Herbert
Herbert Barchie, age 89, of Redondo Beach, CA passed away on October 7, 2009. He was born March 23, 1920, in Seekonk, Massachusetts to Andrew and Amy Barchi. Herb enlisted in the United States Marines during World War II. He was trained as a tail gunner in the B-25 Mitchell and saw action all across the Pacific Theater earning a Distinguished Flying Cross and several Air Medals for his combat duty. After the war Herb married Helen M. Kirol in Providence, RI on August 3, 1946. He worked as a machinist at Brown and Sharpes Manufacturing until he moved to Jackson Hole, Wyoming in 1958. He worked at the local newspaper, the Jackson Hole Guide, as a typesetter until he moved to Redondo Beach in 1959 where he worked for the US Postal Service as a letter carrier. He became the Supervisor of Mails at the Palos Verdes Post Office and served in that capacity until his retirement. He was active in the Boy Scouts of America and served as the Scoutmaster for Troop 788, Redondo Beach for 7 years. He was recognized for his leadership in the Scouting movement and was invited to attend Wood Badge which he successfully completed. His interests included wood carving and archery for which he won numerous awards culminating in a California state Senior Olympics championship at the age of 87. He was a member and officer of the South Bay Archery Club. He was a life member of VFW Post 10166 and WWII B-25 Squadron VMB-611. He is preceded in death by his father and mother and his wife of 57 years, Helen in 2002. Herb is survived by his four children, Herb Jr. and his wife, Karen, Steven and his wife Carol, Stefana and her husband John Mirto, and his youngest son George, and eight grandchildren and nine great-grandchildren. Semper Fi Please use this website, www.LAfuneral.com to send the family messages or share memories.

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  1. Hello, I was a scout in Troup 788, Herb was the Scoutmaster. I remember the camping trips and what a great role model your father was. The old Marine was patient and supportive of me. The night I pitched a tent in a gully in the rain and ended up sleeping in his car or how he walked with me as I fell behind on long hikes will always be with me. You were blessed to have him so long. My best to all of you. Dave Reynolds

  2. I will miss my archery buddy very much but know that he will do what Marines do and that is guard the Heavely Gates with zeal. Go in peace! Semper Fi

  3. The kindest eyes I ever viewed. The deepest heart I ever felt. The strongest hand I ever held. The sweetest song I ever heard. To the mountains we will go, and fly away to Jesus, my Daddys’ soul.

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