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Eleanor Ruth (Stewart) Brent, mother to John Brent of Orange and Jeff Brent of Santa Barbara, passed away peacefully in her home on April 21, 2017 at the age of 91. Eleanor, the daughter of Martha and Roy Stewart, was born in San Bernardino in 1925, where she attended San Bernardino High School and owned a horse named Ginger. During World War II she worked as an Operator and Payroll Clerk for the Phone Company. Eleanor met Forrest Brent at a friend's wedding; she was a bridesmaid and he was a groomsman. After marrying, they moved to Manhattan Beach and had two sons. Once her boys started school, Eleanor became a school volunteer, and as they grew, she started helping in the office, finally accepting a paid position. She worked as an elementary School Secretary for three decades. For her many contributions Pacific Elementary dedicated the school Library in her honor. Eleanor loved the community of Manhattan Beach and lived there for 67 years. She consistently won blue ribbons at the Olde Hometown Fair for her zucchini relish. After retiring, Eleanor traveled with her husband Forrest and took up woodworking and crafting. She got together often with longtime friends in her "Stitch & Bitch" group, but Eleanor always made time to look after her beloved grandchildren Heather, Forrest and Alexandra Brent. After her husband Forrest passed in 1999, Eleanor stayed active, becoming a regular of the Sea Aire Women's Golf Club, traveling to see friends and family, and playing Cole Porter tunes on her organ. Eleanor was a giver and a people person. She was widely admired for the quilted baby blankets and elaborate birthday cakes she created for those in her extended circle. Fiercely independent, Eleanor did her own gardening, cooking and cleaning until the age of 87. After a health setback in 2010, she not only completed rehab, but drove herself to Zumba Gold class twice a week where she was the inspiration of women decades her junior. In the end, Eleanor will be remembered for her quiet thoughtfulness and generosity to others, always there with a kind word, a warm dish, and a thank you note. In lieu of flowers, please donate to the Children's Hospital of Los Angeles or the charity of your choice.

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  1. If there was one thing Grandma hated, it was empty stomachs. For awhile, every time we’d make the journey down from Santa Barbara, she’d be in the kitchen when we got there, preparing something delicious. If there was one thing she loved more than keeping bellies full, it was her friends and family. Sometimes these two interests intersected, one example being her special birthday cakes. One instance sticks out to me. It must’ve been my 9th or 10th birthday. I was obsessed with the European comic “The Adventures of Tintin” so I asked Grandma for a Tintin cake. No problem for Eleanor. She took it upon herself to look up the characters from the comic and then painstakingly draw them onto the cake she had baked from scratch. This is just one of the many many times Grandma went the extra mile to bring happiness to those she loved. Thank you Grandma NorNor for bringing light into our lives and touching us with your kindness and generosity.

  2. Sincere condolences to John and Jeff your mom was a great inspiration in my life when I was young. I remember how she taught me how to decorate cakes. I have many good memories of your mom. Duncan Avenue was a great place to grow up. Your Mom and Dad were great people.

  3. To the family, i am deeply sorry for your loss. May the God comfort be with you during this difficult time until his promise is fulfilled. Revelations 21:4.

  4. When I think of Eleanor I think holidays and get togethers. Whether at her house or ours she cooked yummy main dishes and treats. There were always nor one but two or more desserts. She was a wonderful grandma to my girls and never hesitated to get down on the floor to play with them. I also remember those rousing games of Pit, wizard of oz in tv and the walks to the pier. She was a wonderful woman and anyone who’s life was touched by her has been truly blessed.

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