Alfredo Aspiras Panelo
August 14, 1943 – January 3, 2020
Alfredo Aspiras Panelo was born on August 14, 1943 and passed away on January 3, 2020.
- Visitation Thursday, January 23, 2020
- Vigil and Rosary Service Thursday, January 23, 2020
- Funeral Mass Friday, January 24, 2020
- Burial Friday, January 24, 2020
Alfredo Aspiras Panelo
Pedro Buada Jr
January 24, 2020
I would like to share with you a SENTIMENTAL moment I had with Uncle Ben:
He was like a brother to me! I was about 12 years old and I remember Uncle Ben would come by the house and take me for a ride in his 1965 – Dark metallic blue, Chev Malibu SS. He would take me to Playland At The Beach, which is a 10-acre seaside amusement park located next to Ocean Beach, in the Richmond District at the western edge of San Francisco along Great Highway where Cabrillo and Balboa streets are now. He would stop by one of the many pizza stands there and order two large cheese pizzas, one for him and of course one for me! After we ate the pizzas, he would re-park his car to face the beach. With clear skies and stars above shining brightly, he would pop-in his 8-Track tape of his favorite music – “Sitting at the Dock of the Bay – 1967, Otis Redding” so that we could listen to it over and over again that night! Then we would just sit in his car for hours, listening to the ocean waves and not say a word. I thought …“Was he dreaming about his future, or was it about money he wanted to make or how he was going to explain to my mom why we were out so late?” That time with him was so special to me; it made a memorable moment in my life!
Another special moment with Uncle Ben that impacted my life forever:
Many times, Uncle Ben kept advising me to look forward towards the future and he always had this “I can do it attitude!” Uncle Ben was living with my family for about 3 years after he returned from the Army. During that time, he attended Heald College in San Francisco to become an Engineer. Going to school, he brought his homework home and built whatever projects he was assigned to create on the top of our kitchen table! Printed Circuit boards, plastic connectors and different colored wires were sprawled all over the table and on the floor! As a kid, it was fascinating to see him use a soldering gun to melt a piece of metal wire so that he can attach small components to the PC boards.
January 17, 2020
You know, I gave a couple of stories that I remembered about Uncle Ben, but my husband, Joe wanted to say something about him, too.
Since Uncle Ben and Auntie moved to Milpitas, CA, my family have always visited them just to make sure they're well. They have always welcomed us with open arms. Since Joe and I've been married for 46 years, Uncle Ben and Joe, have always acted like they've been brothers all their lives - laughing and joking about everything and anything - his laughter is so contagious.
My family will always remember him with a smile on our face. Our heart goes to the Panelo family, with love!
Theresa (Buada) Dominick
January 13, 2020
Alfredo Panelo was my "favorite", "coolest", and "cutest" Uncle. When I was a little girl, he made me laugh and smile a lot! Uncle Ben was a "fun" babysitter to me and my older siblings. He kept all of us entertained by his "crazy" jokes, playing his favorite 45-RPM Vinyl Records, "radical" dancing, and his "creative" play time (antics)..... and not to forget, his "contagious" giggle/chuckle laugh. Just like my late father (Pedro Estaris Buada, Sr.), Uncle Ben was proud to be in the military service and wore his uniform and accessories very well.......
Last note, my husband (Jim) and I were very happy to see you (Uncle Ben) and Auntie Karing at our wedding event.
YOU WILL BE MISSED, NOT FORGOTTEN, AND I WILL SEE YOU THERE IN HEAVEN - "TUGGING AT YOUR SHIRT TAIL".
Cathy (Buada) Ramirez
January 10, 2020
When I was 10 yrs. old, Uncle Ben lives with us for awhile (he was 10 years older than I). He would babysit us, my brother(Pedro), sister(Theresa) and I and from time to time, he would take us to Playland (an amusement park) in San Francisco. I remember he would take us to the fun house and there was a moving mannequin called the “The Fat Lady” dresses in a red polka dotted dress, who would laugh and laugh and won’t stop! It was so annoying. We also walked to the Cliff House where we could see the seals on the rocks in the Pacific Ocean. He was always fun to be with.
There’s another time when Uncle Ben and my dad, Pedro, Sr, took me to Pescadero Beach near Santa Cruz to help them collect seaweed off the cliff, which was dangerous at the time, but as a child it was exciting to watch them collect them. They each had two pole, one with a sharp knife at the end and the other had a prong folk that my dad created for them to collect them. They would cut and stick the seaweed, then hand them to me to put into a three gallon bucket. They were at the edge on the cliff and I saw a huge wave coming at them, but it came so fast I couldn’t yell at them to run. My heart stopped, thinking they went swept into the sea. As the wave subsided, they were still standing at the cliff drenched and laughing. What a way to make seaweed salad!