October 16, 1921 – December 3, 2018
Florentino Ranjel, 97, of Visalia, California passed away on Monday, December 3, 2018 in Visalia, California surrounded by his loving family. Florentino was born in Wasco, California on October 16, 1921 to Juan Josefina Ranjel. He was raised and educated in Wasco, CA. In 1946 he married Alicia Cristerna and they moved to San Jose and lived there for several years before settling in Visalia, CA in 1990. Florentino was a parishioner at St. Mary’s Catholic Church in Visalia for many years. He enjoyed playing poker, going to the casino, fishing (in his younger years) and traveling. Florentino was preceded in death by his wife of 53 years, Alicia on January 21, 1999 and his son Joseph in 2000. He is survived by his children, Jessica Ranjel of Visalia, CA and Rudy Ranjel of Vancouver, WA; grandchildren, Deedee Andrade, Stephenie Ranjel, Michelle Shah, Christine Saenz, Yvonne Ranjel, Rudy Ranjel, Danny Ranjel, Maricel Ranjel, Mark Ranjel,& Loreen Ranjel; great grandchildren, Michael, Monique, Taylor, Alicia, Marissa, Diana, Andrew, Adrianna, Devon, Emilie, Avianna, Gabriella, Brianna, Lianna, Ava, Joseph, Colin, Quincy, Jayden, Aliyah and his great great grandchildren, Camille and Ezra. Visitation will be held on Thursday, December 13, 2018 from 4 – 6 p.m. with Rosary beginning at 6 p.m. at Miller Memorial Chapel, 1120 W. Goshen Avenue in Visalia, CA. Mass of Christian Burial will be held on Friday, December 14, 2018 at 10 .m. at St. Mary’s Catholic Church of Visalia. Interment will follow at Visalia Public Cemetery, 1300 W. Goshen Avenue in Visalia. Tributes and condolences may be made at www.millerchapel.com. Arrangements entrusted to Miller Memorial Chapel, 1120 W. Goshen Ave., Visalia, CA (559) 732-8371.
- He is survived by his children, Jessica Ranjel of Visalia, CA and Rudy Ranjel of Vancouver, WA; grandchildren, Deedee Andrade, Stephenie Ranjel, Michelle Shah, Christine Saenz, Yvonne Ranjel, Rudy Ranjel, Danny Ranjel, Maricel Ranjel, Mark Ranjel,& Loreen Ranjel; great grandchildren, Michael, Monique, Taylor, Alicia, Marissa, Diana, Andrew, Adrianna, Devon, Emilie, Avianna, Gabriella, Brianna, Lianna, Ava, Joseph, Colin, Quincy, Jayden, Aliyah and his great great grandchildren, Camille and Ezra.
- Michael Valenzuela
- Rudy J. Ranjel
- Devon Shah
- Mark Shah
- Ronald Aguilera
- Gilbert Cholica, Jr.
- Daniel Ranjel, Honorary Pallbearer
- Brianna Saenz, Honorary Pallbearer
- Monique Shah, Honorary Pallbearer
- Lianna Saenz, Honorary Pallbearer
- Gabriella Saenz, Honorary Pallbearer
- Andrew Villegas, Honorary Pallbearer
- Visitation Thursday, December 13, 2018
- Rosary Service Thursday, December 13, 2018
- Mass of Christian Burial Friday, December 14, 2018
December 16, 2018
I have such great memories of the Ranjel family
living just a few houses away from us on La Vonne Avenue!
In fact, over the many years they were more like family than neighbors.
Florio always reminded me so much of my father Manuel Austin,
because the two of them were such good friends, compadres,
and shared a lot of great times together.
I treasure the 8x10 photo on the wall in our hallway
that shows one of my first memories of Florio.
He and my dad were our little league baseball coaches.
He helped us learn how to be winners and really stood up for us,
if he thought that the umpire had made a wrong call….
I can still remember him yelling…
I also remember Florio playing poker every Friday night on the back patio at my parent’s house…. every Friday night…. even when we were away or on vacation.
They came in, set up the folding table and chairs, and helped themselves to the beer.
Of course they re-stocked the beer and tidied up… they were great neighbors….
My mom Sally told my dad to tell the guys not to“kill her plants”…
because they were too lazy to go inside to pee.
Sometimes they’d come back to the table after taking care of business,
start dealing the cards, lick their finger and say, “Que sa lado”….
Once in a while my dad would let me sit on the barstool beside them in my footed Pajamas and watch for a few minutes…. but not too long.
I always wondered what Florio meant when he looked at his poker hand and said,
A few years ago I finally got around to asking him.
He said it was his way of bluffing about his lousy poker hand.
I always loved to ask Florio, every time I called or stopped by to visit him,
“How are you doing Florio?”
Because he would say, Hey Charlie, Bueno, pretty good, esta bueno.
I always loved to hear Florio tell and retell his crazy stories from the past…
I remember something about the sweet young girls in London?…. well….