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Arlene F. Rodoni Phillips Passed away peacefully at home in Petaluma, CA, August 31, 2012 surrounded by her loving family. Adored mother of Chris Phillips and his wife, Stephanie of Petaluma. Cherished grandmother of Hunter Phillips. Beloved sister of Joyce Rodoni Clapp (Rich) of Petaluma, Fred Rodoni, Jr. (Karen) of Point Reyes, Dennis Rodoni (Judy) of Olema and Alma Rodoni (Jonathan) of Novato. Special friend of Larry Straikbein of Calistoga. Also survived by numerous nieces and nephews.
Arlene was born in San Rafael, CA and reared and educated in Point Reyes Station, the daughter of the late Fred and Regina Rodoni. She worked for 49 years in the glass manufacturing business in Marin County. Arlene loved gardening, bowling, playing the piano and dancing. She was 70 years of age.
The family received friends on September 6th at Sacred Heart Catholic Church in Olema, followed by a Funeral Mass. The family asked that memorials be made to Hospice of Petaluma, Sacred Heart Catholic Church or Helping Hands of Sacred Heart Church.
Published in Marin Independent Journal
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Barbara Garris (Edwards)
Wow so hard to believe, she was so excited and happy to be at the reunion and she looked so terrific. I will for sure be sending prayers to her family. I had such a great conversation with her at the reunion and was so happy to catch up with her life. Rest in peace joyful Arlene, you will be missed.....
Blake Rodgers
with great fondness for a lovely, loving, and very sensitive human being. blakeGail Soares (Goff)
I did not really get to know Arlene until we were out of high school. She was from Pt. Reyes Sta. and that is where my husband John grew up. Everyone knew each other out there and we would get together often with Arlene and her family. She was a great, loving person and will be missed by her family and friends. My thoughts and prayers go out to Arlene's family.
Michael Anderson
West Marin was somewhere out near Maui in 1960. One night several of us made a big adventure (I remember Melodie and Larry Selna.) Arlene received us warmly and we had a wonderful evening around her kitchen table. I wish that we had bridged that geographic gap years earlier. Good-bye, Arlene, and thank you for your warmth.
Mike Anderson