The word most people use to describe Alice is "kind." She was also generous, cheerful, smart, diligent, sentimental, enthusiastic
She was modest and humble, never judgmental or unforgiving. She spoke of her life with enthusiasm. It was not always easy and she never misled you to believe that it was but she was grateful for it and would tell you so.
Alice was born in Lemoore, CA living on Idaho Ave. in 1943. She spent her childhood on the family farm with her younger brother David. Life on the ranch taught her a great work ethic waking early to chores like milking cows, feeding livestock, days in sun doing what needed to done.
She was a great competitor, The Central Union Jets softball and basketball teams would not have been champions without her. When she wasn't competing, she would put on a show as a majorette, performing to the crowd.
Mom met my father Sterling Laureano, in high school on the local softball diamond. He was the manager of a rival team and he fondly tells the stories of how mom's team dominated his team for years. They fell in love, packed up her 57 Chevy and went off to school at Fresno State. After graduation from the nursing program in 1965 they were married, moved to Long Beach, CA to begin their life together. Not long after, as the year 1966 was coming to a close I arrived, followed in 1969 by Daren.
My parents were divorced. Mom always taught us to love and honor our father, but I always thought she would have preferred for us to love her a little more. She held the family together, worked hard and raised us boys under challenging circumstances — and understandably wanted her children to recognize that. Mom made a very loving home for us. She taught us the value of hard work, to love unconditionally, to laugh often, and to live intentionally.
Her career in healthcare had many different seasons all with one common theme that weaved through her life, selfless service to others helping to improve and enhance the quality of life of her patients. Her career reached heights with titles like manager and director, culminating in medical case management where she invested decades advocating for, and facilitating treatment for disabled, injured or terminally ill patients.
Along the way mom worked for and eventually married the love of her life Robert E. Liechti, MD. They built a beautiful custom house together in Long Beach and mom made it a loving home. They then followed his dream to build a horse ranch in Utah. Then he followed her dream to finally settle on the California Central Coast where she had spent so many childhood summers at the beach.
Mom was very excited for grandchildren and often asked when she would have one. In five years she suddenly had six, Sydney, Alex, Jacob, Aden, Luke and Sienna. She joking let us know that she was happy and that was enough. She received so much joy from her time with them on our visits to Nipomo, at campsites in Pismo or at all the ballgames , school events, holidays and all the memorable moments just loving on them.
Alice was vibrant, one who literally lit up the room whenever she entered. And right up until she became less able to get around, Mom was full of joy and always eager to help out, no matter what the problem was. She gracefully contended with with Parkinsons for many years. She thrived, though, in her own way—always keeping busy, never feeling sorry for herself, never complained and was always excited to see her boys.
Her faith in God and love for her family somehow gave her the strength not only to go on but to love life without bitterness and instill in all of us a gratitude for every day we have together.
If you failed to learn how to treat others by watching her, you, my friend, were not watching!
My lasting memories of Mom are simple: a loving, kind, selfless, hard-working, figure of strength who never waned in her support or love of her family, and who advanced forward, even when times were tough.