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Schreiber, Bella (Belle) Lipson Born March 9, 1912, Philadelphia, PA; died June 17, 2001, in Boise, ID. Services to be held at Beth Olam Cemetery, 6000 Santa Monica, Blvd., Hollywood, CA, Wednesday, June 20, 2001, at 12:30 PM. Her parents were Julius and Rosa (Leshner) Lipson. A graduate of Polytechnic High School in LA in 1930, she married Jacob (Jack) Schreiber Aug. 29, 1937; they remarried on their 50th anniversary in 1987. Lived in the Los Angeles area until 1993 when they moved to Boise. She was a Brownie and Girl Scout leader, PTA President, active in Cheerful Helpers at Cedars Sinai. Instilled a love of arts, theatre, ballet, opera in her children. Excelled at flower arranging and table decorations. Was "hostess with mostest" for family gatherings and new year's day celebrations. She loved to travel with her Jack; she was his "princess." A wonderful wife, and mother who cared deeply for all her family. Survived by daughter, Dorothy Ann Snowball, Boise, ID; son and wife, Jules and Gail Schreiber, San Diego, CA; grandchildren Rick, Randy, Dan and Melissa Snowball, Boise, ID, Ruth Schreiber, Glendale, CA, Beth (Jeff) Licha, San Diego, CA, 4 great-grandchildren, brother Sam (Sydelle) Lipson and many loving nieces and nephews. Preceded in death by parents, husband Jack, two brothers, a sister, and brother-in-law.

Donations can be made to Parkinson Resource Organization, 74-090 El Paseo, St. 102 Palm Desert, CA. 92260.

Federico Torres Fernández, 84, of Palm Desert and México died in Palm Desert, CA on December 22, 2019. Federico was born to Benita Torres and Gregorio Fernández in El Centro (San Juan), Jerez, Zacatecas, México on March 2, 1935, although his official birthday is listed as April 8, 1935. Federico was proud of working as a "palmero" in the Coachella Valley for over 50 years - very hard but honest work that allowed him to support and sustain his family. He was a hard-working and proud Mexican immigrant to this country who dedicated his life to respectfully helping every person with whom he interacted. He treasured his family and instilled in them his incredible work ethic and love for education. One of his favorite childhood memories was placing first in an area-wide school competition in 4th grade; his greatest regret was being too poor to continue his schooling. In his final days, he expressed joy in knowing that all his children graduated from college, and felt pride that these included some of the most prestigious universities in the world, including U.C. Berkeley, UCLA, Stanford, and Harvard. Most of all, however, he was content that his sons and daughters were all happy and successful. These last five years he endured with silent strength and grace the ravages of Parkinson's. With the daily assistance and loving care of his wife, five children, and his on-call son-in-law (Dr. Chris), he continued to enjoy life to its fullest and he spent as much time as possible with his five grandchildren. A quiet, honest, and hard-working family man of intrinsic integrity, he is now and always will be greatly missed by those of us who had the good fortune to spend time with him, even if it meant watching him consistently beat you while playing his two favorite games: dominos and conquián.

Federico was a much beloved son, brother, husband, father and "Tata." He is survived by his wife, Josefa Cabrera Fernández; his children and their spouses: Salvador Fernández & Jennifer Eich (Los Angeles), Griselda Fernández & Rafael Barboza (Indio), Maricela Fernández & Christopher Flores (Rancho Mirage), Federico & Ellen Fernández (Richmond), and Adrian Fernández & Marci Furutani (Mill Valley); his grandchildren: Rebeca, Gabriel, Freddy, Raidan and Emily; and his siblings: Jorge Fernández (Cathedral City), María Gilberta Fernández (Mexico), Lorenzo Fernández (Arizona), Hijinio Fernández (Mexico), Benigna Miranda (Los Angeles), and Pio Fernández (Los Angeles).

He is preceded in death by his parents, Gregorio Fernández (1968) and Benita Torres Fernández (2006); and his siblings: Froylán Fernández (2001); Trinidad Fernández (1986); and Abdon Fernández (2013).

All services will be held on Thursday, January 2, 2020 at Sacred Heart Catholic Church in Palm Desert.Visitation will be held at 11:00 am with a rosary following at 12:15 pm and funeral mass at 1:00 pm. Burial will follow at Coachella Valley Cemetery.

En memoria de Federico Torres Fernández. Federico Torres Fernández, a los 84 años, de Palm Desert y México murió en Palm Desert, CA el 22 de diciembre de 2019. Federico, hijo de Benita Torres y Gregorio Fernández, nació en el Centro (San Juan), Jerez, Zacatecas, México, el 2 de marzo de 1935, aunque su cumpleaños está registrado oficialmente como el 8 de abril de 1935. Federico estaba orgulloso de trabajar como "palmero" en el Valle de Coachella por más de 50 años, un trabajo muy duro, pero honesto. Era un inmigrante mexicano orgulloso de trabajar en este país, quien dedicó su vida a apoyar y ayudar a todos aquellos con quienes él se comunicaba. Federico siempre valoró mucho a su familia y más que nada les enseñó y dejó a sus cinco hijos su increíble ética de trabajo y amor por la educación. Uno de sus recuerdos favoritos de su niñez fue salir primero en una competencia escolar regional cuando estaba en cuarto grado de la primaria. De hecho, durante mucho años nos contaba su remordimiento de crecer pobre y no poder continuar sus estudios. En sus últimos días, expresó su alegría y orgullo al saber que todos sus hijos se graduaron de unas de las universidades más prestigiosas del mundo, incluyendo U.C. Berkeley, UCLA, Stanford y Harvard. Más que nada, expresó su alegría de que todos tuvieron éxito y se encontraban muy felices. Estos últimos cinco años soportó valientemente los efectos físicos causados por Parkinson's. Con la ayuda diaria y amorosa de su esposa, cinco hijos y su yerno doctor (Dr. Chris), continuó disfrutando de la vida al máximo y pasó el máximo tiempo que pudo con sus cinco nietos. Un hombre silencioso, honesto, trabajador y de familia con una integridad intrÍnseca, tanto ahora como en el futuro lo vamos a extrañar todos nosotros los que tuvimos la gran suerte de pasar tiempo con él, aunque solo fuera mirarlo constantemente ganarle a uno cuando jugaba sus dos juegos favoritos: dominó y conquián.

Federico era un hijo, hermano, esposo, padre y "Tata" adorado. A Federico le sobreviven su esposa, Josefa Cabrera Fernández; sus hijos y sus parejas: Salvador Fernández y Jennifer Eich (Los Ángeles), Griselda Fernández y Rafael Barboza (Indio), Maricela Fernández y Christopher Flores (Rancho Mirage), Federico y Ellen Fernández (Richmond), y Adrián Fernández y Marci Furutani (Mill Valle)y; sus nietos: Rebeca, Gabriel, Freddy, Raidan y Emily; y sus hermanos: Jorge Fernández (Cathedral City), María Gilberta Fernández (México), Lorenzo Fernández (Arizona), Higinio Fernández (México), Benigna Miranda (Los Ángeles) y Pío Fernández (Los Ángeles).

Le precedieron en la muerte sus padres, Gregorio Fernández (1968) y Benita Torres Fernández (2006); y sus hermanos: Froylán Fernández (2001), Trinidad Fernández (1986) y Abdón Fernández (2013).

Todos los servicios se llevarán a cabo el jueves, 2 de enero de 2020 en la Iglesia Católica del Sagrado Corazón en Palm Desert. Las visitas se harán empezando a las 11:00 a.m. con el Rosario a las 12:15 p.m. y la Misa del funeral a la 1:00 p.m. El entierro seguirá inmediatamente en el cementerio de Coachella Valley.

Monika Linnea "Mogi" Lindqvist passed away on November 11, 2019, at Torrance Memorial Medical Center in Torrance, California. She was 78. Monika was born on September 17, 1941, on the tiny island of Korpo, in Finland's Swedish-speaking archipelago in the middle of the Baltic Sea, during wartime. She was raised in a parsonage on a farm that her Lutheran pastor father cultivated. She was the third of eight children and the eldest daughter. At 17, she won a scholarship to study abroad at a high school in Virginia, Minnesota, from 1959-1960, and attended the prom with a smitten young American, Jerry Wiljanen. She returned to Finland to earn a degree in international business and languages at bo Akademi in Turku, then worked as a nurse's aide in Germany and an au pair in Belgium to achieve fluency in German and French. She traveled widely, eventually reconnected with her high school prom date, and agreed to marry him in 1965. (They divorced in 1993.) The couple first settled in St. Paul, Minnesota, where she worked as an executive secretary and translator for the 3M Corporation. Two years later, they relocated to Redondo Beach, California for Jerry's work. Their two children, Ursula and Joel, were born shortly thereafter. The family belonged to Vasa Lodge, a local Swedish-American cultural organization, and the Lutheran Church of the Good Shepherd in Torrance, where Monika was an active member for nearly 50 years. While her children were growing up, Monika taught preschool at the church, as well as Sunday School and Vacation Bible School. She was a Girl Scout leader for 15 years, mentoring her daughter's peer group from Brownies through Senior Scouts and helping them fundraise for and plan a six-week trip to Europe when they graduated from high school in 1986. While her children were in high school, she studied nursing at El Camino College, graduating with an Associate of Arts degree in 1985. She loved nursing and had many roles, from delivering babies to helping people recover from surgery. Her skills in starting an IV were legendary. She worked at Little Company of Mary Hospital and Torrance Memorial Medical Center in Torrance as well as Daniel Freeman Marina Hospital in Marina del Rey. The onset of Parkinson's disease forced an early retirement from the profession she loved, and so she redirected her boundless energy toward advocating for fellow "Parkinsonians," leading exercise groups and organizing educational and social events for her group for nearly 20 years. A lifelong love of travel and adventure took her all over the world, from India to Honduras. She also visited her family and friends in Scandinavia as often as she could. A farmer's daughter, she grew an abundance of fruits, vegetables, herbs, and flowers in her verdant garden, where she loved hosting friends. All who knew her remember her parties, from gingerbread house decorating at Christmas, to extravagant birthday blowouts, when she decked out her yard in Viking longships and papier mache horses and brought in live Polynesian dance troupes and fire eaters. In the final years of her life, she harvested passion fruit from the vines surrounding her yard to make countless jars of homemade jelly, which she sold through her church to benefit hurricane relief in Puerto Rico and the U.S. Virgin Islands. She is survived by her daughter, Ursula Lindqvist, of St. Peter, Minn., and her husband, Remo Alexandri, of Fairfax, Va.; her son, Joel Wiljanen, and his wife, Heidi, of Sammamish, Wash.; two grandsons, Benjamin and Luke Wiljanen, of Sammamish, Wash.; a granddaughter, Anabelle Alexandri, of St. Peter, Minn.; two sisters, Tettan Lindqvist of Pargas, Finland, and Barbro N„se of Karis, Finland; four brothers, Jan-Erik Lindqvist of Helsinki, Finland, Trygve Lindqvist and Vidar Lindqvist of Eken„s, Finland, and Ingmar Lindqvist of Esbo, Finland; along with many nieces and nephews. She is preceded in death by her father, Sven Erik Lindqvist, and her mother, Anna Linnea (Borg) Lindqvist, of Eken„s, Finland, and her brother, Rune Lindqvist, of Pargas, Finland. A memorial service is scheduled for Saturday, January 18, at Lutheran Church of the Good Shepherd in Torrance, California.

Marjorie F. Cowen passed away peacefully on December 16, 2019, in New Orleans, Louisiana. Originally from Whitefish Bay, Wisconsin, Marjorie settled in Cleveland, Ohio, where she pursued her education-receiving her undergraduate degree from Ursuline College and an MBA from Case Western Reserve University-and began a successful 16-year career as an administrator and development officer at Case Western. It was also at Case Western that she met her second husband and love of her life, Scott S. Cowen. Together, they moved to New Orleans when he became president of Tulane University in 1998. Marjorie embraced her new role as senior adviser for external affairs and made sure to frequently open the President's House for her popular "salons" that showcased Tulane faculty and to host students and other Tulanians as well as members of the broader New Orleans community. She was especially proud to be given the title of First Lady Emerita of Tulane University upon her retirement in 2014. Marjorie was known for her graciousness, her sparkle and joie de vivre, and for her caring and unwavering friendship. A determined and brave woman who faced the highs and lows of life with her unmistakable humor, honesty, and spiritedness, she was a mentor and role model to many and will be remembered for her wisdom and warmth alike. She loved her family with all her heart and was an extraordinary wife, mother, and grandmother. Marjorie is survived by her devoted husband of 30 years, Scott S. Cowen; her loving children, Lisa Feldman, Tommy (Ali) Feldman, Karen (Niklaus) Feldman, and Amanda (David) Cowen Russell; her adored grandchildren, Lulu, Toby, Henry, Joey, and Mara; and her dear brother, Jim (Judy) Silbermann; as well as countless wonderful friends. Burial services in East Hampton, New York, will be private. Arrangements are being made for memorial services in early 2020 in New Orleans, Louisiana, and Cleveland, Ohio.

Ann Bodenhamer Martin, 82, made her transition and took flight with the angels on November 6, 2009. We all loved her. We all were uniquely blessed and inspired to new heights by her pure, yet simple way of loving. Our spirits soared as we laughed at her priceless and infectious sense of humor. We all have personal stories to share how she changed our lives for the better. Remembering Reverend Ann B. Martin conjures up a multitude of emotions and memories for all of us; sheer blessedness, unconditional love, heartfelt empathy, and unending wisdom. For 20 years, Ann blessed us as the Minister of Unity Church of Palm Springs. With her positive and caring approach in her thoughts, words, deeds and actions, she encouraged countless people to savor every moment of life with strength and appreciation, a sense of wonder, and a forgiving heart. Even when Parkinson's disease began playing havoc with her body and mind, she fought it head on, openly talking about it, laughing at it, and loving God all the more. Dedicated to the little white church in the desert, Dr. Ann communicated her pearls of wisdom in over 2,500 sermons. And then there were the hugs, over 240,000 of them, with always more to come. Ann's presence and devotion extended past the walls of the church. She built a sense of community within the community, dedicating herself to helping terminally ill patients and anyone else who needed a shoulder to cry on. She spent innumerable hours holding the hands of frightened individuals, assuring that God loved them and so did she. Above all, Ann was a teacher. She possessed the uncanny ability to recognize gifts inside of us that we couldn't see. And she was always right. Full of wisdom and encouragement, her messages were simple: "Decide today to make love a priority. Do what comes naturally and follow your heart. Listen within, forgive yourself and others, and ask for the truth of love to fill your life." Also a gifted author, Ann wrote several touching and awe-inspiring books. Her latest book, Calling Your Angel (SterlingHouse Publisher) has been enlightening readers since the fall of 2007. Calico Families (Pelican Publishing Co.) was first published in 1974 and has recently been re-released after 35 years! Ann's life before she moved to Palm Springs was anything but ordinary. A television personality in New Orleans, she created and hosted several shows, including "New Orleans Bandstand," "Hospitality House," and "The Ann Elliott Show." Also a fashion model, a radio broadcaster, a photographer, a journalist for several periodicals, and the first woman ever to "call the horses," Ann's life has been quite a trip! Ann's final job was perhaps her most important - Grandma. Living in Colorado with her daughter and two granddaughters for the past 15 months, Ann tackled Parkinson's with courage and conviction, determined to leave her grandchildren with the invaluable gifts of compassion, tolerance, forgiveness, faith in what you can't see, and love, always, always love. So, let's open our hearts, wipe away our tears, raise our arms in the air, and give our precious lady that well known, old fashioned, Ann Martin sendoff: Hip Hip Hooray! Hip Hip Hooray! Hip Hip Hooray! We love you, Dr. Ann! We love you, friend! We love you more! It would be greatly appreciated if monetary gifts made in memory of Dr. Ann, be sent to the Rev. Ann Martin Memorial at Parkinson's Resource Organization, 74-478 Highway 111, #102, Palm Desert, CA 92260 or on their website at www.parkinsonsresource.org. Telephone 877-775-4111. Also, all royalties made from future book sales will be donated to PRO. Thank you.