Victor
Victor C Brown, a 56 year resident of Palos Verdes Estates, passed away on Monday, December 8, at home, surrounded by his family. Vic died as he lived -- as a hero to his family and all who know him. 2nd LT. Vic Brown served in the South Pacific in WWII in the Amphibian Engineers, a unit responsible for beach landings during combat operations. He was wounded in combat in New Guinea, and awarded the Purple Heart. After his honorable discharge, he reunited with his wife, Peggy Burris Brown, and ensured her discharge from the WAVES through the birth of their daughter, Karen Brown. Vic was born May 25, 1920, in Bakersfield, CA, the first son of NN Brown, MD, and Alice Jane Quinlan Brown. He grew up in Stockdale. Vic was a fearless and adventurous youth, spending his summers with his young brothers mining gold, and, accompanied by his life-long friend, Bill Tracey, roaming the Western Sierras on horseback with only sleeping bags and a fishing pole. Vic attended Pacific Military Academy, Bakersfield College, the University of Oregon, and the University of Southern California. Vic was an accomplished athlete. He played football for Pacific Military Academy, Bakersfield College, the University of Oregon, and the University of Southern California, and polo at Pacific Military Academy and USC. He was Captain of the Frosh Polo Team at USC. He was the best duck hunter and fly-fisherman there ever was and grew the best tomatoes on the hill. Vic worked with the Automobile Club of Southern California for 35 years, retiring from his post as Regional Manager in 1980. He was a member of many professional and social organizations. He joined his favorite social organization, the Palos Verdes Breakfast Club in 1952, serving as President and Chair of the Bar Committee. Vic is survived by his wife of 35 years, Betty; daughter Karen Brown of DeKalb, IL and son Kevin Brown, DC, of Redondo Beach, CA; grandsons Sean Flynn, Washington DC, and Brian Flynn, Taos, NM; Travis Brown and Chris Brown of Redondo Beach, CA; great-grandson Aidan Eric Fiil Flynn, Washington DC; sister Jane Hoffstetter of Boca Raton FL, and brother Pete Brown of Milton Freewater, OR; and many nieces, nephews and cousins. Services will be held Monday, December 15, 2008, at 12 noon at the Neighborhood Church, 415 Paseo del Mar, Palos Verdes Est. After services, friends and family are invited to gather at the family home for a reception and to remember the good times.

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  1. Kevin, My family and I send our sincere condolences on the loss of your father and family patriarch. He was a great grandad to our boys, Travis and Christian, and very kind to my two younger ones, too. He also had a clever sense of humor! He will be both missed and remembered…may he now rest in peace and joy.

  2. Dear Karen, I’ll be thinking of you and knowing that your indominable spirit will serve you well in this. With love, Gail

  3. I first remember Vic when he took mom out on a date. I was with National Airlines as a stewardess and I was laying on the floor with my flight bidding papers all over the floor. He was dressed really nice & was taking my mom, Betty, to a dance at the PV Country Club. He was also a major part in getting me to work for the Auto Club and into insurance sales that I continued here in Arizona. I was all the better for knowing him. Love, Linda

  4. Dear Karen,Kevin and Betty. Leigh let Gail and me know about Uncle Vic. My condolences to all of you. It’s good to know that all of you were with him and he was at home surrounded by love. Uncle Vic always seemed to be the one who was out there in the mix with the kids at our Thanksgiving gatherings. Such a handsome man with a infectious laugh and a gift for imitating some of the relatives (like Grandma B.) who could be very scary to a little kid. I guess the best hoax that he pulled was the one regarding the oysters. For years my dad always looked forward to the fresh oysters (“I bet Vic bought these at the docks today”) that Vic would bring to Thanksgiving. It wasn’t until we gathered at Joe’s funeral that Kevin finally gave it up that Vic kept a box of oyster shells that he would pull out and wash every year and fill from a jar that he purchased at the grocery store. I feel very blessed to have had him as an uncle. He always took the time to talk to me,tease me and make me laugh. He was the last of the elders in our family circle. My thoughts and memories are with all of you. All my love, Merrysue

  5. Dear Vic Brown family: What a privilege to have Vic as a lifelong integral part of our family. From the forming of a boyhood alliance of kindred spirits, in the early 1930€™s he and dad shared a love of the outdoors, hunting, fishing and along the way created their legendary character forming €œsummer of boyhood bliss€; packing into Salmon Creek, for weeks alone on a trout rescue mission (the story is detailed by Vic in Martha Frey€™s book €œPortrait of a Western Family€) Those two boys were made for each other, dad the tag-along child of a struggling ranching family, left to his own devices raising himself and Vic the son of Bakersfield€™s most prominent doctor formed a lifelong alliance of adventure and fellowship. They were from the era of being judged by your abilities, ethics, morals, character and integrity; in short, €œyour word was your bond€. That€™s how both lived their lives while having fun all along the way. Vic, stated in Martha€™s book, €œI can truly say the two most memorable summers of my life were compressed into those weeks I spent with Tilton Tracy, already a man at the early age of thirteen€ and dad€™s commenting, in his mother€™s book €œTracy Saga€ €œI believe I had one of the happiest childhoods that any human could ever have€. The family relationship with Vic didn€™t end when we lost dad at an early age. His duck and dove hunting trips up to the ranch continued. First with mom hosting him, Dick Dangleo and Doc Kiebler out in the bunkhouse with brother John occasionally slipping over with a bottle of Jack Daniels to play cards into the wee hours. Then after mom passed away they were the guests of Bill and Susie where all, especially Dick, enjoyed the pre-hunt dinner table created by Susie topped off with her potato-yeast-rolls. When Vic€™s health begin to deteriorate, initiated by his old war wound, he retained his positive outlook, not letting infirmities interfere and up to the end knew €œthings would get better€. When queried he said he was blessed with a optomistic outlook. Vic, you€™re gone from us temporarily, but when winter comes and the ducks start flying our thoughts will turn to you. We€™re comforted knowing you€™re surrounded by family and friends on the other side where the sun never sets and where there are no bag limits, shots missed and un-baited hooks slipped. So long for now. The Tracy Family

  6. Our sincerest condolences for everyone in the Brown family. We did not know Vic, but his positive presence was made obvious thru our friendship with Kevin. Take care and best wishes to you all. Jon Cebulski and Leslie Soule’

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