William Lee Woodie, a 60 year resident of Manhattan Beach, passed away on Monday, June 2, 2008 of colon-liver cancer at the age of 63. Loved and respected by his whole family, his favorite quote of solace before he passed was Ram Dass' " Don't worry, dying is perfectly natural." Born in Cleveland, Ohio, he attempted to avoid the trappings of modern society and tried to better himself. He tried to treat every person he met with dignity and respect. His refuge from the so called 'rat race' was to spend periods of time in a simple desert cabin located in Red Rock Canyon. He is survived by his loving wife, Cristina Switzer, son Alexander Irish Woodie, daughter Elizabeth Celia Lowgren, grandson Jonathan Woodie, and brother Kermit Dean Woodie. A memorial service will be officiated by Chaplain Zack Schoening, and held at White & Day Manhattan Beach Chapel on Saturday, June 14, 2008 at 1:00 P.M. A reception will follow in White & Day's Lighthouse Reception Room from 2:00 P.M. until 4:00 P.M. In lieu of flowers, please send donations to NRDC on his behalf, in defense of America's endangered wildlife and wilderness at 40 West 20th St., NY, NY 10011.

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  1. I think I will be grateful to Lee for the rest of my life. He sold me the greatest beat up and run down cabin in the middle of nowhere in the desert. He gave me the chance to have some of the best memories I have and will have in the future with my family and friends out in the desert at the cabin. I will forever be grateful to Lee for giving me that chance. Tony Megla

  2. The announcement in the Beach Reporter and the beautiful video tribute brought back a flood of memories for me. “Woodie” as we affectionately called him (we also used “Lee”) was a classmate of mine at Mira Costa and also my sophomore year college roommate at UC Berkeley. Woodie was the best roommate I ever had in college, very calm and friendly but also very funny, with a great laugh and wonderful big smile. I left Berkeley after my sophomore year due to academic and personal problems, and probably out of shame never kept in touch with Woodie. It’s amazing to me that we both continued to live in Manhattan Beach, we both had a son and daughter (although my kids are younger), yet we never encountered each other. I would have loved to have been a part of Woodie’s life. So much has happened in the years since college that we could have shared, and could have supported each other through. The third Costa grad of 1962 who went to Berkeley was Tim Sutherland, and I hope he also hears of Woodie’s passing. God bless Woodie’s family; I send my long-delayed love to them in gratitude for the year I had with Woodie….

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