Michael Allan Reddoch

February 9, 1981November 25, 2018

Michael Allan Reddoch left us to be with Our Lord on November 25, 2018. Michael was born in Fontana, California on February 9, 1981 to a loving family. He attended John W. North High School and graduated in the class of 1999. He received his AA from Riverside Community College and went on to receive his BA in Business at California Baptist University. He moved to Dallas, Texas pursuing a promising career opportunity and earned his MA in Business Administration from the University of Dallas. Those who knew Michael remember him for his tremendous athleticism, his amazing intellect and his sense of humor. He enjoyed cooking, academics, and spending time with the family pets. More recently, Michael was an active participant at CBU events and support groups sharing his experiences with aphasia which stemmed from his years of struggling with addiction. Michael spoke at a graduate seminar showing his determination and willingness to work on recovering from the impacts of his strokes. Mike tried his best to take the steps needed to change the course of his life, but ultimately succumbed to his addiction. This handsome, bright and caring young man was taken from all of us, much too soon.

He is lovingly remembered and survived by his parents, Mark & Lucinda Reddoch, his three sisters, Crystal Dowell and Laurel and Kelsey Reddoch, and his niece and nephew, Colleen & Parker Dowell, his grandmother Colleen Gowdy and a large and loving extended family and close friends. Services will be held on Thursday December 13, 2018 at 10:00 am at Acheson and Graham Garden of Prayer Mortuary with a Reception to follow.

In lieu of flowers donations may be made to California Baptist University CHS CEC (College of Health Science, Clinic Education Center).


  • Memorial Service Thursday, December 13, 2018
  • Reception Thursday, December 13, 2018

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Michelle Berumen

December 6, 2018

We shared many adventures in this lifetime. We traveled to New York, the Grand Canyon, Big Sur, Cabo, and all over California. You helped living in the lonely, big city of San Francisco easier by being with me everyday and cooking for us so it felt like a home. Now you have traveled somewhere where I can't go dear friend.
I hope you are at peace and free from the depression, anxiety, and pain of the illness that is addiction. I know you fought as long as you could and I am grateful for the time we had. I am grateful for the work you did for others who needed to understand your suffering and hear your story. Your transparent way of discussing your struggle had a positive ripple effect I am sure you can only now see from the other side. However, like the Grand Canyon behind us in this photo, your fate and suffering were bigger than both of us and I know you had to go. I know if love was enough you would be here..
Although sometimes I took it for granted, every single day you would call and text to say: "How are you beautiful? Do you have anything I can help you with or do for you today?"
I am sitting here in your shirt as I write this and I should probably respond..
Today is my birthday and I am surrounded by love here in the physical world and will spend it with my family. How am I a doing? I am doing my best, but I miss you.
Do I have anything you can do for me today? Today you can rest easy dear friend. You can be with me and protect me every day. I hope you ask me these questions again one day. I hope to see you when it is my turn to take that trip after my time here in the physical world is up. I anticipate you will greet me years from now with many pets (including the Dingo cat who hated you but loved me). I look forward to hearing your laugh again..

Joanne Cox

December 5, 2018

I will always remember my nephew Michael as a loving young lad who grew up to be an intelligent handsome adult. He made me welcome with a hug and Hi Aunt Joanne. He had to deal with his addiction like so many. He made good progress and then he would have a relapse. He was called home too early. But Michael's spirit will live forever in our hearts. With all my love,
Aunt Joanne