Leonel (Posos) Saiz was born December 31, 1953 in Carlsbad, New Mexico, passed away August 8, 2017 at home while battling Cancer, with his wife Alice by his side.
During his early years he worked as an operator of heavy agricultural equipment for various companies in the San Joaquin Valley. The past 28 years he worked for numerous disabled and Elderly Adults as a home care provider, caring for his patients deeply. Lonnie’s love of family, friends and the many people he met along his life’s journey shined making all that came to know him, love him. He was a gentle man who loved to garden. You could often see him around town sharing his produce that he was most proud of. He could also be found searching for the unusual, fixing this or that and let us not forget those BBQ’s, and his well-known homemade chili beans that we all loved. An avid fisherman who loved to fish, many a vacation was spent in Washington fishing for salmon and crabbing to his various hot spots here in California always making for great times and good stories that those of us who were privileged to come along were truly blessed. Lonnie lived in many places throughout his life, though the two places that he held dearest to his heart were Corcoran, California and Oak Harbor, Washington. For the past 15 he made his home in Corcoran with his wife Alice, who he loved with all his heart and his stepson Chris. He was proceeded in death by his father Ricardo Saiz, Mother Gregoria (Posos) Saiz, sister Lorinda Saiz and brother Lorenzo Saiz. He is survived by his wife Alice, stepson Vincent Hughes and Christopher Hughes, his brother Louis Saiz and Carol, Toby Saiz and Kathy, Gavino Saiz and Melissa and sisters Lydia Saiz and Pete and Lucinda Ochoa along with numerous cousin, nephews and nieces. Upon request no services will be held, ashes to be scattered in Whidbey Island, Washington. In lieu of flowers the family has requested that each of those that knew Leonel to keep him and his family in your prayers and go out and do a random act of kindness in his memory.
THE BEST God saw you getting tired, and a cure was not to be, He put his Arms around you and he whispered, “Come with Me.” With tearful eyes we watched you, we watched you pass away. Although we loved you dearly, we could not make you stay. A goldened heart stopped beating, hard-working hands to rest. God broke our hearts to prove to us, He chose to take the best.