Robbie Liefveld

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Robbie Liefveld
Robbie Liefveld

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Robbie Liefveld

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Robbie Liefveld

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Residing In: Kamiah, ID USA
Spouse/Partner: Loretta Deatrick
Occupation: Retired Mold Maker
Children: Aaron born 1974 Jamie born 1979
Matthew born 1975 Jenny born 1981
Thomas born 1977 Wesley More…born 1996
Leslie born 1978
Ryan born 1979
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Those kids are his, hers and ours from 3 marriages.
Married Sheila Scott (4 kids) in 1973 and divorced in 1986. Then married Debbie Caldwell (1 kid plus her 2) in 1987 and divorced in 2003. Then married Loretta Deatrick in 2004 after re-meeting her at the 35th reunion. She has 1 kid so that makes 8 altogether. Our family get togethers are great with all the kids and 10 grand kids so far...

I went to Northrop Institute of Technology after high school and dropped out as a Junior because of a Soccer injury. Went back to Rio Hondo to play football. After that I sold insurance for Prudential for 4 years and after that went to work for my brother in the plastic injection mold making industry. I did very well and became an owner of Valley Mold & Die Co, Inc., a large mold shop in 1981. Sold that business in 1996 and opened another one with my sons. Then sold that one and retired.

During my career I've received awards from the Society of Plastics Industry (SPI) and Society of Plastic Engineers (SPE) for innovative mold design concepts and manufacturing. My molds were not just plastic injection molds but also die cast molds, blow molds, injection blow, compression for rubber products and transfer molds.

You may have used several plastic or die cast products which were made from the molds I built. To name a few, Mattel Toys: Hot Wheels, He-man, Barbie dolls, Smurfs etc. Logitech: mouse and keyboards, computer bezels. Atari: games and controllers, Apple Computers: computer housings, keyboards and buttons. McCulloch: die cast chain saw housings and components. Hoover Vacuum cleaner housings and components. Toro Co. and Rainbird sprinkler parts. Siemans, Tandy (Radio Shack) and Texas Instruments: calculators, key buttons, flashlights and games. AT&T telephones such as the Snoopy and Micky Mouse phone. The list goes on...

In my personal life I enjoy golf, hunting, fishing and camping. I joined Red Hill Country Club in 1985 and am still a member. I've been down to scratch and Men's Club Champion 2 times and couples Club Champion 10 times. A severe motorcycle accident in 2000 cut my golfing career short, but I still scrape it around. I've hunted deer and Elk all over the Western United States and fished deep sea down to the Guadalupe Islands on long range boats. When Loretta and I purchased our current 27 acres in Three Rivers, we camped every-other weekend for the last 4 years prior to our log home being completed.

Our retirement home is a dream come true for both of us. I was so surprised that Loretta loves the same outdoors activities as I do. Re-meeting and marrying Loretta was the best thing I ever did. It's like I've known her all my life (almost). We are truly blessed with all we have and most of all, having each other. I love her sooo much.
I thought our 40th reunion was a blast!

New : 2-21-2017
We bought a home in Kamiah, Idaho and moved out of California permanently. After selling our rental house in Rancho Cucamonga, we bought this older 1965 home. Next, we sold our rental properties in Three Rivers and finally sold our log cabin main residence there too. Loretta retired as well, so now we are truly living the dream. We have 3 pups, well Daisy is 7 and Hank and Sadie are 5. We both just love where we live, and are looking forward this new chapter in our lives.

School Story:

I remember coming to the United States in 1957 and not speaking a word of English. I went to JG Whittier grade school before they shut it down. I remember Tommy Martinez, Gilbert Gutierrez, Dave Moreno and a few other guys making fun of me because I couldn't speak English. I remember reading in front of the class from a book but not understanding what I was reading.

In the 2nd grade, I transferred to Lydia Jackson grade school and met Jerri Thomas, Jon Bailey, Dave Hall, Tom Hummel, Dave Barber, Rick Botallico, Kathy Teniper, Lori Maze and all the others. We are still friends today and a bunch of us kids met in Las Vegas 2008.

I started playing organized sports there and we played other grade schools, where I would meet many of the guys that I went to High School with. We had a 1960 Pepsi Cola Championship flag football team comprised of players from Lydia Jackson, Longfellow, Lincoln, Orange Grove and Franklin. It was the start for a lot of good athletes. I played wing back and defensive back and I remember some of these guys on that team: Greg Haserot, Tommy Kelso, Dick Hensburger, Doug Havens, Gil and his brother Albitri, Donny Spare to name a few.
My Dexter Jr high and first couple years at Whittier high were a drag because I was so small and had not matured yet, so I wrestled and participated in track and field. I was still funny of course. But growing in my junior and senior years, I played varsity football and baseball, making All League in both sports. After Northrop, I started weightlifting with Jon Bailey and got huge. I competed in the Central California Championship power lifting competition in 1972 and placed 3rd.

I remember cruising the boulevard with Bailey in his '62 Vette everyday, hanging with Ron Kirkpatrick and going up to the Brockman's after football games palling around with Danny Orr and many others. I had a lot of great times in school. Now I love our property where Loretta and each have our own tractors.

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Hi Marsha, happy birthday.

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Hi Karen, happy birthday to you. And thank you for your service!
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Posted on: Sep 18, 2018 at 12:42 PM

After reading much of the sports stories Tom Kelso talks about, I find it amazing how some Dad's were personally involved in their kid's sports. I never knew that? Like being a team coach or having played the same sport and excelled in it in their day. Or knowing exactly how to make their sons successful in sports.

My Dad never did anything like that except he did come to watch me play. He didn't know anything about any of the American sports I played, nor had he ever played in any organized sports at all. Out of High School in the Dutch East Indies, my Dad went directly into the service. Shortly after, the Japanese bombed the shit out of the islands and entire brigade(s) capitulated and all those men went into Japanese prison camp. Several companies of men including my Dad, one of his brothers, and one first cousin were among those that were fit enough to be sent to Japanese Prison Camp to build the Road to Burma and the Burma Railroad.

My Dad, having just come out of high school spent the next 5 years in Prison Camp in the jungles of Burma until the war ended. He came home with almost all of his uniform torn or shredded off. He had lost about 40 lbs, now just skin and bones. When the Islands started rebuilding, recovering from the tremendous bombing, he also recovered and started work in law enforcement.

He soon became an Inspector in the Police Department, one step below Captain. While on a mission to capture Indonesian bandits who plundered and raped several villages, there was an ambush and he was shot in the gut. The bullet went through the Jeep door into his side, slowing it down from destroying his liver and saving his life. It took his platoon over 4 hours to get him out of the jungle and to a doctor. The Revolution was now fully underway. The Indonesians fought for their independence from all the Europeans who occupied the East Indies.

Later on, he was almost shot again while in a movie theater with my Mom. A revolutionary who was sitting right next to her pulled a revolver and stuck it in my Dad's face. Acting immediately, she knocked the revolver out of his hand with her purse. My Dad was able to flee the theater to safety and get other officers. My Mom got out because she was not part of the police department or Army.

So he, and his family had to leave the islands as refugees. The Dutch East Indies was our Motherland, where generations of Ancestors lived and died, and now we were forced to leave the country, or become Indonesian (communist) citizens. Or worse, be killed.

We left the islands on the SS Surabaya to Holland or the Netherlands, to our other half of our Nationality. But Holland was not quite ready to receive their fellow tan counterparts from the islands. When we arrived in Holland, those who did not have any relatives to stay with had to live in Quonset Huts especially built to house the incoming refugees. They were Spartan like, small, and with little amenities, and we lived in one.

My Mom was a teacher on the Islands and she got a job in the local school teaching. My Dad applied at he Police Department, but was turned away because he was supposedly "too old" to be an Inspector or Policeman in Holland. In fact, he outranked the officers who interviewed and turned him down. And he was only 31 at the time! There was obviously a color line for their fellow tan Dutch Citizens. Having to swallow that pill, he immediately applied for immigration to America.

In the meantime, we spent the next 5 years in Holland waiting patiently for our family to be called for immigration. During that time, having been turned down by the Police Department, my Dad had to change occupations in order to get work. He applied for a machinist job at one of the many shipyards. He started over from scratch as an "indentured apprentice". He continued to America on the SS Ryndam with his new skill and was employed by one of the members of Saint Matthias Church. So, after everything that happened to him, he accepted it all with honor and dignity for the sake of his family. What courage he must have had. I don't know if I could've done the same.

Some men are just greater than others, even though they're not professional athletes or movie stars. So you see, although I wished I could've gotten "Dad" help like Tom talks about. My Dad supported me with his presence at every game I played. To others, that may not seem much. But knowing it was from a great man, it was good enough for me ...
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Hi Kristen, happy birthday to you!

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Happy birthday Karen.

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Hi Richard, happy birthday.

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Hi Jeff, happy birthday.

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Hi Harold, happy birthday. Almost neighbors!
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Hey there Irene, happy birthday. Great seeing you at the 50th too.
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Posted on: Aug 19, 2018 at 9:06 PM

A little more about the reunion ...
I saw Guy Rebentisch for the first time, whom I hadn't seen since High School. I'm glad he came. I wish I could've met Janis Adams again. I saw Haserot, Donny Spare, Brent Tucker, and Doug Corbett. And crazy Jerry Renfro, shees, what a nut, but I love that guy! (and my buddies are always commenting about me still being crazy... even my new fricken buddies too, that I met as adults and businessmen!!) What gives??

I have to admit, I did bug Glen to go because I missed him, and we had some prior interaction via FB so even though I didn't get to spend more time with him, we are in touch. I wish the Hillberg brothers would've come, but not even Glen was in touch with him. I had a lot of phone calls with my good pal, multi-Doctor Danny Orr and also with sweet Susie Mooradian. Neither one of them was aware that I was close friends with the other one in school.

Also, I had many emails and phone calls with Rich Bottalico and Charlie Van Riel, getting them to go too. And I got to visit with Kathy Tenopir for a little while, all of them my Lydia Jackson grade school friends. I tried to get Tom Hummel to go too, but since he couldn't make it, I met him instead in Beaumont/Hemet for dinner on Sunday after the BBQ at my ex-wife's house, where I got to see my super-deluxe kids again. Even though 3 of them and their families stayed weeks with us in June and mid July, I still miss them and the rest of them a lot. Sandy Dohlman and visited a lot. I wish I could remember everyone else I met and regret not spending more time with them too.

You may not know this, but of all my buddies, I've known Tommy Martinez, David Moreno, Gilbert Gutierrez the longest. I saw Tommy, but haven't had a word about the others for 50 years. When we first came to America, we lived on Comstock Avenue, so I attended first grade at J G Whittier grade school from March to summer vacation. Before that, I was in the first grade in Holland. Then spent the second grade at JG until we moved to Friends Ave, and I went to Lydia Jackson. So the JG boys got to make fun of me for all that time because I didn't speak much English, in fact none at first. Some of picked a fight with me because I wouldn't speak to them and they thought I was ignoring them.

When I got to Lydia, it was just before Valentine's day. I got a valentine from Carol Sweet who was Bailey's sort-of girl friend. Anyway, Jon was out for over a week with the flu. When he came back, he accused me of trying to steal his girl friend, and of course, wanted to beat me up. I thought "Oh man, not like at JG again". I knew I had to stand my ground to him and not back off ... even though I could see his chest hair coming out of his T shirt collar, where he quit shaving his neck, lol ... just kidding but true in the 4th grade ... same for Tom Hummel (really). Anyway, we became great friends and kept in and out of touch the entire time until he died. That was really sad for me and I think about him quite a lot.

To end this story, when I Saw Doug, he took a couple photos of Loretta and me and was kind enough to send them to me.

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