Michelle was a lovely, fun, happy young lady who loved to travel and help people. Michelle had three beautiful children, and a wonderful husband. She volunteered at local kitchen to support the homeless, and regularly donated clothes and food. We unfortunately lost Michelle to a very tragic accident. She was in a cr accident, and taken into intensive care when she was found, and passed away 2 days after. She will be missed among many, and very loved.

Charles C. Hawley
October 23, 1929 to January 14, 2016
On January 14, 2016, Alaska lost a great. Charles (Chuck) C. Hawley was a loving husband, father, geologist, musician, pilot, historian, teacher, author, and, for decades, leader of Alaskan policy and development.

Chuck was born in Evansville, Indiana to William McKinley Hawley, a Presbyterian minister, and Evelyn Barnes nee Caldwell, a dedicated minister’s wife and accomplished artist. He enjoyed football in high school and college, but the trumpet would be a lifelong love, second only to Jenny Lind, whom Chuck met while studying geology at Hanover College in Indiana. The two married in 1951. They had three sons - David, Ted, and Andrew, and alas (for Jenny), no daughters.

Chuck began his geology career with the US Geological Survey in Colorado where he worked on Uranium exploration and geophysical support for the Nevada Test Site. After completing his PhD in economic geology at the University of Colorado Boulder, he won an assignment to the USGS Heavy Metals program in Alaska in 1966 where the family spent the next two field seasons. By 1969, he’d fallen for the North; and left the USGS to make the move to Anchorage. There, he and his family built their home and Chuck began his first mineral exploration business.

Geology may have been his calling, but for Chuck, geology was always more than rock science. Over the next 45 years, Chuck became familiar with not only nearly every mineral prospect but nearly every prospector or miner in Alaska. He made life long friends in towns and villages across the state. His business concerns never came at the expense of others, and he and Jenny worked with state, federal, and native communities to ground the designation of lands for development or preservation in Alaska’s geological and societal realities, playing a pivotal role in the implementation of the Alaska Native Claims Settlement Act.

Never slowing, Chuck resurrected the Alaska Miners Association as a volunteer and, in the eighties, formed the Coronado Mining Company, which operated Independence / Willow Creek mines and brought the Golden Zone Mine from a neglected property to a pre-development project. Only in 2014 did Parkinson's disease force Chuck to "retire". That same year, he published his second book, A Kennecott Story, which earned him the Alaska Historical Society’s award for Historian of the Year in 2015. Parkinson's would eventually take his life at his home with Chuck comforted by his family and faith.

Amidst his wide-ranging accomplishments, Chuck will be remembered for his ability to see and, more importantly, bring out the best in people. He gave chances to many whom others overlooked and and they were endlessly rewarded. Experienced miners and cooks were recruited from Anchorage dives, inexperienced school students got first jobs, both natives and hippie bush exiles as well as experienced geologists were employed. Children and adults alike will remember him for his ability to explain difficult concepts - from science, to politics, to religion, to music theory. His legacy lives on through the hundreds of young men and women he mentored and made into extended family, Charles Caldwell Hawley was a true Alaskan legend.

He is survived by his two siblings, Frances Sims (of Arkansas) and John Hawley (of New Mexico), his wife Jenny and their three sons, and numerous grandchildren and great-grandchildren. In lieu of flowers, donations can be made out in his name to the Michael J. Fox Foundation for Parkinson's Research here: https://www.michaeljfox.org/tribute/tribute-page.php?id=19133.

Rosina Anna Gonzales, beloved wife, mother, sister and daughter, grandmother, and friend passed away on Monday, December 14th, 2015. Anna lost a long and brave fight to breast cancer after being diagnosed in September. Much love and support was given to her before her death by friends and family. Born in Montebello in 1947, Rosina spent her childhood with her mother, sisters and brothers. In 1965 and after graduation Rosina set off making for a life of adventure. As a successful corporate accountant, Rosina moved to San Francisco with Pete Gonzales in 1977. Rosina and Pete married in 1982. In 1988, Rosina and her husband Pete moved from San Francisco to Stockton where they laid down roots and began building their dream home were they can make memories and start a family and start their careers. Rosina had a love for life and adventure. She loved traveling whenever she had a chance. she traveled to many states in the U.S. as well as out of the country. Rosina traveled to many cities in Europe and Asia. Rosina also found joy in traveling the US, camping and even just driving cross country to see well known monuments. She loved sharing her memories of her adventures with her grandchildren and even enjoyed taking them with her sometimes. She is survived by her daughter Rachel, sons: Salvador and Julio, and five grandchildren; all who brought her tremendous joy and pride to her life.

Anastasijara was a beautiful soul who is loved by many. She was my daughter, a sister to Maribel, an aunt to Paulito Jr, and a companion to Adela.
She had beautiful long hair and a ton of freckles. She was sweet to all she knew, and she was a great friend.
She had a big heart and she loved animals. She one day wanted to establish a Pet Rescue foundation. She enjoyed collecting crystals and often talked about which ones she wanted to add to her collection. She was a joy to many and a positive impact.
She spoke English Spanish and Welsh and was talented at singing.
Unfortunate her life was cut short due to mental illness depression and schizophrenia. Many did not know what she was dealing with including her family and friends.
All of the darkness she was feeling is gone now, and she is finally at peace.
Sija is survived by half-sister Maribel, and nephew Paulito Jr.
We all love her very much and wish we could talk to her one last time.

Any images, video, music or story you have of Sija would be much appreciated. They can be submitted here on this page or emailed to me at p.z.gomez76@gmail.com

Pardon if theres any grammar errors, English is my 2nd language, please message corrections if I need to make anymore.
-Paulito Gomez, Father to Anastasijara.

International Suicide Hotline - www.suicide.org/international-suicide-hotlines.html

We are donating to the New Zealand Mental Health Foundation at www.mentalhealth.org.nz/
We recommend donations so that others may have the chance that Sija and other didn't get.

Steve “Stevie / Andy” McKinnon Anderson
February 10, 1953 – January 18, 2016

After overcoming every obstacle and setback for almost five years, Steve died peacefully at home on the morning of January 18th under the loving care of his wife Cindy, daughter Jody, son-in-law Neal and new grandson Anderson Axel Schmidt.

Steve retired in 2013 after 24 years with the Snohomish County PUD, as Lead Foreman for the Tree Trimming Line Crews. He loved his crew of guys and gals. And they loved him just as much. Many of them continued to visit after retirement and right up until Steve’s passing.

Steve loved being in the fresh air and was an avid outdoorsman. He loved planning yearly summer hikes, fishing excursions, and golfing with his lifelong friends. Annual fishing trips to Sekiu and golf tournaments at Alta Lake were (and will continue to be) family traditions.

Behind their white picket fence, Steve and Cindy loved to tend their beautiful garden together and were even featured in several national magazines. And as the sun was setting, you could always find them on their vintage front porch, wine in hand, inviting you for a glass, or just some friendly conversation with anyone that wanted to.

Steve could make friends with anyone. He had a knack for knowing a bit of everything, but was never a “one-upper.” He was a great story teller and could remember finite details the rest of the world had forgotten. After you met him, he made you feel like he was your best friend, and you could walk away thinking that you knew him for years. The man simply did not know a stranger.

Steve and Cindy orchestrated and hosted many reunion parties with their friends and fellow Kangs from Lake Washington High School (c/o ’71) with Stevie as master DJ, spinnin’ vinyl records in The Cave for all to enjoy and dance the night away.

Steve is proceeded in death by his father Rod Anderson, and his older brother Chris Anderson. He is survived by his wife of 25 years Cindy, daughter Jody, son-in-law Neal Schmidt and new grandson Anderson “Andy” Axel Schmidt, named in loving tribute to his Grandy Steve. He is also survived by his mother Barbara B. Anderson and brother Tom Anderson along with children from his first marriage. Steve will also be forever loved by brother and sister in-laws, nieces, nephews, aunts, uncles, and so many dear friends that it's too many to list in this small space.

We would like to thank all the family and friends and acquaintances that sent an abundance of love, support, and also nightly meals for the family during this rough time.

As you are reading this, take a moment to look out and watch the clouds go by. And tonight, go outside, look up and smile at the stars. Dad will forever be watching over us.

Dad, you will always be adored,
Y.F.G., Jodella, Neal the Wheel, and Baby Anderson

Phillip was a very humble person whom often was challenged by obstacles in his life. Despite his appearance to some or life choice decisions Phillips journey was far from easy. He was always there if you needed him the type of guy who would put you first.
Some of the most memorable moments I would describe Phillip were his love for sports. Many people may have only known one side to Phillip, but when you got to know him you would find he loved to watch the Spurs, football, wrestling and listen to music. Fishing was another big thing he loved to do.
Phillip grew up in San Antonio,TX with three other siblings and raised by his father. Phillip was an all around type of guy who enjoyed learning new things. Some might even say he was a Jack of all trades and a master of none. He loved to be part of helping people do things. Phillip was very protective of the ones he loved. Overall he had a meek heart and was trying to find himself and as a witness I knew he believed in God . On many occasions we celebrated and feasted and talked about God. Phillip was a good person to talk with.
Phillip is going to be greatly missed, but yet not forgotten. To my cousin who was like a brother to me I love you and I ask the Most High God to guide you on your way. (R.J.)

Please join us on Saturday January 23rd to celebrate the beautiful life of Hilda Sanchez. In lieu of flowers please donate to the cancer or liver foundation of your choice as she dedicated so much time and money to helping various charities and organizations.

John 14:1-4 "Do not let your hearts be troubled. You believe in God; believe also in me. My Fathers house has many rooms; if that were not so, would I have told you that I am going there to prepare a place for you? And if i go and prepare a place for you, I will come back and take you to be with me that you also may be where I am."

Matthew 5:4 "Blessed are those who mourn, for they will be comforted"

Manuel Caballero Mansferrer passed away on January 16, 2016, in Miami, Florida. He was born on October 5, 1987, in Holguin, Cuba.

Manuel Mansferrer of Miami, Florida, passed away January 16, 2016. He was born on October 5, 1987, in Holguin, Cuba.