John
Reidy, John Vincent, a 51 year resident of Torrance, passed away on Wednesday, September 1, 2010 in Torrance. Born in Douglas, AZ., John was 91 when he died. His family moved to Los Angeles in 1930 and he grew up in South Central which he always referred to as the South West. He graduated from St. Michaels Grammar School and St. Agnes High School. After taking some College courses, he went to work for Douglas Aircraft Company. With the onset of World War 2 he served in the Army Air Corps. After the War he went to work for Pacific Telephone Company. He started out at an entry level position and quickly worked his way up. In 1955 he met and fell in love with Mary J. McCarthy of Rochester, New York. They were married on July 20th, 1957 in Rochester. The Reidy family moved to West Torrance in 1959. He loved Notre Dame football and golf. He was at his best when he was doing projects around the house. His main hobbies were brickwork, yard work and doing crossword puzzles. He adored all dogs. He was very active in the Catholic Church and had a very strong faith. John is survived by Sons, John P. Reidy, James C. Reidy, Timothy P. Reidy, Daughter, Maureen A. Trelease (Steven), and two Grandchildren. He was preceded in death by his wife Mary. The service will be held at St. Lawrence Martyr Church on Friday, September 10, 2010 at 10:00 A.M. Private burial will follow at Green Hills Memorial Park in Rancho Palos Verdes.

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  1. Your last month was so very rough, I feel blessed to have been there with you. As tough as it is to loose you, I take great comfort knowing that you and Mom are reunited in paradise.Thank you so much for the gift of your life. We had great times growing up in West Torrance.You were a great man. I will always love you.I feel your grace every day.You will be missed.

  2. To the Reidy family – You are in my thoughts and prayers during this difficult time. May God comfort you and bless you. Your Dad, John, now rests in the glory of Our Lord, happily reunited with your Mom.

  3. My condolences to the family and friends of John Vincent Reidy, may you all find peace at this time. The scripture found at Isaiah 25:8 says ” And he (God) will actually swallow up death forever…” may these words be a comfort to you all.

  4. I worked with your father for six months beginning in January 1976 at 1010 Wilshire. I was one of the clerk typists and he was one of the security officers for the company investigating both criminal and civil liability issues for Pacific telephone. He was quite a character. I along with the other clerk typists would transcribe his reports. I think I was the only one who realized that when your Dad couldn’t determine the name of someone he would insert the name of a character from a Marx Brother’s movie. I remember typing up a report in which the treating physician’s name was Dr. Rufus T. Firefly and I got up the courage to ask your father if that was the guy’s real name since I recognized that as one of Groucho Marx’s names in one of the movies. Your dad smiled and made some remark that I don’t remember now, but he had a wry sense of humor. One day, he took me out of the office on his rounds. He wanted to show me the damage done to telephone poles and wires when an explosion that occured when a bulldozer cut a volatile fuel line along Venice Boulevard. We also stopped by your house. I remember that one of his sons was with a friend and leaving to go fishing. Your dad offered me a beer, which I took. He drank a couple before we headed on our way. Your father was well liked within the office both by his boss Bill Lefferts, his contemporaries such as Jack Delorey and the clerk typists who included Stella Bedard, Bert (Bertha) Scarvace, Aileen Short, Ethel Szeles, Jane Ilagan, and Betty Short. Anyway that was a long time ago, and even then when I was young (23) I thought of your father as old. I am glad that he lived to a ripe old age, I hope without too much in the way of illness and that he provided a good home and upbringing for you his children. David Marcus

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