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Robert P. Stach, a life long resident of the South Bay, currently of Manhattan Beach, passed away on Thursday, September 6, 2012 in Torrance. Born in Los Angeles, CA Robert was 86 when he died. Robert grew up in Inglewood, CA where he was a proud graduate of Inglewood High School, Class of 1943. In high school he lettered in track and field and went on to attend El Camino College. A dedicated McDonnell Douglas Aircraft employee, he retired after 40 years and thus began a new chapter in his life, traveling. He took many wonderful trips and created great memories for his family. Throughout the years he was a member of the Manhattan Beach Property Owners Association. He worked in their booth at the Hometown Fair cooking and serving food. He enjoyed the simple things in life. You might see him sitting on a bench enjoying his ice cream. Walking was a HUGE part of his life. He took many walks to the pier, concerts in the park, Target and Coco's (where he knew the employees and they knew him.) The Dodgers, USC, and Mira Costa football were his favorite sporting events but he would watch anything to do with sports on TV. Hearing the 40's Big Band music would transport him back into his teenage years and he could not sit still while listening to it! He loved people and could not resist stopping to talk with them, especially the little children giving them a "high five". But by far his greatest passion was spending time with his family and friends. He loved talking and sharing his sense of humor. You could count on him saying "Do you want to go get something to eat?" He was the most devoted and loving husband, dad and grandpa anyone could ask for. He was a cornerstone in Olivia and Brock's lives, especially after losing their Dad at a very young age. Robert is survived by his wife and childhood sweetheart of 64 1/2 years, Barbara Stach of Manhattan Beach, CA; daughter, Janice Dawkins of Chino Hills, CA; grandchildren Olivia Dawkins of Chino Hills, CA; Brock Dawkins (wife Megan) of Chino Hills, CA; sister Marian Vilarino of Cabazon, CA; and sister Dorothy Tiberio of Castle Rock, Colorado. He was preceded in death by his parents Anna and Valentine Stach; brother, William Stach; son in law, David Dawkins. Thank you to Del Amo Gardens in Torrance for the loving care he received while residing there for the last 2 1/2 years. We would also like to thank his dedicated physician, Dr. Paul Brown, who was always available when Dad needed him. Dad, you rest now. We love you and miss you so much but you are now free to walk anywhere you want in Heaven with Jesus by your side. A gathering of family and friends will be held at White & Day in Manhattan Beach on Friday September 14, 2012 from 6:30 to 9:00 pm. The Service will be held the next day, September 15 at the Mortuary Chapel at 1:00 pm. A reception will follow in the White & Day Lighthouse Room until 4:00 pm. Private burial will take place at Pacific Crest Cemetery in Redondo Beach. In lieu of flowers, donations may be made to The Alzheimer's Association.

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  1. Barbara, Janice and Family, with deepest sympathy for your loss. Staff at Del Amo Gardens are thinking of you. Thank you for trusting us to care for such an important person in your life. We all love Robert and miss him. Please know that you will always be a part of our Del Amo Family. From:Del Amo Staff

  2. Bob taught me how to sink baskets, field a baseball and hold a bat. He played countless games like SLAM, Horse and Around the Key with us. He played baseball in the street with us on warm summer nights. He built our confidence always encouraging us. I would be invited to have BBQ on Friday nignts. He BBQ’d the best steaks. He is part of my best memories. Bob, Barbara and Janice were my family when I had none. Janice and Barb you are in my prayers. All of you have meant so much to me. Thank you and Bless you. Love, Terri

  3. I remember how fun it was to introduce Janice’s parents to my mom & her husband…..Barbara & Bob I’d like you to meet Barbara & Bob. xoxocy

  4. For those who don’t know me, my name is Ron Vilarino. My mother Marian is Bob’s sister, so Bob was my Uncle. Like Bob, Barbara and Janice, my parents, my brothers and I lived in Manhattan Beach. That was long time ago when Manhattan Beach was a sleepy little beach town…As I get older and look back, what I remember from my childhood are the images and the lessons that I learned. I’d like to share with you three images and a lesson that I learned from my Uncle Bob. Image #1: Walking No matter where you travelled throughout Manhattan Beach, Bob always seem to be there walking. I remember being packed into our family station wagon with a bunch of kids as my mom drove and there was Bob, walking along the road. My mom at times would yell out, “Hey Brother Boney, want a ride?” Bob would always stop politely to chat, but always chose to walk towards his destination. Bob was everywhere you went: at the bank, walking on Sepulveda, at the Food Giant Market, or walking downtown on Manhattan Beach Blvd towards the pier. I think I saw Bob walking throughout town more often than not. Image #2: Funny Bob always seemed quiet and serious, but he had a funny side to him too. I remember on many occasions Bob and his father-in-law Oscar performing an improv comedy routine. In the 1960’s when wigs for women were the rage, Bob and Oscar would put on the ladies wigs and act out as if they were Hippies. The adults in the family roared at the site of men with long hair and the kids laughed because they knew that under the wigs that Bob sported a flat top and Oscar was bald as door knob. Image #3: Cool Besides having a cool demeanor, Bob also had cool taste. I remember when Bob bought Barbara a Ford Mustang and my mom told my dad that we ought to get one too. My dad’s response was “No, that’s a sporty car and way too expensive.” My mom pushed for a Mustang, but my dad bought her a Pinto. Looking back, the Stach’s drove a cool future classic car, but the Vilarino’s drove a recalled lemon. Bob never had a driver’s license, but he was cool enough to own a Mustang. Lesson: Respect One time at a family gathering when I was a teenager, I stormed out of our house while my father was upset as he was accusing me of something that I didn’t do. As I stormed out, Uncle Bob followed me out the door and firmly said, “Ronnie, stop! Have some respect for your father”. I turned to Bob and said, “How can I have respect for him when he doesn’t have respect for me?” Bob looked startled that a kid could come back with that kind of mature response. From that moment on, Bob seemed to view me differently and would always greet me more like I was an adult. His presentation and the sound of his voice was the first signal that I ever had from a male authority figure that I was not a kid anymore. He demonstrated that respect can be achieved by simply taking the time to listen and understand. Finally, I’d like to say that all of us in this room today can agree that we all gained something by knowing Bob. That means he was able to give to us all, which in my book means that he has earned his way to move further on to a good place. Thank you.

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