Deano Jon Betta
Deano Jon Betta was born June 25, 1961, in Albuquerque, New Mexico, to George and Barbara Betta (deceased). He was raised a southern California boy and passed away unexpectedly Nov. 14, 2016, in Indian Valley.
He is survived by his wife, Lauri, of almost 27-years; his younger sister, Brandi Betta, having lost his other sister Tracy recently; his step-siblings, Tommy, Debbie and Dorie; and the many children of his life and heart: Amanda, Anthony, Jessica, Katelyn, Veronica, DaShaun, Anica, Jun-Jun, Yvonne, Alicia, Aidan, Taylor, Michael Elizabeth, Sammy, Danny, Haley, and Freddy, each showering him with love and laughter throughout his life.
After almost 20-years operating a 6-Color Heidelberg press, printing exquisite art books, specialty calendars, and artistic pieces, he moved Lauri and his golden retriever, Amber Waves of Hair, to Plumas County in 2009, chasing the northern California dream of less southern California.
Taught by new friends, Deano learned woodcutting and built a thriving firewood business of over 50 customers. He also helped manage various properties, performing jobs from landscaping, carpentry, painting, plumbing and anything else that needed to be accomplished. He often said, “Nobody goes cold.”
Also stating often, Deano spent the last eight years in Indian Valley as his happiest years, making many friendships for a lifetime, fishing in the beautiful spots he enjoyed, and walking with his wife, his dogs, Amber and Jahli Jett, and Spirit his cat through the forests of Indian Valley.
“Deano was a well respected member of this community and liked by many,” said local enforcement, along with many others.
At the Greenville United Methodist Church, 212 Pine St., Greenville, a Celebration of Life is scheduled for Saturday, Nov. 26 at 11 a.m. A reception lunch follows. If you would like to share a story or a few words at the celebration, please call Rev. Karen Watson (284-7076) to be included in the program. In lieu of gifts, please consider donating to your favorite animal shelter, as Deano’s heart went out to the stray and the lost.
An opportunity to express your condolences to the family along with signing the memorial guest register is available online at www.fehrmanmortuary.com.
Berry Clifton Bunch Jr.
Remembering Berry: A true Renaissance man who lived life to the fullest. He was a Marine, a Phantom F-4 fighter pilot, an airline captain for 33 years, a hunter of geese, ducks, and big game, a fisherman, a camper, an expert marksman, a long distance bicyclist, an avid skier, a jokester, and an expert sporting goods shopper.
Berry died June 26, 2016.
He was born March 6, 1944. Son of Cliff and Mary Ruth Bunch, he loved his family, his five Labradors, his Marine Corps squadron mates, his “stewardesses,” his many friends, his neighbors, his niece, Kendall and nephews, his best buddy, Rick … and me. He was loved tenfold in return.
He was “peachy and ducky at the same time,” he called his nightly red wine “the good stuff,” he called me Petunia, Hon, and Baby Doll; I called him Lovie. He always told me his dad said, “Son, getting older is not for sissies … .” I know he missed his dad, Cliff, tremendously. Any illness could be cured with “buttermilk,” he called east coast people “flat landers.” He loved to ask his “kids” after an activity “What was your favorite thing about what we did?” He’d file it away and remembered.
His passion was airplane camping in the mountains of Idaho and Washington State. He was an excellent pilot, flying into small grass mountain airstrips and through the canyons. He could land on the edge of a cliff. He never scared me, he was in his element.
Berry never missed the Memorial Day Weekend Opener at Eagle Lake. First day of fishing. He had his own camp spot every year. No one ever took it. Everyone knew Berry. We had so much fun fishing all day and then sitting around the campfire in our underwear drinking Costco Margaritas.
Berry loved hunting trips to Colorado, going to the Reno Air Races, the Sacramento Sports Show, reading boat brochures, taking kids (or really anyone) flying, hiking in the mountains, and traveling the country in our camper. He loved coming to Chester as often as possible to visit family and his many friends. Everyone still knows him.
Berry Bunch had a passion for living and always went after his dreams. It was such an honor to spend his last fifteen years with him. He smiled until the end and never complained about the devastating illness that took him. That was truly Berry, always smiling and happy.
He was laid to rest July 1, in the Chester cemetery next to his parents. He was buried with a full Marine Corps Honor Guard and a twenty-one-gun salute. Friends flew overhead in memory.
Berry lived a great life because he showed up. Living for Berry was about enjoying yourself and having a great time with friends and family. Being thoughtful and giving. I will look back on this and smile because this was Life and I decided to live it … with Lovie. — Robin Bunch
“Ole” Oliver B Olsen, Jr.
“Ole” Oliver B Olsen, Jr. was born June 25, 1929, in Culver City, to Oliver B Olsen Sr. and Rose M. Jacobson Olsen.
Ole passed away on Tuesday, (Election Day) Nov. 8, 2016, at the age of 87 while in Renown Medical Center, Reno, Nevada, with his family at his bedside.
Ole married the love of his life, his sweetheart, Joani, on June 20, 1953. They enjoyed an amazing 63 years of marriage.
To this union he was blessed with three daughters. Jennifer (Jeff) Engel, Cynthia (Tim) Roarty and Melissa (Rick) Paulette. Blessed again with 10 grandchildren, Jaymie (Jim) Crews, Jacob (Crystal) Engel, Jess (Amanda) Engel, Allyson Roarty, Amy (Nick) Hunt, Deanna, Christina, Alicia, Ricky (Kylee) and Rebecca Paulette. Blessed once again with 11 great-grandchildren, soon to be 13. They are Jackson, Jordyn and Joshua Crews, Matthew, Tanner, Peyton, Chase and Whitney Engel, Kaya Roarty, Nash Hunt and Noah Schullo.
Ole began working for Pacific Bell Telephone Company after graduating from Hamilton High School, Culver City, in 1947. He loved Plumas County and accepted a transfer to the Portola office in 1957 and was there until his retirement in 1978.
The Olsens were one of the four founding families of Graeagle Community Church. The church met weekly in the room above the Knotty Pines Tavern until the church was built at its present location.
Ole was a proud member of the Portola Volunteer Fire Department. He served three terms, 12 years, as Plumas County’s District 5 Supervisor — 1975-1978 and 2003-2010. He loved serving and giving back to Plumas County and the people and businesses that gave he and his family such a special life.
From 1989 until his passing Ole served as a Board of director of Plumas Sierra Rural Electric Coop.
Ole, Joani and the girls began building their family home in Graeagle in 1959. The fireplace that held their first fire on Christmas Eve of 1960 was built using rocks from the nearby Feather River; the same river they would bathe in while constructing their home. During the building process, the family lived in tents. Ole always enjoyed telling the story of their building process.
Ole enjoyed every stage of his life but some of his fondest memories were the Junior/Senior Portola High School years of his daughters. He often recounted the school bus parking at the end of their driveway, dropping off football or basketball players, cheerleaders, Portola Tigers and parents for a few hours of fun, food and bumper pool.
In 1985, Ole and Joani purchased the house next door, which is known today as “Olsen’s Cabin.” They operated their restaurant for 40 years, employing numerous Plumas County residents. They were known for their delicious food, a special nightcap with a friendly visit and a few stories while dining at their establishment. Ole always let the diners know they appreciated having new stockholders.
Ole lived a full, happy and productive life. He was kind, humble, funny and was such a very hard-working man. He had a great sense of humor but also a very serious side. He treated everyone fairly, truthfully and always with respect. He always had something kind to say about others. Ole loved the Lord, his country, serving in the navy reserves, his family and his friends.
Ole’s Celebration of Life will take place on Saturday, Nov. 26, 2 p.m. at Graeagle Community Church. The Olsen family would like to extend an invitation to any of you that shared in his life.
Ole’s Family loved him very much and we will miss him greatly. He will forever be in our hearts, until we are reunited with him again, in Heaven. – John 3:16.
Anna Josette Parrish
Anna Josette Parrish (Josie) was born June 21, 1955. She was 61 years old. She passed on Nov. 14, 2016, at home with family by her side following a routine surgery.
She was born to Linda (Lena) and Joe Esposito in Ontario.
She was a loving and devoted wife to Don and mother of Joe, both of whom preceded her in death.
Josie attended Chaffay High School. She and Don moved to Colorado in 1978. Fifteen years later they returned to Ontario. They relocated to Portola 20 years ago, where Don worked as a contractor and Anna worked as a bookkeeper for Longfellows Building Supply.
After the deaths of her husband and son, she took over the family business, Vintage Gardens.
She was dearly loved by all who knew her and was known for her big heart and great sense of humor.
She is survived by her two dogs, Tess and Blue; an uncle, Ralph Esposito, of Meriden, Connecticut, and aunt Reita Joyce Clayton, of Omaha, Texas.
Ronnie B. Stiles
Ronnie B. Stiles was born on April 16, 1937. He passed away on Saturday, Nov. 12, 2016, of leukemia. He was a long time resident of Portola.
As a member of the Grand Lodge Free and Accepted Masons of California, he had just received his 50 year gold pin. He was raised to Master Mason on Oct. 20, 1966.
Ronnie was an ironworker for over 50 years; he worked out of Local 378 in Oakland. He was known as one of the best ironworkers for many years. A friend wrote, “Ronnie was one of the best foreman I ever worked for and as an ironworker he was one of the best.” A friend from Texas said, “Ronnie was always the same. If he was working as a foreman or if he was working on the gang, he was a really nice guy and a very hard worker. He loved his job and did the best job he could.”
Ronnie was predeceased by his wife of 58 years, Barbara Stiles and an adult son, Rick Stiles.
He leaves behind a brother, Dee Roy Stiles (Jeannie), one daughter, Rhonda Williams and son-in-law Daniel Williams, of Portola, and a son, Ryan Stiles and his wife Julie Stiles, of Benicia. He had seven grandchildren: Steven (Kristin), Olivia (Jeff), Johnny (Crystal), Samantha (Brian), Zach, Kenny and Andrea. He also leaves behind five great-grandchildren as well as an unborn great-grandson, who will join the family in March.
As a young man, Ronnie loved to hunt bear, boar, frogs, ducks and pheasant. He went hunting almost every weekend; the family loved duck and pheasants. Ronnie enjoyed taking his boat and fishing in the many lakes in the Portola area. He made his own lures and always brought home his limit.
He started playing the guitar at the age of 70; he loved country music and even sang at the park with other musicians many Friday nights. We have heard he wrote a song. We are looking forward to reading it when we find it. He will be missed by many.
At his request, there will not be services. When you hear country music, you can think of him. Arrangements entrusted to Manni Funeral Home.