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Jeryl (Jerry) Duncan, passed away early the morning of June 16th after complications from open heart surgery. Lynda Duncan Young (sister)

It is with great sadness that the family of Linda Jewel Flashman Wiegel announce her passing on Thursday January 18, 2018, at the age of 73. Linda will be lovingly remembered by her children: Kristin, Kelly, Blaine, Kendell, Ashley and Timothy. Linda will also be fondly remembered by her 18 grandchildren and by her sister Gayle, brother Mike and cousin Janis. Linda was proceeded in death by her sister Valoree, and her parents Walter and Jewel Flashman. A funeral service in memory of Linda will be held Saturday January 27, 2018 at 9:00 am, with a viewing at 8:30am at The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints 1240 Junction Blvd., Roseville, CA. Interment will follow at the Roseville Cemetery. Thanks to all of Linda's family, friends and First Call Hospice for the love, care, and support.

St. George, Utah - Colleen Vance, age 77 passed away on September 15, 2022. She was born on October 1, 1944 in Sacramento, CA to Lorraine Violet Getchell and Robert Johnson Fluharty. Colleen was raised in Roseville, CA and graduated from Roseville High School in 1962. She attended Cosmetology School in Sacramento, CA. She married the love of her life, Milo Scott Vance in 1970. They raised two beautiful daughters, Kamara and Kristina in Roseville, CA. She joined the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints in 1974. She worked at Sierra Gardens Elementary School in Roseville for 20 plus years as an instructional aide. She also worked at Macy’s Department Store. In 2004, Colleen and Scott moved to Pine Valley, UT. In 2016, they moved to St. George, UT where she cared for Scott in his final years. Colleen is survived by her two daughters: Kamara (Ken Harris) and Kristina (Trevor Thatcher); 7 grandchildren: Cassady (Jordan), Hannah, Vance, Samuel, Kalem, Quincy, Blakely; a great granddaughter, Maggie; and two siblings: brother, Michael (Sharon Fluharty) and sister, Sharon (Pat Martin). Colleen cherished her church membership and the friends she made in the Lord’s service. Her knowledge of the plan of salvation and eternal families was a strength and comfort to her throughout her life. She loved her home and caring for others. Her generosity has been felt by many over the years. We appreciate the tender care provided to our mother during her final days by the staff at Sun Tree Hospice.

ALEX GALVAN Alejandro (Alex) Galvan passed away December 15, 2018 in Oroville, CA at 74 years of age. He is survived in death by his son Sky, his daughter & son-in-law Crystal & Max, his grandson Samson, his step children Robin, Summer, Spring, Sunny, & Angelo. He is also survived by his 9 brothers & sisters Maria, Jesus, Mario, Gabino, Edward, Peter, Pablo, Victor, & Margie. He was proceeded in death by his parents Juanita & Jesus Galvan. Arrangements are being made through Scheer Memorial in Oroville. Published in Chico Enterprise-Record on Dec. 20, 2018

(From Carla (Sepponen) LaFave, Class of 1961 at RHS): Hi All! I am sad to tell you that our friend from Roseville High School, Alex (Alejandro) Galvan, passed away on December 15th at 74 years of age. You might remember him and his nine siblings, Maria, Jesus, Mario, Gabino, Edward, Peter and Pablo...or Paul (the twins), Victor, and Margie. Arrangements are being made through Scheer Memorial in Oroville. I don't know the details as of right now. I don't know if there will be any kind of memorial for Alex in Roseville. I remember that he was the Vice President of our Spanish Club at RHS in the same year that he was the Vice President of the French Club. He wore his Orange R sweater proudly; and he talked for years of his love for playing basketball and baseball in particular. I always enjoyed chatting with him each time we would run into each other. He would sometimes help me with speaking in Spanish. I was Victor's sixth grade teacher and the twins were in my children's choir (when they were in junior high school...with beautiful voices) at Loomis Grammar School. My Mom taught some of the Galvan kids in second grade at Vernon Street School in downtown Roseville before they moved to Loomis, so I have had connections with their family through the years. I feel sad for all of them.

September 24, 1944 - March 9, 2017
Thomas Michael Howell (Tom) passed away peacefully on March 9, 2017 at the age of 72 at his home in Addison, Texas due to complications related to melanoma. Tom was born on September 24, 1944 in Sacramento, California to Thomas Nutting Howell and Mary Elizabeth (Liz) Howell. A fourth-generation Northern Californian, Tom spent his childhood in Oroville, California, and later moved to Roseville, California, where he played baseball, football, and basketball at Roseville High School as a member of the class of 1962.

After graduation, Tom continued his education at Sacramento State University, where he was a collegiate baseball pitcher and graduated with a B.A. in Physical Education and a minor in English. After earning his teaching credential, Tom taught English and coached baseball and football for many years at Del Oro High School in Loomis, California.

Following his career in teaching, he lived in Citrus Heights, California and was an enthusiastic regular at Omaha Hi-Lo games at the Lucky Derby.

In 2012, Tom relocated to Addison, Texas to be closer to his daughter, Kelli, and his granddaughters, Bridget and Charlotte. Following his move to Texas, he spent much of his time reading books, following the stock market, enjoying long walks around the neighborhood, playing Omaha at the WinStar on Saturdays, and attending as many North Texas LPGA tournaments as possible.

A loving father and a devoted grandfather, Tom enjoyed golfing, watching the San Francisco Giants, reading the novels of John Sandford, eating mint chocolate chip ice cream, playing cards, encouraging sarcasm in children, challenging equivocations, and cheering on whichever team was playing against the San Francisco 49ers in a given week.

He was preceded in death by his parents, Tom and Liz Howell, and his niece Joanna Howell. Tom is survived by his daughter Kelli Howell Heinzerling, her husband Dan, and granddaughters Bridget and Charlotte, all of Addison, Texas; his brother, Dan Howell and his wife Jan, of Cary, NC; nephews Robbie, Tommy and Mike Howell, and extended family and dear friends. A private memorial service will be held this summer in Northern California. As a former high school English teacher, Tom was often asked how to encourage children to love reading. His consistent advice was to let children always choose the books that they want to read, not the books that you think they should read. He strongly believed that letting kids read whatever they wanted, whenever they wanted, was the key to cultivating a love of books.

Accordingly, in lieu of flowers, the family requests that you take a child you love to the bookstore, and let that child choose some books or magazines that they would like to readпїЅ not the books that you think they should read. 

Mark Twain Johnson passed away November 25, 2016, at the age of 72. He was a life long resident of Roseville, Calif. Mark served in Korea for the US Army. He also spent a year in Germany to complete his B.A. degree, in English and German, from Cal State Sacramento. He retired, after 29 years, from the State of California, as Director of Industrial Relations. He was an active, twenty-year member of the Sacramento Bee Book Club. He enjoyed the music of Bob Dylan, and brought laughter and humor to everyone he met. Mark was devoted to his family, and is survived by his wife of 42 years, Linda, and sons Dash and Steven Johnson, sister Maxine, and brother Bill. He passed away from respiratory failure.

A Tribute to Mark Johnson written by Dave Koester December 2016

Mark was a good friend of mine; a dear friend; a longtime friend; a trusted friend. And being the literary man that he was, he would no doubt, disapprove of this hyperbole. But it is as impossible to speak of him without it, as it is to sum up the life of a man Ive known for almost sixty years. I first met Mark when we were boys of sixteen down in the jungle camps of Dry Creek. It seemed to me then that Mark was already a man, as there he told me about such things as Jack Kerouac and the beat generation, Tom Dooley, bongo drums, and poetry. As the years passed by, we would proudly cruise town together in his first car, a car that resembled a Tijuana taxi cab more than anything else with ripped and sagging headliner and inside door handles that were either missing or continuously falling off. We spent many a lonely weekend night in it together parked off some country road drinking six packs of Country Club beer ad talking life. We rode the freights and admired the lives of the hobos who often bought our beer. There were endless sunny summer days of cruising the local A&W, drinking iced mugs of root beer all to the sounds of Run Around Sue. We consoled each other through numerous heartbreaks, backed each other up when it came to fisticuffs, and smoked cigarettes on street corners and back alleys. After school, we played pinball down at the bowling alley and blew circles of smoke through our root beer floats at a cafпїЅ downtown. We fancied ourselves pretty cool dudes, and though weпїЅd never left town, men of the world. Yeseree, we knew what was what and we were going to tame the world. We were more than cool dudes, we were пїЅsmart guysпїЅ who figured we knew things nobody else knew. Little did we know how little we knew. We had problems at school; didn't fit in with the program or the cliques. At sixteen we ran away from home, heading for Canada with five bucks in our pocket making it as far as Cottonwood, California before being arrested, famished and dehydrated. Our junior year we were permanently suspended from Roseville High; all for drinking a can of beer before coming to pick up our report cards on the final day of school. It changed the course of our lives and could well have ruined them but we did not let it. Mark enlisted in the Army and ended up in Germany. I never forgave the school; one reason I never attend reunions; but Mark, true to his nature, did. He mastered the art of forgiveness early on. You could hit him over the head in the morning and by the evening, heпїЅd still call you his friend. Mark was the original happy go lucky guy. He was a spark plug, an energizer, and he brought laughter and life to every gathering. Returning from Germany, Mark eventually established a long and successful career in civil service, but as it turned out, his most noticeable accomplishment occurred when he met and married his incredible wife, Linda. She tamed the beast in him, gave him a quiet peace within and two fine boys. That was where his story would end; not a bad ending; better than many of us get! When Mark and I finally reconnected after decades of following our own paths, I wasn't surprised to see he hadn't changed a bit; still that lovable goofy smile on his face, still that exuberant laugh, and still that sense of wonder about everything that surrounded him in life. Mark was a literary guru whose walls at home were stacked high with books. Perhaps his favorite writer was Mark Twain, as after all, his parents had bestowed on him the name Mark Twain Johnson. It is appropriate here to quote one of Twain's epistles: Life is short Break the rules Forgive quickly Kiss slowly Laugh uncontrollably And never regret anything that makes you smile Mark followed these precepts to a tee; and when thinking of him , it will always bring a smile to my face; a smile I never regret! I will miss Mark tremendously but I also take comfort in the words of Kabil Gibran. When you part from your friends, grieve not; for that which you love the most in him may be clearer in his absence as the mountain to climber is clearer from the plain. As long as those of us who loved him live, Mark lives still Farewell my friend. May you rest in eternal peace Your good buddy, David December 2016

Frank Luna's Memorial was held Friday, Dec 9th at 11 am at St Rose Catholic Church, 615 Vine Avenue, Roseville, CA  A reception followed the service at Moose Lodge, 506 Lincoln Street, Roseville, CA

The 2017 Sierra College Golf Tournament was held in memory of Frank Luna on October 20th, 2017

Frank Luna was a life-long resident of Roseville and a proud military veteran. He attended Sierra College in the 1960’s – and was a star member of the football and baseball teams. Frank was a dedicated WAA Board member and also served as Treasurer. He could regularly be found attending football, baseball, and softball games at Sierra College – proudly cheering for the Wolverines. Frank was always available to help with events and assist Sierra’s athletic teams. He was an active member of the planning committee for this golf tournament. Frank will indeed be missed, and we are honored to hold this event in his memory. 

Shannon's obituary - https://everloved.com/life-of/shannon-gibbons/obituary/ - Shannon Gibbons went home to Jesus on February 26, 2023 at age 78. A loving and supportive mother, daughter, sister, grandmother, and great grandmother, Shannon was born on August 10, 1944 to SL and Eileen McBride in San Diego and grew up in Turlock and Roseville, California. She worked at Pacific Bell in Sacramento as a manager for over 20 years before retiring to devote her time to her greatest passion, family. Shannon had three boys, Devon, Derek and Dillon and was the most caring and supportive mother anyone could ever ask for, never missing a sporting event, birthday, anniversary, or other special event or moment of her children’s lives. She brought kindness and joy to everyone who was fortunate enough to know her. When her boys were grown and having children of their own Shannon was excited to share her love with her growing family including her daughters-in-law, six grandchildren, and a great grandchild. Throughout her entire life, she held an unwavering faith in God, which she shared with those who surrounded her. When she wasn’t doting on her family she enjoyed spending time with her friends from church for many activities, and celebrations. Shannon joins her parents and sister, Adrian, in Heaven. She is survived by her brother Pat McBride, children Devon and Suzie Gibbons, Derek Gibbons, Dillon and Jennifer Gibbons, grandchildren Jordan, Devon Jr. Nicole, Benjamin, Jacob, and Olivia, and great grandson Theodore. There was be a celebration of life on March 10 at the Chapel of the Valley, 97 Vernon St., Roseville, CA 95678.

Jonnie (Jon) Paul Nichols was born August 7, 1944 to Art and Irene Nichols. Jon was a Roseville High School graduate, Class of 1962, and a life-long Roseville resident. Retiring after a 40-year career with Southern Pacific/Union Pacific Railroad, Jon went on to work in retirement for Enterprise Rental Car. Jon had a love for sports, particularly golf, and always enjoyed a little friendly competition and a good joke. Jon is survived by his two daughters, Karyn Morris (Keith) of Mt. Shasta and Kristen Adamson (Gene) of El Dorado Hills, his two brothers, Art Nichols (Pat) of Roseville and Ken Nichols of Carson City, and his four grandchildren, Ryan, Dylan, Sydney and Zachary. Being a life-long resident of Roseville, Jon had friends wherever he went and so many people who cared about him. Please come join Jon's family and friends on Sunday, June 22, 2014 at Trocadero, 119 Church Street, Roseville, from 4:00 to 6:00 for a celebration of his life and to share stories and toast him one last time.

Eulogy by Beryl Singley Mayne                             10/18/2012

I stand here before you now to review my Childhood Memories of Frances Presti Jensen but first, let me share some memories of her family.  Her late father, Jack Sr., her late Mother, Serena, her late Brother Jack, and present here today her sister, Rosemarie.   These memories are quite vivid in my mind and important to me, because the Presti family’s home environment provided for me, a normal, calm and loving place to be in contrast to the lack of those things in my own childhood home.   There was nothing better for me, than to hang out with an old school Italian family. So, for that I am forever grateful.

My friendship with Frances was indeed very special. We connected quite early in our childhood and became fast friends at Eureka Union Elementary School. Starting in the first grade, we played hop scotch, jump rope, sang songs, and laughed all while learning the 3 R’s , reading, w(riting and  a(rithmatic!  As teenagers, we laughed even more!  We traded clothes and experimented a little with make-up.  We went to High School football games, rallies, and dances. We talked endlessly about (you guessed it) BOYS!  After all, our favorite song was “Where the Boys Are“ by Connie Francis. We shared and did most all the things that teenage girls do. As we went into and through our stages of academia at Roseville High School, we began to formulate serious plans for our future Careers. We thought training to become Airline Stewardesses would be the ultimate career for the both of us. We didn’t have a clue, but soon learned the requirements were far too strict!  WHAT?? No husbands, family or children? What kind of career other than being actresses would require such?

Well, reality finally emerged and after graduating from Roseville High School, both of us went into careers that were quite similar after all.  I became a Medical assistant and Frances a Dental Assistant.  Interesting side note; we both chose Healthcare careers and both of our daughters are now, teachers.   Who knew?  And so we went on with our Adult lives.  Frances and I really didn’t see much of one another throughout our respective adult lives but remained in contact with each other through correspondence, birthdays, Christmas cards and an occasional phone call.  I have mentioned to my family and friends many times in conversation about the influence that the Presti family had on my life. I really believe that   the rock tossed into the pond creating a ripple effect applies to me in reference to the Presti family.

After all is said and done, I find myself richer for having grown up with her and knowing such a wonderful family. Those youthful memories of her will forever live in my heart. She struck me as a very gentle soul and I am very sure we were in alignment as it was meant to be.  I always admired her Catholic Faith and dedication to her family and I would like to think of her now as being released and flying amongst the Angels.  To her Family I say:  May the light of the Universe shine upon your grieving hearts.  And finally, a quote from George C. Scott:  “The Human Spirit is stronger than anything that can happen to it. “       

Arlene Ann Tillett - Roseville - Died November 18, 1996. Arelne Ann Tillett passed away in Roseville on Nov. 18, 1996. Cherished wife of Thomas Tillett of Roseville, loving mother of Laurie Balmain of Citrus Heights, Kathy Sheldon of Antelope, Cherie Downie of Roseville, Shelly Tillet of Roseville and Jennifer Tillet of Roseville.Also survied by her father David Rich of Oregon and her sister Patti Hancock of Wisconsin, and four grandchildren. Mrss. Tillet was a native of Patterson, New Jersey. She was 51 years old. She was a registered nurse in the Neo Natal Unit at Sutter Roseville Medical Center for 17 years, as well as a Campfire Leader, past president of Mother Lode Council of Campfire girls, and was also very active for many years in the Roseville Bobby Sox. Friends are invited to attend recitation of the Rosary on Thursday, Nov. 21, at 7 p.m. at Reichert's Funeral Chapel, 7320 Auburn Blvd.,Citrus Heights, and a Memorial Mass on Friday, Nov.22, at 1pm at St. Rose Catholic Church, 615 VineAve. Contributions may be made to Sutter Roseville Hospice and will be accepted at Reichert's Funeral Chapel. There will be a private interment at Calvary Cemetery.

John R. Rosene passed away on Monday April 4th, 2016.
Funeral arrangements are under the direction of the Lawton Ritter Gray Funeral Home. Funeral services were held at the Trinity Assembly of God Church located at 202 SE 45th St, Lawton, Oklahoma.
Interment at the Fort Sill National Cemetery.

John was born in Hayward, CA on May 10th, 1944 to John and Elizabeth Rosene. He attended Roseville High School in Roseville, CA; graduating in 1962. After graduation, John worked and attended college. John entered the United States Army in 1964 and remained in service until 1972. John married Iva McAdams on June 27th, 1970. John and Iva have two daughters and the family lived in California. In 1983, the family moved to Lawton so John could begin work as a computer programmer with Telos. John enjoyed a long career as civilian contractor and finished his working years with Glacier technologies. John loved his family and his grandchildren brought a special joy to his heart. John enjoyed many pastimes, but his heart was in music. He played the organ, piano, harmonica, and guitar. His collection of LP's, cassettes, and CD's rivaled many. Any time he went to auctions and yard sales he would returns with new treasures, such as books, as he was an avid reader. He had a thirst for knowledge and learning. John was well-loved by everyone including his church family where he went on mission trips to help build churches in Mexico. He was a deacon, operated the sound booth, and taught adult Sunday school. He believed that cleaning the church was a ministry in itself to which he gladly performed. John is survived by his wife Iva, his daughters: Janice Lonteen, and Renee and her husband Robert Cryer, both of OK; his brother Donald and wife Carol Rosene of CA.; his sisters, Marilyn Hopping of CA and Katherine Gilman of CA.; his cousin, who was like a sister, Nancy, and husband Mike A'mato of Colorado; his brothers in law, James and wife, Carol and Dennis McAdams and wife, Chris; his sisters in law, Carolyn Blaylock and husband, Billy and Catherine Sue Schaefer; his grandchildren: Ian Cryer, Rachel Lonteen, Nick Lonteen, Waylon Cryer, and Chris Lonteen, all of OK. John was proceeded in death by his parents, his father in law, James McAdams, his mother in law Margie Williams and his brothers in law, David Hopping and Robert McAdams.

July 26, 1943 - June 20, 2012 Kenneth Dale Sloan, 68, of Foresthill and Davis, CA. passed away Wednesday, June 20, 2012 at Sutter General Hospital in Sacramento. 

He was born July 26, 1943 in Vernon, Texas but grew up and went to school in Roseville, CA. He received an AA Degree from Columbia Community College, worked for UC Davis and the California State Correctional Facilities in Vacaville and Folsom, CA. He retired in 2003. He loved sailing, fishing, playing cards, and collecting ‘things’ he always knew would one day come in handy. He especially loved spending time at the family farm near Hope, AR. 

He is survived by his wife, Sharon (Styers) Sloan of Foresthill and now Davis, CA,

Karen Spiva Kister - Funeral Services 21 July 10:30 am Roseville Cemetery

Joy Sorenson Armstrong passed away August 4, 2023, in Holladay, Utah. She was born November 2, 1944, in Yuba City, Sutter County, California, to Joseph LeVoy and Emma Blaser Sorenson. She married William Alexander Armstrong on December 18, 1962.

Joy loved babies and children. She was a room mother extraordinaire. She loved homemaking, making the holidays special, gardening, music, and reading. She was a successful small business owner.

Joy is survived by her daughters, Shannon (Russ) Smith, Kathleen, Laura, Judith Ann (Brad) Christensen, and Elizabeth Rebecca. Her grandchildren, Adrienne, Melanie, Shane, Eric, Andrew, Jill, Nathan, Luke, Jimmy, Amanda, and Isla. Great-grandchildren: Henry, Scarlett, Autumn, Lucy, Ella, Holland, Dane, Ike, Micah, Thomas, Marie, Claire, Soren, Will, Finn, Mason, Magdalena, and Lily. She is survived by her sister, Emma Jean (Gordon) Haight.

She was preceded in death by her parents Joseph LeVoy and Emma Blaser Sorenson; siblings James LeVoy, Anna Eileen Smith, Donald William, Carol Lucille, and Lois Marie Stoneking.

Services for Joy were at The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints at 4917 South Viewmont Street, Holladay, Utah 84117. Interment at Memorial Holladay Cemetery, 4900 South Memory Lane, Holladay, Utah 84117.

05/01/2017 - 6/8/2020

Carolyn Riolo, born Carolyn Whitehead passed away peacefully in her sleep on June 8th.  She leaves behind her husband of 53 years Tim Riolo, daughters Gina, Anna and Dona, grandchildren Timothy, Addie, Loren, Charlee,Giana, Delaney and Brody.  She is well known for involvement in the Gold Country Cutting Horse Association, as a member of the placer County MAC, and as the owner of the Riolo CPA firm in Roseville, CA. Carolyn was an avid skier, not having missed a year in 55 years.  She was the daughter of a cowboy and cattleman, Fred Whitehead and a real Estate Broker Marion Whitehead, Carolyn was a striking beauty, voted Miss Roseville Centennial in 1962.  She also loved to fish, shoot, trail ride, and work on the ranch. She is known for her wild sense of humor and her big smile.  Having left us unexpectedly and far too soon, she will be sorely missed.

Graveside service to be held on Friday, June 19th at 1pm at the Rocklin Cemetery. Celebration of life to follow at Mt Pleasant Hall 2:30 pm 3333 Mt Pleasant Road, Lincoln, 95648