Burton L. Moore 1918 – 2014 Burt Moore passed away surrounded by his family on December 18, 2014. He was 96. Born in Globe, Arizona he moved to Redondo Beach in 1923. A graduate of Redondo Beach High School, he enlisted in the Army Air Corps in 1941, serving as Lead Navigator in the 7th Bomber command, B-24 Squadron, Pacific Theater. He survived the Battle of Tarawa, when the B-24 he was navigating was shot down. The crew ditched the aircraft at night off the island of Funafuti, in the former Ellice Islands, in the Polynesian Nation known as Tuvalu today. With two engines shot out, the pilot was unable to accomplish a go-around, and chose to land straight ahead, under control, in the ocean. The crew paddled a life raft ashore substaining only one casualty. His injuiries healed and he finished the war in Pueblo, Colorado as a Navigation Instructor. Burt owned Moore's Market, located in Palos Verdes Estates since 1932, which was in his family for 105 years (1905 – 2011). Burt loved fishing , shooting, camping, friends, and above all, his family. His wonderful wife Lottie preceded him in death. Married 62 years, he is survived by his children; Veith (Marian), Shannon Reynolds (Larry), Cindy Southgate (Mike); grandchildren; Alycia, Jeff (Natalie), Kelly (Brian), Lindsay, and Megan, great grandchild; Ella, and soon-to-be-born Bennett. He was a wonderful man, and will be missed by all who knew him. The Graveside Service will be held Saturday, January 10. 2014 at Pacific Crest Cemetery.

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  1. Rest in Peace Mr Moore. Thank you for my first job bagging groceries at Moores market Malaga Cove in 1973. You are a good man….

  2. Moore’s market and Reese’s drug store were the only places we local kids could buy a candy bar back in the ’40’s. Bert, Mr. Moore was always tolerant of us roaming the store after school. Really nice guy; everybody liked him. Mike Kennedy

  3. On behalf of the Hayes Family, I want to send our condolences and sympathy to the family and friends of Burt Moore. Burt was a distant
    cousin and somewhat of a noted hero to us for the heroic action performed by Burt and his crew members – they encountered during World War II. In fact when I was born in 1942, my parents decided to name me Burton in honor or our cousin. Like Burt, all of us Hayes children were born in Globe Arizona.
    Our thoughts and prayers are with the family.
    Burton George Hayes and Family

  4. Dear Moore Family,

    We are so sorry to hear of the loss of Burt.

    When we were children, going to Moore€™s market was a regular
    occurrence for us kids. Back then, we rarely
    went to a big supermarket like Von€™s, we always went to Moore€™s, where people could put their groceries on an account and pay it off at the end of the month. I remember the way that market smelled: like cardboard, fresh vegetables and floor wax all mixed together. My mom would walk up and down the wood plank
    floors of the aisles, pushing one cart and pulling another, stocking up to feed her hungry family of five children.

    Something that today€™s kids will probably never be able to
    relate to is that butcher counter. Everything displayed there always looked so fresh and inviting, accented with sprigs of parsley. My mom would regularly order a whole side of beef, and we would go periodically to pick it up. She would stand at the counter, and
    Burt or Veith or whoever was working it that day would hand over package after package of the different cuts€.steaks, roasts, ground beef, etc. We stored it all in our big chest-type
    freezer at home, slowly going through it as my mom prepared our preferred meat-potatoes-salad meals every night.
    People think I€™m crazy when I tell them we would sneak chunks of the raw ground beef to eat, but the meat was such high quality we never really thought anything of it€.it was just really good.
    We didn€™t know we were young gourmets eating €œsteak tartare€; we were just hungry!

    Once in awhile, being kids, one of us would need to use the restroom, and I clearly remember going into the mysterious back room of the store, climbing up stairs and dodging boxes to use the facilities. Somehow I also felt privileged to be able to
    get a €œbehind the scenes€ look at the working of a market back there!

    Since my father, Patrick, worked for Burt when he was
    younger, our childhoods also included stories of deliveries he would make to local residents, some of whom were apparently quite the characters! And because he had worked there and knew the Moore family, I always felt that as his children it gave us a certain cache, we were on the €œinside,€ we knew the owner of the store, we were allowed to go into the back and use that restroom!

    Malaga Cove, Moore€™s Market, and the soda fountain at the
    drugstore are all great childhood memories, along with Santa arriving on a fire truck every Christmas to hand out candy canes and listen to the wishes of local children. It was a simpler time, and a simpler childhood, it seems, than what today€™s younger generation experience. But the Moore family was a
    good part of our days on the Peninsula, and Burt will always be remembered fondly!

    Our condolences to all of you,

    Karen, Grant, Kim and Jill Stewart

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