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From:
Jerry & Mary Caye Lagomarsino
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Monday, May 1, 2017
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I was a Jesuit seminarian for 10 years and, thank God, Manny was the first new friend I made in Sacramento after leaving the seminary. He helped me traverse, in his own quiet way, those first few tortuous steps I needed to take into the "single" world and dating. We partied, enjoyed "eyeing" the women who became our friends, and supported each other as junior high school teachers. He was always someone you could talk to in depth about life. He was a listener, a trait that you treasure in a trusted friend. Linda was one of the "girls" we eyed and, well, they got married and guess who accompanied them on their honeymoon ... me, until Manny gently informed me that it was time for me to explore Europe on my own. Manny was in our wedding and has been our friend, and source of support throughout the years. I always admired what a good dad he was. Our kids remember the doughboy pool he built for Victor and Teresa which they, too, enjoyed when we visited Harvest Meadow Ct. Manny Magallon a wonderful artist, a great teacher, a dedicated husband and dad, and my friend. I will miss his physical presence but his spirit will never die.
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From:
Holly Nelson
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Wednesday, April 26, 2017
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I first met Manny when I was 18. I had started a new job at Borders, and that is where I met Teresa. We became quick friends because I was (and still am) really random and unexpected, which amused Teresa. :) In any case, I went over to her house and met her Dad. Ever since I met him, I have been calling him Dad and he was very delighted about that. I would also attend the Art and Wine Festivals to check out out his cool art work! Because I thought of Manny as a second Dad, Teresa still views me as a Little Sister. I will miss Manny and I will always refer to him forever as Dad.
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From:
chris blaufus
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Monday, April 24, 2017
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I first met Manny one day when I was riding my bicycle and I saw him driving his 40 Plymouth in the neighborhood. I rode around until I finally caught up with him so I could check out his car. He must have thought I was some kind of "hot rod stalker". A couple of years later I ran into him at my friend's shop and we became friends. I enjoyed working on his hot rod with him and attending car shows.
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From:
Jean Campbell
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Saturday, April 22, 2017
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I recall a visit to Linda and Manny's house...always a treat for me. But because I live on the East Coast, I was awake very early, sitting in the den. Looking out the patio door toward the pool, I saw a very large form sitting there. Then it stretched out, all six or so feet of it. I was looking at a mountain lion!
Before long, Manny came into the room. "Manny," I said, "did you know there was a mountain lion beside your pool?" I expected alarm or concern.
"Yes," Manny said, looking out the patio door. "She comes almost every morning." No concern. Just pleasure. That's how I will always remember him too: a man who smiled at life. Wish I could be there for the Memorial Service, because I miss the entire family. But I hope that Manny is somewhere he can enjoy himself now, and maybe even see a mountain lion or two.
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From:
Victor Magallón
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Tuesday, April 18, 2017
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In this time of tears we rejoice in knowing he is healing on the other side and is no longer suffering. To our friends and family who have been praying for my dad we thank and love you more than words can ever express. My dad was a loving father and husband. He was a good man with a kind and strong heart. He was a dedicated teacher for over 40 years. We thank all of his good friends and family for being there in his last days. We appreciate all of the good wishings and condolences. He will surely be missed.
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