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Van Hibbard Jillson

Seal Beach, California

Oct 13, 1946 – Aug 3, 2024 (Age 77)

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BORN
October 13, 1946
DIED
August 3, 2024
AGE
77
LOCATION
Seal Beach, California

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Van Jillson, 77, of Seal Beach, CA, passed away peacefully on August 3, 2024. Van graduated from Mira Costa H.S. in Manhattan Beach in 1964 and began his career at TRW in 1965. Van retired in June 2009 after 45 years of service.Van is survived by his wife, (Helen) Rose Hufnagel; his daughter,...

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We would go down to visit and stay at the house in Torrence (I think?) and everyone would be awake except Uncle Van. He always slept in and because we were kids, we were itching to get going for the day. Aunt Rose would let us wake him up. Sebastian and I would proceed to run into their bedroom and jump on the bed, pushing and shaking him to wake him up. It was hilarious to us. I don´t think it was quite as entertaining to him. I also remember Uncle Van wore sports shorts or sweat pant shorts...

I have many memories of my dad growing up. When I was around 5 years old I would love to entertain my dad & my grandparents singing & dancing in front of the fireplace alongside the tv show, "The Lawrence Welk Show." I know they enjoyed it, too. I spent a lot of time with my dad at my grandparents house in Manhattan Beach. I remember the birthday parties as well. As I got older he took me to my first concert we saw John Denver that was so much fun. My dad was there for everything. He bought...

My grandpa was one of a kind & one that won´t be forgotten. His giant heart, wittiness & humor set him apart from the rest. He wasn´t an ordinary grandpa, he was extraordinary & he always left you with a laugh that made your stomach hurt. He was genuine, he kept it real, and he was confident in the man he was. He gave me a life of hope growing up & was always there for my mom, my brother & I as much as he could be. I hope to share the years ahead doing some of the things he loved & sharing...

Uncle Van was a second father to me, I have endless memories with him and Aunt Rose. One of my favorite early memories is him letting me paint his toenails pink even though his feet were incredibly ticklish. I remember using his belly as a trampoline for my small toys. He let me style his hair with pretty bows and shoelaces, something I continued to do for years to come. Silly little memories, but ones that stood out. I spent every summer and holiday I could with them growing up. Uncle Van...

When I think of Van, I remember him being very kind and jovial. Always happy and very knowledgeable about a lot of things. When we went to visit Rose and Van in Oregon he shared stories about his drives around Oregon. He loved to get in his car and go! He told me about the Costal Elk he would see on his drive to the coast. And all the beautiful scenery. When Van moved back down to California he would come to the kennel and watch TV with my mom. I know she always enjoyed his visits. ...

Uncle Van and Aunt Rose were always present for every major milestone in my life-whether it was my high school graduation, college graduation, my marriage, the birth of my daughter Lillian, and so many more. Their presence was always certain, making them the closest extended family members we had, and they almost always brought Corri with them after she was born. They took care of so many family members over the years, always the ones to step up and help, whether it was supporting someone...

Oh the memories! I have many hysterical memories, but my favorite is.... camping with Van and Rose up the CA coast when we both had motor homes. It was football season, and Larry came over to Van's motorhome and told us he had the game on our TV if he wanted to come over and watch. Van looked at Rose and said "I wanna turn on my TV!" She said " if you can find the generator button you can. " Van and Larry were all over the motorhome trying to find that button. Eventually Rose relented and...

I have eight million favorite memories...so many funny..and so many wholesome but at the end of the day it was driving to the coast of oregon and him telling me all about his childhood...we even saw dolphins.. ....and also him being bear bait in yosemite after I got sick off of smores and we just ...stuck behind everyone being slow and walking.

my memories in general are fading... but I do know Van was always nice..always smiling...always welcoming. I loved him and I will miss him. He truly was a "good" person. Him jumping out of car and "planting" landmines the night Rose and I picked him up from a bar crawl still makes me smile.