Marie
Farber, Marie Violet March 3, 1916 - July 26, 2011 In loving memory of Marie Farber; a beloved mother and devoted grandmother. Marie, a forty-eight year Torrance resident, passed away peacefully on Tuesday, July 26, 2011 surrounded by her loving family at the age of ninety-five. Marie was born March 3, 1916 in Wichita, Kansas and was preceded in death by her husband, Philip Farber. She was an active member of the Sovereign Grace Bible Church for over thirty years. She was also a dedicated and proud member of the American Society of Women Accountants. Marie is survived by her daughter, Susan von Detten; grandchildren, Dolly, Timothy, Britta, Erik and Andrea; and great-grandchildren, Sarah, Rachel, Allison, Jake and Natalie. She was an avid and competitive bridge and Scrabble player and took great delight in her lovely garden. Marie was a beautiful, selfless and kind woman whose independent spirit only deepened her loved ones' affection for her. Her memory will live on in the hearts of her adoring family and in the beauty of every rose in her garden. A viewing will be held at White and Day Colonial Chapel on Friday, July 29, 2011 from 4:00pm until 8:00pm. A service will be held at Sovereign Grace Bible Church on Saturday, July 30, 2011 at 11:00am. Burial will follow at Loma Vista Cemetery in Fullerton. In lieu of flowers, donations may be made to American Cancer Society.

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  1. I will miss our little chit-chats about the family while dining on the wonderful steak salad lunch at the Marriott. You are now at peace and re-acquainting yourself with long lost family and friends. God be with you. Love, Susan and Blondie

  2. Marie was admired by all who knew her for her wisdom, spirit, and devoted love of her family. It was always a special moment to watch her expressions glow with happiness as she interacted with her great grandchildren. With our heartfelt sympathy, Diann & Kim

  3. My condolences to Susan, Dolly, Britta, Erik and Andrea. Aunt Rea was an amazing lady who had such impact on the people around her. She introduced me to the ocean and to letter writing, and never forgot to keep me in her thoughts. She was such a sharp cookie, I always admired her quick mind. (Even when she trounced me at cards!) Aunt Rea will live on in her family and the happy memories she left with us all. I wish more than anything I could have seen her more often! My love and thoughts are with you all. -Laurie

  4. In honor of Aunt Rea, I would just like to say what a great Mom, Sister, and Aunt she was. When I was little, I always watched Aunt Rea and how she loved and protected her daughter and knew she was a great mom. I wanted to be that great mom too.She was the best sister to GG that I have ever seen. It makes me smile to think of them together again. Becuase of Aunt Rea, my childhood was better. I love her and did not do enough to show that to her. She is missed. Love,’Becky

  5. My aunt Rea was the best aunt anyone could ever have. I have so many happy memories of time spent with her. Aunt Rea will always be in my heart and a part of who I am. My condolences to all the family, you will be in my thoughts and prayers.

  6. My sincere thoughts and prayers for the family and friend of Aunt Rea where ever they are. Since 1985 I have know Marie and her family. Aunt Rea treated me, my family and children with hospitality and love every time we visited her. We always enjoyed seeing her when she visited Arizona to see Thelma. Aunt Rea was a very kind and loving person and her spirit will live on in all of us and will never be forgotten. Sincerely, Barry Leimkuehler and family

  7. Dear Auntie….I miss you so much. Remmember when Thelma used to put a tag around my neck with my name on it, put me on the train, and send me down to visit you during the summer. You showed me how to do so many things….and the great thing was, you always stayed with me as you taught me, patiently by me side, whether it was how to plant a flower, or how to figure columns. That time was to me was like living, water to a little desert plant. I don’t know how you loved me….I was addicted to horses, loved levis, was a total tomboy, all which were not so cool in those days, and yet you loved me always. Your love was a bedrock of my life. I miss you so much already…your niece Kay Ellen

  8. How do I describe a place in my heart, mind, and soul so full of memories of my Aunt Rea, an aunt for all the generations of Thelma’s family… I’d like to find the words that could somehow contain those memories and share with those closest who miss her and the memories the sharpest. To let Susan und mein Freund Volker, know I am thinking of them. Those times of fun and laughs, the thought provoking mature conversations from a great aunt to an 8 year old small boy visiting and enjoying her wonderful hospitality. The admiration of her professionalism and simple pleasure of relaxing at the table in the cool morning air with a glass of OJ and her conversation welcoming us to her home with love. The thrill of winning just one hand of double-solitaire against her blazing speed, or sneaking the credit card to the waitress as the only hope of ever covering the dinner check. How do I tell those who loved her most and miss her dearly, that she gave us so much… What an amazing pair of sisters. How important, somehow unforgettable, it was to me, to give her the gift of her and Thelma’s childhood hymn at my grandma’s funeral in Vegas. How I loved her. My condolences and thoughts to the Von Detten’s and their families.

  9. Aunt Rea recounted a story to me once–how, when I was little, I was a bit slow to finally start talking. But she wasn’t worried… My favorite breakfast was the eggs and toast she made, cut up in bowl with a bit of pepper. In the morning, I would make the little chopping motions of cutting up toast, and she would say, “Oh, he doesn’t even need to talk, I know what he wants!” So some of my first “words” were there with Aunt Rea, in her beautiful home by the sea, with her roses and snails, lively games and gentle instruction, her support and encouragment. And sometimes little things like that breakfast, shared in a house filled with so much love and caring and fun, turn out, across the years, to be not so little after all. Now my daughter’s favorite meal is that same simple breakfast, made rich because I serve it with love, as my aunt did before me. She deeply touched so many of us in so many ways through the years and generations. Words can’t do justice to the love and warm memories that I have for her. A great aunt, a great life, well lived and well loved. My deep and sincere condolences to the entire family for the loss of one so special and loved.

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