We miss you, LeeB. Susan, especially, but she is strong and doing OK.

Happy birthday, Lee B.!
And happy New Year, Susan.
Dr.3Piece

i carry your heart in my heart, Lee B. I heard from so many of your friends and family yesterday, remembering you with love.

Happy Birthday to our LeeB. Remembering many wonderful years past, today and every day, with much love. Megan and I are cooking pork and sauerkraut to continue a Lee tradition.

We had many good times at BioScience Labs in Van Nuys, where he was a great friend and the best of supervisors. We were last together on Mt Tamalpais, Marin County, for a Pete Seeger concert. I'll never forget us watching a guy going around the perimeter of the amphitheatre, picking up trash. We found out who it was later, when he started singing. Cheers, Lee!!

I was going to write a note to aunt Susie, but then I came to the obvious truth being the truth that when lee b passed, he was not just one man. He was an uncle, a father, husband, grandfather, friend, and a good man….
When I thought about this letter I felt like a cop-out. In my head I was afraid that this letter would be seen as just one more person giving their sympathies. That I was naïve, talking about someone as if I could feel and understood the true sadness, sorrow, pain, darkness that each of you have had to endure. The last thing I wanted was to sound like I knew him the way all of you did…
Though I did not get a chance to see him very much I had and have not met someone who could live up to the way I viewed uncle lee b. I remember being in California with dads side of the family and seeing Lee B. interact with the young ones and all I could see was warmth. Love, soo much love… I remember thinking to myself how lucky they were and how much I had wished to have a grandpa. You couldn’t but smile when watching him interact with his family.
Aunt Susie, I will remember and always cherish our time at the beach. It was a chance to see and witness the soul he was. I remember it was close to my birthday. Daniel and I decided to mess with my mom. There was cookie batter in the fridge with a letter sayin do not eat. Daniel and I took about half of that and hid it. Lee B. was watching the whole time and laughing while saying we shouldn’t. when my mom came back and she noticed there was missing batter, I pretended to throw a fit at Daniel for eating the batter for my cookie cake. Daniel and I pretended as if we were seriously fighting. I remember looking over at Lee b. and he was trying so hard not to laugh. When we show my mom we had hid the batter and that the whole thing was a joke he told us we had done a good job.
I’ll never forget how I felt seeing him at our house before we left for the beach… he was one of those men you could look at and know he was a grandfather. It didn’t matter that there was so much space since the last time I had seen him. It just felt like know time had passed. I didn’t feel awkward or like I had to act a certain way. Towards him? I felt like the warmth he gave, was wide enough to cover the whole world on a cold night. I remember racing behind him to the ocean. He had so much joy… though I may not have seen him much I will always remember him and the love he had for life and the outward life he brought upon all of us.
Though he may be gone, he is not lost, his spirit and love stays within all of us…
Much love,
Maryelena Clark

LeeB Reserve

This timeless pour is from a most special vine known to California wine lovers as being among the State’s most select. It has an unmistakable serenity no matter what it accompanies; an engaging partner to a lavish fare or a mellow counterweight to the more spicy. It has a gentle viscosity tempered with fineness that never disappoints. Its nose recalls the sweet jasmine of a faraway villa balcony and the desert blooms not so far from home, it takes you into soaring mountain airs of the Sierra Nevada and those loftier peaks further east, with an admirable weight yet gentle after-touch. The flavors are rich but uncomplicated, layered with the citrus of its native soils and a hint of the nectar from the hummingbird’s flight through the gardens of San Juan, giving the palate a craving for the varied tastes of continental adventure. Don’t hesitate to let this one-of-kind sensation lead your heart to the memory of many joyful culinary occasions, and don’t be surprised when its gentle lasting finish brings you back to the tranquility of the California hills and rolling Pacific tides, recalling a delightful heart distilled into your own. You will never find a better tasting experience than what this exceptional wine offers the soul, a comforting California companion that will never leave you.

- brother Paul

Lee was a great boss and friend. He was kind to me and we shared many good times with the sales and marketing group at Bio-Science.
He 'Knighted' me with a nickname that has stuck to this day:
Dr. Three Piece. Elaine and I will always remember Lee.

"Cousin" Lee was like an older brother to me during my childhood. His mother Gladys was my mom's stepsister, both being raised by Lee's grandmother Bonnie in Canton Oh. Lee was 4 yrs older and we had many sleepovers at each other's homes during the forties. My Dad was in the restaurant business then with my uncles. Gladys managed their drive in hamburger place north of town and lived in an old farm house on the same property. During visits, Lee would take me exploring in the nearby woods and as I was about 7 and he 11, would "show me the ropes". In 1949 we took a family vacation to Virginia and the two of us wondered off exploring and got lost in the Blue Ridge Mountains. Our adventure included a large snake on the trail. When the grownups found us, we were sitting on the edge of a tall cliff, our legs dangling over and oblivious to the danger. My family moved to Long Beach in 1952 and Lee was staying with us the night that the large quake leveled Bakersfield. I never knew then that Lee was my "stepcousin" and then it just didn't matter. During the next 60 years as our lives took different directions we frequently reconnected. I never saw my favorite cousin get angry or say anything harsh about anyone. I will miss him forever.

I remember Lee B. - Nancy's boss, Bradley's godfather, and my exceptional friend. Thank you.