Bobbie
Bobbie R. Mannas, of Rancho Palos Verdes, passed away peacefully on August 13, 2018, at the age of 85. Born Bobbie Jean Rivers on May 7, 1933 at home in Virginia, Bobbie grew up in the tiny town of Benham, Kentucky. Bobbie’s father was a coal miner and her mother a postal worker. Bobbie was a high school cheerleader, she had a beautiful voice and enjoyed singing in front of an audience. Even though Bobbie and, her sister Billie, grew up in a home with no running water, their mother made sure there was enough money to send both daughters to college. Bobbie went on to attend Radford College for Women, and it was then that she met her future husband, Don (a Virginia Tech student), while on a double date. Together, Bobbie and Don would become diehard "Hokies" for life. They married while Don was still in college and Bobbie supported them on a teacher’s salary. The couple had their first two daughters quickly and picked up roots to move to Chatsworth California. Bobbie and Don had two more daughters and then moved to Rancho Palos Verdes to raise their family and live out their golden years together. Bobbie was always an avid reader, and she enjoyed working with children with disabilities and volunteering for the San Pedro library, delivering books to shut-ins. After raising their four daughters, Don and Bobbie were able to set aside time for travel. Beloved Mother, Bobbie Mannas will be missed tremendously by her “doggie soulmate” Coco Chanel and her three daughters: Valerie (Jeffrey) McElhaney of Torrance, Laura Mannas of Redondo Beach, and Julie Mannas of Brooklyn, New York. She was predeceased by her husband Don (2009), her eldest daughter Diane Mannas, of Fremont, California (2000) and sister Billie Lacy (1989). She is also survived by her five grandchildren Madison, Kylie, Weston, and Wade McElhaney; as well as her eldest grandchild, Ryan Mannas. Her family would like to Thank the Huntington Assisted living staff and her dear friends Jean and Larry Jones and Mark and Terry Voss for their kindness during her illness. I’d like the memory of me to be a happy one. I’d like to leave an afterglow of smiles when life is done. I’d like to leave an echo whispering softly down the ways. Of happy times and laughing times and bright and sunny days. I’d like the tears of those who grieve, to dry before the sun. Of happy memories that I leave when life is done.

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