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Gregory Alan "Greg" Mayfield, Janesville, WI/Scottsdale, AZ/Hermosa Beach, CA (1965-2013)

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November 13, 2013

June 18, 1965 - November 1, 2013

Gregory Alan, "Greg" Mayfield, an eight year resident of Hermosa Beach, passed away on Friday, Nov. 1, 2013. Greg was born on June 18, 1965, in Janesville, WI. Greg was a huge Green Bay Packer fan, never forgetting his roots. Greg graduated from the University of Wisconsin–Whitewater with a Bachelor's Degree in Accounting and emphasis in Finance. Greg worked hard and dedicated himself to his career and he ultimately become a very successful business owner/entrepreneur. Greg donated to many charitable organizations and volunteered to coach children's flag football and baseball teams. Greg was very much a family man who loved his mother deeply and with her passing, Greg took on even a stronger role as a father. The brightest stars of Greg's accomplishments are his children, whom he loved dearly.

Surviving Greg are his three children: Madison, Zach, and Ryan, of Redondo Beach, CA; their mother, Patricia Hogan; his brothers, Stephan (Dawn) of Janesville, WI, and Lester (Patty) of Roscoe, IL; and several nieces and nephews and great-nieces and great-nephews. He was preceded in death by his parents, Betty and Melvin (Gene) Mayfield; his brother, Rodney; and his nephew, Jacob.

A gathering of family and friends will be held at WHITE & DAY MORTUARY in Manhattan Beach, on Friday, Nov. 15, 2013, from 11 a.m. until Noon, with a Service beginning at 12 p.m. Burial will follow at Green Hills Memorial Park in Rancho Palos Verdes. In lieu of flowers, donations may be made to the Children's Hospital of Santa Monica or the Susan G. Komen Foundation. Please go to the mortuary's website, www.LAfuneral.com to send the family messages, share memories, or to obtain directions to the services. Check back to view the online video tribute.

A growing leaf, green in color, has fallen prematurely. It has separated from the tree of life and landed in a pool of water, of many tears. It is a dark moment. A human tear lingers on the freshly fallen leaf…before it turns brown.

Fallen.

Drifting aimlessly

On a sea of grief and pain

The leaf cradles a teardrop.

Offers refuge. Embodies hope.

Just as winter awakens spring,

Our deepest sorrow harbors the seed of hope renewed.

By Susan Ring

White & Day Mortuary – Manhattan Beach (310) 792-7575

 



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