Genevieve Helen Hemenway
December 19, 1928 - January 17, 2026

Born Genevieve Helen Schlinkmann, to Hazel E. Schlinkmann (Bowman) and Fred Schlinkmann. Genevieve was adopted at a young age by her devoted, adoring father, Silvio (Botchie) Santi of Fields Landing, CA. where she lived for over eighty years.

Genevieve grew up in and around the Fields Landing Hotel and Botchie’s Crab Stand (est. 1928) both owned and operated by her parents, (Hazel and Botchie). Her early years included memories of the town as a bustling whaling port. She was enthralled by the player piano in the hotel, she would watch guests play for hours at a time. She took to the keyboard quickly as a child and her love for music grew from there, leading her to become an accomplished pianist.

After attending Field School and Eureka Senior High School, (class of 1947), Genevieve attended Humboldt State University and studied music. Her talent was noted and she was offered placement with the Philharmonic Orchestra on the east coast. Though she did not ultimately join the orchestra, her musical gift was present throughout her life. She taught her two daughters to play the piano and ukulele, and entertained several generations of family and friends with her talent throughout the years.

In December 1950, Genevieve married the love of her life, Eureka High classmate, Ellis Hemenway. It was a quick and lasting match - on their third date, Ellis asked her to marry him, and they were married for over 63 years. Two weeks after their marriage, Ellis was deployed to combat in the Korean War. Genevieve endured the longest, most difficult two years of her 97-year-long life during his deployment. Upon his return, Ellis and Genevieve were together constantly, and never spent any time apart.

Genevieve and Ellis took ownership of Botchie’s Crab Stand from Genevieve’s parents which became known throughout the Redwood Empire for selling only the freshest and highest-quality local Dungeness crab. The couple happily committed to long, hard-working days spent on their feet side-by-side working through the winter crab season year after year. The hard work and long hours offered Genevieve and her family the opportunity to spend months each year at their summer home in Dinsmore, where she could savor life.

Genevieve enjoyed hunting and fishing with family and had a deep love for the outdoors. She learned the art and science of gardening from her father and her vegetable gardens were always teeming with beautiful produce. She loved gardenias, begonias, orchids and African violets and was skilled at tending the most finicky of flowers. Genevieve was a friend to nature, always taking care to enjoy and protect the beauty she found. She instilled her love and respect for the natural world in her daughters and their growing families.

Genevieve was an accomplished cook, taking up many of the dishes and traditions of Northern Italy, her father’s homeland. Homemade gnocchi were a specialty, pillows of love covered in rich, flavorful red sauce made with chicken, pork and salami. Cakes and pies were also a specialty, and she loved to treat her family to homemade mincemeat or huckleberry pies.

Genevieve is survived by her daughters Victoria Smith and Cynthia (Iver) Skavdal; granddaughters Christine (Sergio) Mendes and Allison (Mike) Skavdal-Taylor; and grandsons Blaine Owsley, Loren (Becky) Skavdal, and Carson Skavdal; and five great-grandchildren: Christopher Mendes, Reese and Riley Skavdal-Taylor, and Marissa and Iver Skavdal. She is also survived by her niece Sandra (Norm) Ball, nephew Tom (Ardis) Schlinkmann and families.

Genevieve was predeceased by her husband, Ellis B. Hemenway, her parents, Hazel and Botchie (Silvio) Santi, her in-laws, Bernard A. and Marie (Wasmuth) Hemenway, biological father, Fred Schlinkmann, brothers Herb Schlinkmann, and Fredrick Schlinkmann.

A private graveside service will be held late January.

A special thank you to the people at Redwood Memorial Hospital, Hospice of Humboldt and Alder Bay Assisted Living Facility for their excellent, loving care.

Donations in Genevieve’s memory may be made to any of the following organizations:

Hospice of Humboldt
3327 Timber Fall Court
Eureka, Ca. 95503

California Deer Association
Redwood Coast Chapter
1884 Keystone Court
Redding, CA 96003
By personal check or caldeer.org

Society of Humboldt County Pioneers
Clark Historical Museum
C/O Shawn Wagner, Executive Director
240 E St.
Eureka CA 95501
By personal check, online with a credit card, or stopping by the Museum

Michele “Mickie” Harris
November 13, 1956 – January 1, 2026

Michele “Mickie” Harris passed away peacefully on January 1, 2026, after a second courageous battle with cancer. She was at Stanford Hospital in Palo Alto, California, surrounded by family, and with her daughter by her side in the final moments.

Michele was very particular about her name, always insisting that Michele had only one “L,” and Mickie was “ie” not “ ey” like Mickey Mouse, a correction she made often and with humor. True to form, she even made sure those caring for her at Stanford corrected the spelling, giving everyone a laugh along the way.

Michele was born on November 13, 1956, in Scotia, California, to Prudence Versell Baker and Everett Harris. As a young child, she lived in Redding, California, before moving back to Bridgeville in the mid-1960s. She later graduated from Fortuna Union High School in 1974.

After high school, Michele attended DeVry Institute of Technology in Phoenix, Arizona, at a time when the computer industry was just emerging. That experience later led her to Sunnyvale, California, where she became one of Apple’s earliest employees, working with a small team assembling early Apple computers during the company’s formative years. Michele later returned to Humboldt County, where she met Robert. Together, they had one daughter, Alexis.

Michele devoted many years to caring for others in the medical field, including at Eureka Internal Medicine and later Redwood Urgent Care in Eureka, California. She deeply valued her longtime boss, Steve Mielke, and the coworkers who became like family to her and her daughter. She loved her patients and the connections she made through her work. Out of respect and care, she often left messages in obituary sections when former patients passed, honoring their lives and the bonds she had formed.

Suntan Glen and the river were home to Michele.She preferred a quieter life and felt most at home along the river.

She was a member of Jobs’s Daughters, which, to her youngest brother Chip, appeared highly suspicious. From his point of view, it involved long dresses, secret meetings, and climbing stairs into a room above Sequoia Gas, leaving him convinced for years that she had joined a cult. He has never fully ruled it out.

Family relationships were central to Mickie’s life. She and her brother Scooter were known as the “Gerber Babies,” picture perfect and inseparable. As they grew older, they argued like the Hatfields and McCoys, loud and relentless, but always out of love. Their bond bent, but it never broke.

Michele was a fantastic cook, well known for feeding family, friends, and anyone who happened to be nearby. She was a loyal and enthusiastic supporter of family sporting events, rarely missing a game. Her presence was unmistakable, thanks in part to her legendary whistle. It echoed through river valleys and gymnasiums and cut through packed crowds like a train horn. Everyone could hear it .

She was also an exceptional swimmer, moving through the river like a dolphin, fast and effortless, impossible to keep up with. She taught her daughter and many of the kids of Suntan Glen how to swim. Many learned before the age of four to swim in deep water without floaters because of her love for water ,and the importance to know how to swim if living near a lake, river or pool . She taught everyone a life lesson in team work if things went wrong.

Michele loved music and movies and was a hippie at heart. Her youngest brother Chip would often call her from concerts just to let her hear the music through the phone, knowing she would understand without a word spoken.

She had a fondness for collecting socks, the brighter and more mismatched the better, and enjoyed collecting fossils along the river. She loved to dance and sing, even if she wasn’t especially good at it, which only made it more endearing to those who knew her best.

As a mother, Michele was deeply devoted and supportive. Many of her daughter’s friends even called her “ Mom” or “ Lexi’s Mom.” If there were an “above and beyond” in motherhood, Mickie met it every day . She believed it took a village to raise a child and raised her daughter largely on her own with the help of a network she formed in order to work and provide.

Michele was deeply loved and will be greatly missed. She will be remembered for her smile,  kindness, generosity, humor, heart, and especially, for being supportive and a great mother and role model.

She was preceded in death by her parents, Prudence Versell Baker and Everett Harris, along with other loved ones who went before her.

She is survived by her daughter, Alexis “Lexi” Harris (Ramer); her siblings Curtis “Scooter” Harris, Paige Harris (Asbury), and Marvin “Chip” Stewart; and many nieces, nephews, extended family members, and longtime friends.

A Celebration of Life will be held at a later date to honor both Michele and her mother, Prudence Versell Baker. Prudence passed just 7 months prior.

The family extends a sincere “ Thank you “ to the many care teams , physicians and doctors who cared for Michele with compassion and humor during her final journey.

A GoFundMe titled Honoring Michele Harris’ Life and Legacy has been established for those who wish to contribute toward Celebration of Life and final arrangements.

Mahalo and God Bless.

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Ruth Villier passed away on January 16, 2026, less than one month after her 94th birthday. She was the last surviving member of her generation in our family.

Margaret Ruth Neathery Schieberl Villier was born on December 25, 1931, in Sulphur, Oklahoma, to Bert Elmer Neathery and Frances Bertie “Tommy” Garrison Neathery. A few years later, they welcomed their son, Robert Lee “Bobby” Neathery.

In the early 1940s, the Neathery family moved from Oklahoma to California in search of a better life, settling in Santa Rosa. It was there, at just 16 years old, that Ruth met the handsome Ed Schieberl. They were married on December 4, 1949.

While Ed served on the front lines during the Korean War, Ruth remained in San Leandro, California, caring for their three young children—Ted, Jan, and Mike. In 1956, Ed followed his oldest brother to Humboldt County to work for the Al Nicholson Scale Company, and Ruth faithfully joined him as they began a new chapter together.

With true pioneer spirit, Mom and Dad built their first home on Greenwood Heights in the mid-1950s. A few years later, with Margie and Lucie added to the family, they built their final home on Myrtle Avenue in Eureka. During this time, Ruth cared for the household while also managing the bookkeeping—and occasionally running heavy equipment—for their newly formed business, Green Bay Scale Company. She continued this work until 1981.

Ruth was deeply involved in her children’s education. She volunteered regularly at Freshwater School as a classroom aide, brought snacks, helped teachers, and supported students in countless ways. Even after her own children moved on, she continued volunteering—first in kindergarten classrooms and later as an associate librarian. She was entrusted with some of the school’s first personal computers, which she took home, taught herself to use, and then taught others. At home, she discovered a fondness for Solitaire, which became a bit addictive. She also helped run voting booths during official elections and, alongside Ed, belonged to local horseshoe-pitching and square-dancing clubs. Mom loved to dance.

Ruth had a lifelong love for dogs, especially poodles and German Shepherds. She had many over the years, but two held special places in her heart. After Ed passed away in 1987, her German Shepherd Baron became her lifeline—getting her out of bed each morning and helping her through deep grief. Later, she welcomed a teacup poodle named Harley, who was rarely far from her side. They adored each other.

Ruth’s parents were deaf, and she served as their lifelongRuth Villier interpreter and liaison to the hearing world. She learned to speak by listening to the radio. In the 1960s and 1970s, she was a founding member of the H.I.G.H. Club (Hearing Impaired of Greater Humboldt) and was always available to assist the deaf community. She served as an on-call interpreter for courts and hospitals and taught American Sign Language courses at College of the Redwoods. She accomplished all of this without formal higher education—only grit, compassion, and life experience.In the early 1980s, Ruth traveled with her father, Bert Neathery, to Greece and Germany to attend the Oberammergau Passion Play, a once-in-a-lifetime experience she treasured.

After losing the love of her life in 1987, Ruth met life’s challenges with strength, poise, and dignity. She continued working at Freshwater School as paid staff and later found great joy when her grandchildren attended the school and she was able to see them daily.

In the early 1990s, Ruth met Vern Villier at a singles dance. They married, she sold the family home on Myrtle Avenue, retired from the school, and began a new chapter. Together, they stayed active volunteering at the Arcata Police Department, participating in the Model A Club and the Moose Lodge, and attending many social outings. Ruth especially loved dressing in period costumes for dances.

Many in the McKinleyville area knew Ruth and Vern through Ben Hurd’s Tree Farm, where they baked enormous quantities of cookies and often worked behind the cash register during the busy weeks before Christmas.

Ruth’s greatest love was her family. She is survived by her five children: Ted, Jan, Mike, Margie, and Lucie.

• Ted (Alice): Kevin and Sarah, and two great-grandchildren​
• Jan: Lorraine, Olivia, and Clint, and two great-grandchildren​
• Mike (Karen): Clarissa, Lilly, and Rachel​
• Margie (Dave, deceased): Maricica and Timothy, and two great-grandchildren
• Lucie (Randy): Kathryn, Bethany, Leslie, Alex, Roger, Juliana, and Deborah, and 22 great-grandchildren​

In total, Ruth leaves behind 17 grandchildren and 28 great-grandchildren—so far.

Whenever we spoke with Mom, she always wanted to know how her family was doing. She lovingly called us “her many blessings.” “She called us her blessings, but she was ours.

In every act of kindness, every quiet sacrifice,​ every moment she chose love, she shaped who we are. Though we say goodbye today, we carry her with us—​ in our hands, our hearts, and in the family she built so well. To be loved by her was one of life’s greatest gifts.

A memorial service for Ruth will be held on January 31st 2026 in Arcata, CA. To RSVP for catering purposes and location details, please email: ruthschieberlvillier@gmail.com

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Hundreds of people turned out to the latest “ICE Out” protest in Eureka today. The event was quickly organized after Border Patrol agents shot and killed 37-year-old nurse Alex Pretti in Minneapolis Saturday morning. That killing came just 17 days after ICE agents shot and killed 37-year-old Renée Good. 

There was also a demonstration down in Ferndale. Lost Coast Communications Inc.’s own Janet Carney submitted a few photos of that event, which you’ll find below the following shots of the Eureka protest by LCCi’s Shane Mizer.

And from Ferndale:

Press release from the Arcata Fire District:

At approximately 4:07 a.m. on January 25, 2026, units from the Arcata Fire District, Fieldbrook Fire Department, and CAL FIRE Trinidad were dispatched to a reported residential structure fire in the 2700 block of Martin Road in McKinleyville.

Humboldt County Sheriff’s Deputies patrolling the area notified the CAL FIRE Emergency Command Center that the structure was well involved, with a partial roof collapse occurring prior to the arrival of fire units.

The first-arriving Arcata Fire District engine encountered heavy fire in the front half of a vacant structure, with flames extending into the attic. Portions of the roof had already collapsed, and additional sections were actively failing.

Firefighters initiated an exterior attack and quickly knocked down the main body of fire. Crews then transitioned to interior operations to extinguish remaining hot spots and confirm the structure was unoccupied.

The fire was brought under control within approximately 20 minutes. Fire investigators determined the cause of the fire to be arson. The investigation remains ongoing. Anyone with information related to this incident is encouraged to contact the Arcata Fire District at (707) 825- 2000.

No injuries were reported.

The vacant structure was deemed a total loss, with damages estimated at approximately $200,000.

The Arcata Fire District would like to thank its partner agencies for their assistance and cooperation during this incident.

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Notice from the Caltrans District 1 Facebook page:

Route 255 in Eureka is scheduled to be closed overnight from 8 p.m. to 6 a.m., beginning Sunday evening, Jan. 25, and wrapping up Friday morning, Jan. 30. The closure will be in effect from U.S. 101 (Fourth Street) to just south of Woodley Island, with a turnaround available for southbound travelers heading toward Eureka.

Crews will be conducting bridge and broadband work during the overnight hours. Due to the nature of the work and the limited space available to keep workers safe, a full closure is necessary rather than one-way traffic. Travelers should plan accordingly. U.S. 101 is available as a detour.

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The dramatic story of the house once known as the “Dean Victorian,” after its architect, began in 1895 when it was towed on a barge across Humboldt Bay from Arcata to Eureka by its original owner.

One of my earliest recollections is of a second dramatic event in the life of that Victorian. My grandmother, Dominga Cabrera, had purchased the house at Sixth and N Streets (which by that time was called the “Sevier House” after the Eureka attorney who had owned it), and I was living there, with my parents, on April 2, 1933, when at 3:50 a.m. fire broke out.

Loud noises! Bright lights! Voices shouting! I was two years old; I remember a blanket covering me as my father carried me across the street to safety in his strong arms. Those are my memories of that early morning blaze that destroyed the roof and the entire top floor of the house.

Across the street, Zelma Cooper hurried to help our family, offering my parents her home as a refuge. John Cooper. Jr., then eleven, recalls: “I was watching the fire from our front room windows as my mother went to get your family to come here.”

When the blanket was lifted from my face, I saw — and I can still see in my mind’s eye — the most wonderful array of dolls around the bed upon which I was lying. Jean Cooper, the older Cooper daughter, had given up her bedroom for me.

Maria Romero, in her Eureka High graduation photo.

My grandparents, Dominga and Quirino Cabrera, had only been married for ten years when the influenza epidemic reached their ranch in Santa Catarina, Jalisco. Mexico. Grandfather Quirino died, leaving seven children. They were: Beatriz (my mother), Santos, Josefina, Jose, Maria, Jesus (later changed to John), and Francisca (Frances).

My Aunt Josefina (the first to leave the family) married Alvaro Toscano. Josefina would often tell me that revolutionary unrest in Mexico motivated them to make their way to the United States. They arrived in Samoa to work in the Hammond Lumber Company. Their neighbors, Filiberto and Cecelia Carranco, lived directly across from the Toscanos. I used to play with Helen Carranco. We graduated together from Eureka Senior High School in 1948. I remember Eva, an older daughter, and Lynwood. Lynwood became a highly respected authority on Humboldt County history, and was, at one time, president of the Humboldt County Historical Society.

What brought my grandmother, my mother and her sisters and brothers to California? Alvaro, Josefina’s husband, was killed in an accident at the Hammond Lumber mill in 1921. Josefina was left alone with a son, Ruben. She sent to Mexico for her mother, Dominga, who came alone in February 1922. Josefina then helped bring four of her siblings. In March 1922, Beatriz, Maria, Francisca and John crossed the border on the El Paso Railway, at El Paso, Texas, each having paid the eight-dollar “head tax.”

After a short while, Dominga moved her young adult children to a house on A Street in Eureka. There, the Cabrera girls helped their mother sew men’s fine linen shirts as well as dainty brides’ trousseaus. Jose, who by this time had also joined the family, worked for the Hammond Lumber Company. John also worked in the mill for a short time: he later left Eureka for San Francisco and a career as a cosmetologist.

Dominga moved into the Sevier House in 1923 with her sons, Joseph and John, and her daughters, Beatriz, Mary and Frances. Daughter Josefina stayed in Samoa; she later married Alexander Mason, a Russian immigrant. Son Santos visited Eureka but did not stay long. He moved to Chicago and never returned.

All the Eureka Cabreras, including the matriarch Dominga, were enrolled in Miss Lena Guidery’s English and Americanization classes. Those classes were popular. My father Joseph met my mother, Beatriz (which she changed to the English spelling of Beatrice) at one of Miss Guidery’s class socials.

My adventurous father had left his town of Santa Maria de Los Angeles, also in Jalisco, with his father Maximiano’s blessing and eighteen shiny silver pesos in his pocket. He was eighteen years old. In 1922. he arrived in Eureka after having heard that there was work at the huge lumber mill across the bay.

As there was no Mexican community in Humboldt County, and the climate was quite different from Jalisco, Dominga had to learn how to cook without the usual Mexican ingredients. Instead of tortillas made from corn, she did what Josefina already had been doing, making her tortillas out of flour. However, Dominga had brought her old worn grinder (molcajete) with her from Jalisco to make her own salsa.

Many traditional dishes changed with creativity and resourcefulness and were — and still are — delicious. Aunt Frances Burger made the very best tamale pie ever. I remember my grandmother planting flowers beside artichokes, cabbages. carrots, potatos and raspberries behind the house. She and my dad also kept rabbits and chickens.

Traditions and family celebrations, too. took on new aspects. At all my Burger cousins’ birthdays, my aunt Frances carefully filled a soft cardboard box with nuts, oranges, apples and little candies. Uncle Ernest tied a rope around the box. heaved the long end of the rope over the top of the family’s swing and pulled up and down while we took turns trying to hit and break the box to release the contents. That was our piñata! What fun!

The Cabrera family in front of the Sixth Street Victorian, circa 1931 — before the fire. From left: Beatriz Cabrera Romero, Domingo Cabrera, Maria Cabrera Whynott (holding nine- month-old Maria Romero). In front is cousin Rose Ann Burger (Hurst).

In my family, our religious traditions remained intact. We had a devout respect and love for Our Lady of Guadalupe, and Dominga’s statue of the Madonna always had a prominent place in our home.

In Eureka, I was the only child whose parents were both Spanish-speaking Mexicans. I remember my first day in kindergarten at the Nazareth Convent Catholic School. I was so happy that my cousin Arthur was in the class. I did not understand the directions to the class that Sister Gertrude was giving. I remember how embarrassed I was when I lined up behind Arthur discovered it was the boys’ time for a potty break! Sister Gertrude gently took me aside and put me in the girls’ line. That first day I learned the English word “lavatory.” However. I soon had the glorious distinction of being the official translator for my grandmother.

Another Spanish-speaking Maria (Mary) family in Eureka was the Lopez family. Mr. Lopez was from Mexico and Mrs. Lopez was from Spain. Their daughter. Virginia, and was an accomplished pianist and became a prominent bilingual legal secretary. My parents always looked forward to meeting with the Lopez family.

Except for Josefina, all of Dominga’s daughters lived in Eureka after they married. In addition to my mother. Beatriz, who married Joseph Romero, married James Whynott of Canadian ancestry. Mary died in 1939, leaving James and little son Robert.

Aunt Frances married Ernest Burger, an immigrant of Swiss-German descent. They had one daughter, Rose Ann Hurst, and three sons: Arthur, John, and Thomas. My Burger cousins all live in Eureka. Dominga’s son Santos did not marry. Son Joseph married Martha Simpson and had Ramon. (They later divorced and Joseph married Teresa Flores from Guadalajara, Jalisco. Mexico.) In San Francisco, John married Lucy Llanos from Culiacan, Mexico. Their children were John Jr,. Richard and Susan.

Joe Cabrera and his son, Ramon, moved into the renovated Victorian in 1937 when Dominga died. My father had previously started building a smaller home on the adjacent Sixth Street lot which he completed that same year. This house became the Romero family home and remained so until 1978. By that time my retired and failing parents had come to live with me in Sunnyvale. My father died in 1978 and my mother, in 1980. Both are resting in Eureka in the family plot overlooking Humboldt Bay. The Victorian and the Romero house still stand side by side on Sixth Street.

The Victorian still remains in the family. One of Dominga’s grandsons, John Burger, and his wife, Arlene, are the caring owners now.

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