Adeline and John Hendriks

Adeline Hendriks Obituary

Adeline & John Hendriks

Adeline Hendriks, fondly known as "Della" passed away at the age of 87 (3/23/33-1/4/21 at home in La Quinta, CA. Her longtime beloved husband, John Hendriks passed 2 days later at the age of 80 (4/20/40-1/6/21).

Della was a Brooklyn gal and John from Jamaica.

They loved the desert gem, their dog Miss Lucie and telling the many celebrity stories from work at AT&T on the Universal lot.

Della is survived by her brother John Casazza, daughter Judith Silbert, son in law Steven and grandson Damon.

John is survived by his 3 brothers, Dennis (Norma & Rachel), Desmond (Latita), Brian (Ann Marie), daughters Mrs. Tashna Benjamin (John), Mrs. Keisha Brotnov (David) and their son. He is also survived by 4 grandchildren Dr. Tavya Benjamin-Spangler (Wes), Brian Benjamin, Zachary Benjamin, and Giana Benjamin.

Services to be determined. Contact Lynne 310.720.8222.

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Published by The Desert Sun from Jan. 15 to Jan. 17, 2021.

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Jennifer Guzzardi

February 2, 2021

My sweets...you are loved and missed more than you could have ever imagined.
We always talked about angels and now I have the two of you as my very own.
I will always carry your love for me in my heart.
Jen

Tashna Benjamin

January 30, 2021

An excerpt from my last letter from my dad:
“Tashna, take one day at a time- remember all the wonderful times and cherish the ones around you. You are in my prayers, and my heart...
I love you, always
Dad”

Tashna Benjamin

January 30, 2021

Thoughts of my dad,
John M.A. Hendriks:
The first name I remember my dad calling me was “my darling,” but in his accented English it sounded like “m’dahlin.” I loved that nickname which he used all the time. When my sister was born, he’d call me “my big daughter” and for my sister it was “my little daughter.”
In the late 60s and 70s, my dad enjoyed photography. I remember going out to parks with him as he took photos of landscapes. I loved posing for him and I remember how happy he’d look as his face was partially obscured by the camera. He took hundreds and hundreds of photos. As an adult, I can admit that I probably look through the old albums at least once a month. He’s not in nearly enough of the photos, but I always feel a connection because I’m seeing those old images through his eyes.

My father came to this country in the Fall of 1962. He loved being an American citizen. He wanted to be among the many immigrants who realized the Dream. Within the first 10 years, he’d married his first wife, fathered two daughters, owned a beautiful home in the suburbs of Long Island, and moved through various jobs to work for Consolidated Edison in New York as a Sales Rep managing various territories around Manhattan.

He loved wearing 3-piece suits, tending his yard and then hopping in the pool, watching football, playing with the dog, eating steaks, and traveling. In those early years he traveled to Puerto Rico, Spain, Portugal, England, and even the USSR in the mid-70s.

He liked order as could be seen in how he lined up his clothes and shoes in his closet and how he carefully rolled his belts in the top drawer of his bureau. He always carried handkerchiefs. His car was always tidy and he always put things back where he found them.

He loved watching the neighborhood children roughhousing and playing outside. He often watched from the upstairs window and occasionally would go outside to toss a ball around. He was particularly proud that my sister was a bit of a tomboy and he found great delight in buying her planes and cars and taking us to the airport runway to watch liftoffs and landings as well as to our local speedway to watch the car derbies!

My dad always worked two jobs and when he’d come home late at night, my mother would make a fresh steak for him to eat. My sister would sometimes sneak down to see him and he always swept her into his lap and fed her thin slices of meat from his plate. My time with him was in the morning. I’d wake up early and sit in the bathroom talking to him and watching him shave. To this day the smell of shaving cream makes me think of him and the many times he’d put a dollop on the tip of my nose.

As an adolescent I thought he was the most handsome and charming of all the dads I knew. When I looked in his eyes I saw my own in color and shape. His smile meant the world to me. He gave me my first single, red rose and taught me that it meant ‘I love you.’ It was particularly poignant because he presented it to me in the middle of my sixth grade class where I was mercilessly bullied. He walked in with a rose, but he walked out as my great hero.

My dad was a proud man who kept his emotions close, but he never, ever failed to tell me that he loved me no matter the distance of time or location between calls. The last letter he wrote to me means the world.

Dad and Della built a life together in California that they both loved. They talked often of the beautiful weather, the dogs they’d loved, & the church. Where you found one you found the other...even in the end. I’m so grateful for this last year where we spoke often, shared photos through email, and got to pray together on the phone.

Death robs us of time, but for the ones left behind it makes the memories all the more meaningful and precious. The last conversation I had with him was full of love and smiles even as he was fading away. I looked up synonyms for ‘darling’...the name he always called me. It brought joy to my heart to see that the word ‘beloved’ was among them. I will continue to miss my dad all my life and I am grateful for the heavenly reunions that the Bible promise for those who have put their faith and trust in Jesus Christ, the Savior.
Signed,
John’s big daughter, Tashna

Cheryl Lynn Dillard

January 26, 2021

I ALWAYS ENJOYED SERVING YOU AT YOUR STATER BROS, IN LA QUINTA
YOU BOTH WERE SO MUCH FUN TO CHECK OUT. YOU WILL BE MISS, BUT I KNOW YOU BOTH ARE WALKING ON THE STREETS OF GOLD IN HEAVEN. MY PRAYERS AND THOUGHTS ARE WITH THE FAMILY...

Lynne Daniels

January 22, 2021

I miss you both every single day! As time goes by, it’s even more difficult to know I can’t talk to you on the phone or have one of our many heart to heart talks in person.... Although I find myself talking out loud to you both. You were more than friends, we were family! I love you both very much. Lucie is safely with us Daniels’. You will always be in our — XoLynne

Cathy LaCroix

January 22, 2021

Della & John:

Just heard today from Brad (your friend for 40 years!), thank goodness he found my number. Since I moved to Prescott, haven't kept in touch so much. I still remember when we put together the offer on your "forever" home. I was so happy that you bought it & moved to the Gem. You will be missed very much but at least you're both in your happy & pain free heaven. Was looking forward to my spring visit with you. Love you & miss you.

Cathy LaCroix

Linda McAmis

January 19, 2021

I miss you so much my sweet Della There is such a void at ten every Thursday when you would get your hair done. You always lit up the room when you came in everyone loved you and John.I find myself ready to pick up the phone and call you just to chat.I know you are with our Lord and someday we shall met again.Love you to the moon and back your friend Linda

Arline

January 18, 2021

In loving memory of a wonderful Aunt and John. You will always be in my heart. Love you and miss you. You have fought the good fight. May you both rest in peace, and may the Lord light your path.
"Those we love don't go away,
They walk beside us every day.
Unseen, unheard, but always near,
So loved, so missed, so very dear"
~Anonymous

Steven Silbert

January 18, 2021

Babs every morning I take my coffee out to the patio pick up my phone and start to dial your number. I realize what I am doing, put the phone down and talk to you anyhow. I don't know if I will ever stop doing this. I miss you so very much. John you and Mama San are together just as the two of you have been ever since you met. We will talk every day as we have done for years " on the other side". Sending you all my love - Steven

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