of the Declaration of Independence, Constitution, etc. spread out on the floor of the main hall with less than half and hour until the break. She wanted to warn the teachers. Don’s response was simply “No problem.” Spring said, “He had the whole thing installed long before the students came out of their classes.”

It was that same sort of dedication that he brought to the rehabilitation of the building which had held the locker rooms for the Municipal Plunge. He almost single handedly turned that building into the Monrovia Historical Museum . His wife Kris, who was in charge of fund raising for the museum said, “As quickly as I could raise money, Don would spend it and then the work would be on hold again until I could raise more money.”
BUt all this is just the beginning of the things Don did in this town. Perhaps other than the Museum, the thing that may leave the most lasting impression on Monrovia was the ROP class he taught through Monrovia High School “Home Construction 101″ was a hands-on learning experience for many students. The class, with Don acting as both teacher and general contractor on the projects built three homes from scratch. The city’s Redevelopment Agency supplied the land, a great many of the supplies were donated by members of the Chamber of Commerce, Don gave his experience and expertise and a local realtor even donated his time and commission. It was the sort of project which made Don proud to be a Monrovian.
Don Hopper who was the City Manager and Executive Director of the Redevelopment Agency when the homes were being constructed said that when the idea was first proposed he knew Don was the person to teach the class. “I decided there was no better person with the professional and personal skills to work with young people than Don,” Hopper said.
However, Don was reluctant to take on the job, but Hopper persisted. “The more we talked I realized that there was no one better suited to give the students the lasting skills, and in some ways life changing personal skills, than Don,” he said. Eventually Hopper convinced Don to take on the task and Monrovia gained three new homes and many students gained great skills.

One of those students, Jimmy Benken, whom Kris said was Don’s prize pupil went on to college and received his degree in Civil Engineering from Cal Poly Pomona. when. asked for a comment about Don, Jimmy said “I think I would just like to say that I miss his sweet whistle the most, because to me he was whistling more than Dixie .”
That whistle was in many ways his trademark. Everyone at whose home Don worked, knew when he arrived because the whistling would begin. He told people it was so that homeowners would know he was there. But it was probably because he truly loved working.
He also loved his country. Old Glory flew in front of his house every day. But he was not a sunshine patriot. He served in the United States Air Force of the in the 108th Air Police Squadron, 108th Air Base Group, Godman Air Force Base, Fort Knox, Kentucky, from February 1951 to June 1952 during the Korean “conflict.” Later he was in the Air National Guard of New Jersey and the Reserves of the Air Force through July 1953.
There must have been something about that time in the Air Force that got into his blood because on his 70th birthday his celebration was parachuting out of a plane for the first time. And it was a perfectly good airplane.
The list of his honors goes on and on. This is merely a partial list. He was Volunteer of the Year in 1999; received the “Best Teacher” award from his students in 2000; numerous recognitions from the Exchange Club for Americanism activities – Freedom Shrines in schools & the museum, and distribution of American flags at parades and community gatherings; Community Service for installation of deadbolt locks for Senior Citizens; and Operation Kid
I.D.
Don was born on June 1, 1931 in Passaic , New Jersey . He was preceded in death by his father, Donato Antonio (Tony) Mariconda, and mother Stephania (Stella) Kaczmarek Mariconda. He is survived by his wife Kristin (Valentine) Mariconda; his daughters: Janine Denise Baloga (Benjamin) of Altadena, CA; and Tracy Jean D’Amico (Joe) of Glendora,CA; and step-children: Janisse Cusick Corral (David) of La Grange, KY; Michael Cusick (Christine) of Monrovia, CA; Gregory Cusick (Tanya) of Monrovia; Elizabeth Helmuth Learn (Mick) of Portland, OR.
Then there are the grandchildren: Shannon Kennedy (Tiffany) of Duarte, CA; and Dawn Kennedy of Los Angeles; Joshua David Corral & Melissa Brieann Corral of La Grange, KY; Jesse Aaron Cusick of Monrovia, CA; Blake Alexander Cusick and Bryce Evan Cusick of Monrovia, CA. And the great-grandchildren: Shannon Lynn Kennedy and Trace Phillip Kennedy of Duarte, CA ; Betty Jean Blancharte of Los Angeles . There are too many other relatives and friends to list.
Those friends and relatives are invited to join Kris at a celebration of Don’s life on Sunday May 30 from 1 to 6 pm at the Monrovia Historical Museum , 742 East Lemon Ave in Monrovia ‘s Recreation Park .
To help carry on Don’s spirit of giving back to his community, donations can be made to the Monrovia Historical Museum, or the Monrovia Schools Foundation.

First on that list of things she supported was her husband Dick, followed closely by the rest of her family especially her children Michael, Dennis and Judy. Her good friend Peggy Mew wrote of her “A quiet, behind the scenes supporter of many projects, Earline never wanted to be in the limelight.”

But never assume that this stay at home Mom was a push over. She was the strength and backbone of her family supporting them in every way she could. Her son Dennis said that “Mom was most proud of her family and keeping us together.” This may not have been such as easy task as she was both a political wife and the mother of a politician.

Her husband of 57 years, Dick, was a councilman in Monrovia and served as its mayor several times. He went on to represent the district first in the Assembly and later in the State Senate. Their son, Dennis, followed in his father’s footsteps in the Assembly. And Earline was always there to support them and keep them in line.

She did support them in every way she could. What would a Mountjoy fundraising political Bar-B-Que be without “Earline’s Beans” (I do hope someone learned how to make these Best in the World Baked Beans) or a Christmas party at their house without that wonderful cheesy, spicy dip the name of which was bound to turn people off until they tried it?

And she had strong opinions of her own, but never forced them on anyone. She just moved forward with a quiet assurance in her family and her family and with a strength she gained from her faith in God. She loved her family, her home and Monrovia which according to Mew, she called “God’s Country” and I always through she was talking about the United States.

She was a patriot and a dedicated supporter of her husband and son’s political ambitions. She also had a delightfully, sometimes wicked (but only among friends), sense of humor. She loved practical jokes and would laugh along with others at those perpetrated upon her.

I remember the year I convinced her that Dick was going to be the Grand Marshall of the Monrovia Christmas Parade. It wasn’t until she was seated in the car that we removed the signs for Dick replacing them with the ones which indicated she was the Grand Marshall. Many people were touched when Dick kept his arm around her throughout the parade. They thought it was affection; he was keeping her from bolting from the car. But eventually she forgave me.

Earline attended the Sierra Madre Congregational Church for many years and lived her faith. She was an active volunteer with the Children’s Hospital Guild as well as volunteering at Arcadia Hospital, telephoning shut-ins and visiting those who could not be reached on the phone.

She loved gardening, cooking and entertaining. Those beans and the “Monkey Vomit Dip” along with her legendary mountains of cookies and luscious pies will never be forgotten. She once even baked a 6 foot long cake in the shape of the state of California to celebrate the passage of reapportionment.

Earline was born in Searcy, Arkansas, and moved with her family to California when she was a few weeks old. She married Dick, her high school sweetheart shortly before graduating from Monrovia Arcadia Duarte High School (MAD).

Earline will be missed by her husband, retired Senator Dick Mountjoy, son Michael and daughter-in-law Suzie Mountjoy, son former Assemblyman,Dennis Mountjoy, daughter Judy and son-in-law Gary Schaeffler, grandchildren Tammy and Trevor Whittemore, Michael and Nicholas Mountjoy, Heidi and Richard Stevens, Tyler and Kyle Schaeffler and great-grandchildren Diego, Sarah, Richard, Summer, and Lelia sister Evelyn Thompson and her many friends. While I will miss Earline, I am glad that I knew her and am now only sorry for those of you who did not have the chance to do so.

The service for Earline was held Thursday, November 5th at 10:00 a.m. at Sierra Madre Congregational Church, 170 W Sierra Madre Blvd., Sierra Madre. Graveside at Live Oak Memorial Park, 200 E Duarte, Monrovia, Reception followed at the Aztec Hotel, 311 W. Foothill Blvd., in Monrovia.

Bob was born in Louisville, Kentucky to John and Ola Tyler on November 12, 1934.
He graduated from Alhambra High School and was married to Sydney Tyler for 24 years.
Bob worked as an Equipment Operator Supervisor for Southern California Edison for 31 years and was a decorated veteran of the Korean War and served in the Navy Seals (UDT).

He was very involved in the Kiwanis Club as President as well as being Kiwanian of the Year in 1997 and 2000. Bob was passionate about serving his community which earned him the Volunteer of the Year in 1995 awarded by the Temple City Chamber of Commerce.

Bob is survived by his wife Sydney; daughters Roxanne Grizzle, Sandy Daniels, and Shoko Daniels; sons Tim Grizzle and Ray Daniels; and his beloved three grandchildren Robbie, Brooke and Chiaki.