Irving Frederick “Irv” Priest

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Irving Frederick “Irv” Priest

Birth
Colorado, USA
Death
1 Jul 2011 (aged 80)
Puyallup, Pierce County, Washington, USA
Burial
San Mateo, San Mateo County, California, USA Add to Map
Plot
Columbarium of Inspiration (West side)
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Irving was the 3rd of 3 boys. When he was 11 his two older brothers were lost in action during World War II. He was a police officer on the Redwood City Police Department for many years. Because of hearing loss, he was forced to take an early retirement. During his retirement years he specialized in income tax preparing.


Irving Frederick Priest

Resident of Puyallup, WA

Born in 1931 in Colorado, Irving came to Oakland, CA in 1936 and later moved to Redwood City, California. Irving attended McKinley School and Sequoia High School in Redwood City, graduating in 1948.

He married Virginia Hill in 1951. Irving served as a Redwood City police officer until 1978 and had a successful tax preparation business until his retirement in 2008. He and Virginia moved to Puyallup, WA in 2009.

He died peacefully on July 1, 2011 of mesothelioma.

He is survived by his wife, Virginia and four children: Janet Freeman of Redwood City, Mike Priest of Puyallup, WA, Leslie Parks of Grants Pass, OR and Kelley Emanuelson of Puyallup, WA. He also is survived by seven grandchildren and two great grandchildren.

Published in San Jose Mercury News/San Mateo County Times on July 10, 2011.

Virginia, Irving's wife, died 41 days after the death of Irving and they are now once again together 60 years after they married.

Their final resting place is at Skylawn Memorial Park in San Mateo.

A poem by one of Irving's grand children:

Till the Day I Die

To honor and love
To go beyond and above
To give the care of a dove
I promised to be there, till the day I die

Then along came those beautiful bundles of joy
Three cute little girls and a typical boy
That's when we learned this was the real McCoy
But, I promised to be there, till the day I die

Then suddenly came those teenage years
There were hormones, heartaches, and plenty of tears
And all of us had our own little fears
Yet, I promised to be there, till the day I die

Now all of our kids have kids of their own
Visits, well, how scarce they've grown
But never once will you have to feel alone
Because I promised to be there, till the day I die

Megan E. Parks

Irving was the 3rd of 3 boys. When he was 11 his two older brothers were lost in action during World War II. He was a police officer on the Redwood City Police Department for many years. Because of hearing loss, he was forced to take an early retirement. During his retirement years he specialized in income tax preparing.


Irving Frederick Priest

Resident of Puyallup, WA

Born in 1931 in Colorado, Irving came to Oakland, CA in 1936 and later moved to Redwood City, California. Irving attended McKinley School and Sequoia High School in Redwood City, graduating in 1948.

He married Virginia Hill in 1951. Irving served as a Redwood City police officer until 1978 and had a successful tax preparation business until his retirement in 2008. He and Virginia moved to Puyallup, WA in 2009.

He died peacefully on July 1, 2011 of mesothelioma.

He is survived by his wife, Virginia and four children: Janet Freeman of Redwood City, Mike Priest of Puyallup, WA, Leslie Parks of Grants Pass, OR and Kelley Emanuelson of Puyallup, WA. He also is survived by seven grandchildren and two great grandchildren.

Published in San Jose Mercury News/San Mateo County Times on July 10, 2011.

Virginia, Irving's wife, died 41 days after the death of Irving and they are now once again together 60 years after they married.

Their final resting place is at Skylawn Memorial Park in San Mateo.

A poem by one of Irving's grand children:

Till the Day I Die

To honor and love
To go beyond and above
To give the care of a dove
I promised to be there, till the day I die

Then along came those beautiful bundles of joy
Three cute little girls and a typical boy
That's when we learned this was the real McCoy
But, I promised to be there, till the day I die

Then suddenly came those teenage years
There were hormones, heartaches, and plenty of tears
And all of us had our own little fears
Yet, I promised to be there, till the day I die

Now all of our kids have kids of their own
Visits, well, how scarce they've grown
But never once will you have to feel alone
Because I promised to be there, till the day I die

Megan E. Parks