Stanley Taylor, a WWII veteran of the South Pacific. who rose from a diesel mechanic on the waterfront of Seattle to an oil company executive in California, succumbed to cancer early Sunday morning at the age of 90. Stan loved the sea. From his tour in the Navy to fishing, or sailing as a member of the King Harbor Yacht Club, he took every opportunity to be on the water. Of all his passions in life, fishing was number one, whether it was catching steelhead in mid-winter streams in the Pacific Northwest or big game fishing off Baja California, he enjoyed it all. During his later years he developed an interest in building and flying radio controlled model gliders. He could be seen almost every weekend on top of the hills of Palos Verdes flying with his South Bay glider club friends. Stan is survived by his daughter, Barbara Amaral, his son and his wife, William and Jean Taylor, his granddaughter Nicole and great granddaughter, Vivianna. Stan's wife of 63 years, Virginia, preceded him in death in 2003. Not surprisingly, Stan's wishes were to be buried at sea, which will occur in a public service on December 11, 2009. The service will begin with US Navy recognition on the dock at 9:45 am followed by boat departure at 10:00 am from King Harbor, Redondo Beach, CA. In lieu of flowers, donations may be made to the American Cancer Society: American Cancer Society Please use this website, Send the family messages, share memories, obtain directions to services.

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  1. Taylor Family, We’re so sorry for your loss. It was a beautiful video tribute of your father. Thinking about you.

  2. Stan, one of the nicest and most entertaining of people we have known. Although years separate times we have visited with him we have always felt close to him and share in the loss with his family.

  3. Bill…the video is wonderful, you look like your father! The following is a poem which my brother wrote for the services at sea for my father Max McGraw: “Bless this day and my spirit that has spoken. I have reached my ship and stood upon her deck – and the winds bid me leave you. And though death may hide me, and the silence enfold me, I will always seek your love. I go with the wind. but not down into emptiness, there are no graves here. These waves and spray are my cradle and stepping stone. Whenever you pass by the sea look closely – for you shall see yourselves and your children dancing hand in hand with me. Good-bye.” Your father looks like a great guy…I’m sure he will be missed by all who loved him. Take care of yourself these next weeks. Best Wishes, Diane and Ron

  4. beautiful tribute to our wonderful friend and neighbor, He will be greatly missed because we really loved him, a good man all the way around.

  5. We continue to think of you, Bill and Jean, and of the line of ancestors no longer with us……your father has joined the ranks of those who have lived and loved well and passed on their care and energies to their families and friends. Love to you, Pat and Mark

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