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Resident of Sunnyvale 1/30/1932-3/10/2020 Beloved husband, father, grandfather, great-grandfather, uncle, brother-in-law, and friend. Born in Chadron, Nebraska, Russ moved to Torrance, CA with his family during the Great Depression. He attended Torrance High School (graduating in 1949), where he played quarterback for the JV team and met his future wife, Pat. Russ and Pat married in 1951; shortly thereafter Russ began an accompanied stint in the US Navy, stationed in Corpus Christi, Texas. The Swigart family relocated to the Bay Area in 1965. Russ and Pat were active in the Foothills Tennis and Swim Club for many years. Russ worked for Syntex Labs and later co-owned Bayshore Fence Company with his business partner, Randy Lively. Russ attended many Torrance High reunions with Pat, and often with brother-in-law Wayne Eads, long-time resident of Torrance. He loved his weekly trips to Half Moon Bay for breakfast and strolls on the beach with his dog. Russ and Pat lived in Sunnyvale for more than 20 years. Russ is survived by Pat, his wife of 68 years, his daughter Susan, son Steven, brother-in-law Wayne Eads, grandchildren Erin Swigart, Michael Swigart, Michelle Swigart, and Evan Blumensweig, his great grandson Alexander Swigart, daughter-in-law Nicole Bloom, niece Andrea Eads, nephew Jason Eads, and many, many friends. We miss and remember your strong, stubborn, vigorous, singing spirit.

July 31, 1930-March 13, 2020 GREATEST MOM IN THE WORLD. Steve, Mary and Dave lost their mom early Friday March 13, 2020. We are devastated to lose our rock, our confidante, our best friend. The world is a different place for us now. We write this obituary/tribute about our mom because it is coming from our heart. We write it unapologetic in length. We write it because we loved her so much. Her life was full of highs and unspeakable tragedies…but our mom was strong and put one foot in front of the other and went on. We understand it’s a busy world. We are grateful if you can find time in your busy schedule so that you can read about this great lady. Maybe you can read some now and come back to it or just binge read it now. We want you to know how great our mom was. How strong our mom was. Born on July 31, 1930 in Alameda, California to two 100% Czechoslovakian Catholics, Emil and Olga Kudrna. Her parents had moved to Alameda from Omaha, Nebraska so that her father could open a new JC Penney store.

Marjorie Petersen, long-time Los Altos resident passed peacefully, surrounded by loved ones on February 24, 2020. She was born and educated in San Francisco. A graduate of San Francisco State, she taught second grade and preschool. She was active in PTA, scouting, and was past president of the AAUW Los Altos-Mt View Chapter. She was a contributing editor to Accent Magazine and published many short stories. Marge was a world traveler, avid Bridge player with the Palo Alto Bridge Club, and participant in Women’s Health Initiative, a long-term health study. Marge supported the child-focused charities Smile Train and S.O.S. Children’s Villages. She also spent a number of years as a child advocate. A mother, grandmother and great grandmother, she cherished her family. Her sharp wit and killer smile endeared her to all she met. Survivors include son, Bob Wagner of Sonora, CA, and daughters Becky Scarl and Mary Krakow of Oregon, four grandchildren and four great grandchildren.

October 5, 1956 – February 13, 2020 Former Los Altos resident and later Seattle resident, David Beck, was rudely booted off this mortal coil after a sudden heart attack on the morning of February 13th at the age of 63. Dave was a devoted husband, brother, uncle and great-uncle. You might have seen him around Seattle in his cowboy hat and full beard, wearing overalls, sandals with socks, and looking like some strange form of mountain man. He aspired to be a curmudgeon in his later years, but his good nature and quick laugh wouldn’t quite let him achieve it. Born in Palo Alto, California to John Robert (Bob) and Mary Jane Beck, Dave was one of five children. Early on, the family bounced back and forth between Los Altos and Rochester, New York thanks to Bob’s job at Kodak.