Kevin MULDERRIG

Rest in Peace Kevin . You were loved by many and the world can never be as bright as it once was with your smile, love and friendship.

Terry

Kevin had a smile that would light up the whole room. Being his friend made you feel special.
What a Grand Irishman.
What a Grand Friend.

What a sad day it is, when you look in the obits, and you see a familiar face, smiling back at you. I knew Mr. and Mrs. Mulderrig in a most indirect way, (I worked at the dental office they went to for years.) They were the kindest, sweetest of people, always. Well, Mr. Mulderrig was Irish....so that explains a lot, right there. Being that my mother's maiden name was Burke, I understand how special it is to be born Irish. I will never forget his loving care for his son-in-law, Rick. Eileen knew, in those efforts, what a special father she had. The Mulderrig family are special people, that's for sure, and there's a special place in Heaven for the Irish.....or so my mother always told me. God bless the Mulderrig family.

Fondly, Rosie

Kevin was my oldest and dearest friend. We often played sports at Grant Field, the public park across the street from our respective homes.
In his youth, Kevin had a pet shepherd dog, Tommy. He was one of the most friendly and loyal creatures that God ever put on the face of the earth.
Kevin and I once rode on his motorcycle to Camp Miniluta, a girls summer camp in the Sierra foothills. It was an unauthorized surprise visit with one of the camp counselors. Her name was Carol Backlund. Carol subsequently married my brother, Jim.
I have numerous childhood and teenage stories about Kevin.
Kevin was a member of my wedding party and the godfather to my daughter, Patricia, in 1960.
Kevin was a good man and a significent part of my life and I will miss him deaarly.

Ed Hoefling

Kevin and I were friends long ago -- The St. Francis Grammer School Graduating Class of 1950 has lost one of it's Stars.
He was a nice boy who grew into a nice man.
Rest in Peace, old friend.