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Marybeth “Cissie” Rudden Byrne passed away peacefully in her sleep on Monday, July 23, after a long battle with Lewy Body Disease. She was an amazing person who touched many lives. She loved God, her children and grandchildren, her husband, her friends and family and going to garage sales (not necessarily in that order). She was born in Auchnacliffe, Longford, Ireland. Although she spent more than 60 years in the states, she never learned to pronounce the “H” in the word “three.”

Marybeth immigrated to the United States at the age of 23, spent a few years in the convent on both sides of the ocean and later met and married Frank Byrne in 1963.  They raised four children together in Salinas, Calif., and started the Corpus Christi Bookstore out of an act of love for their community and God. 

Marybeth was the type of person who never saw a dead plant that she believed that could not be revived; who volunteered countless hours at homeless shelters and elsewhere; and always reached out with love and without judgement to people in need. She created the home where all the kids’ friends wanted to hang out, made copious amounts of Irish soda bread, and always remembered who wanted the loaves without raisins. She was the type of mom who would take out her dentures and make funny faces just to make the kids laugh. She believed in miracles.

Later in life, Marybeth and Frank moved to Alameda to be closer to grandchildren, where they continued to volunteer and help out whoever needed it. Contrary to popular belief she was not a saint, but she took delight and was genuinely interested in other people, which may have led to mistaken beliefs about her saintliness. Although her last few years were marked by changes in her brain brought about by her disease, she continued to delight in getting to know others and we hear she was a wiz at laughing yoga. 

Marybeth is survived by her husband of 55 years, her four children and their spouses, Jim (Sandra), Maureen (Swarup), Patrick (Susan), and Francine (Charlie), 11 grandchildren, her brother, and numerous nieces, nephews and cousins. 

Services will be held at Sacred Heart Church in Salinas on Friday, Aug. 24, at 10 a.m. and at Mercy Retirement & Care Center in Oakland on Saturday, Nov. 3, at 2 p.m. In lieu of flowers, donations may be sent to Mercy Retirement and Care Center at

For more information call Harry W. Greer, funeral director (FDR-745)


Karin Sue Kokos Selbach, born on Dec. 27, 1952, in Gary, Ind., sailed off to her beloved ocean above on July 1, 2018, at her home in Alameda with her family by her side.  

Karin was the loving wife to John Selbach for 30 years; devoted daughter to Steve Kokos, Sr., from Gary; loving sister to Steve Kokos, Jr., from Hobart, Ind.; aunt to Steven Nicksic of Chicago; niece to Joyce Melton Primich; and is survived by many cousins. She was preceded in death by her mother, Velma E. (Melton) Kokos.

Karin was a kind and loving spirit; her smile and laughter along with her personality simply was radiant and would light up any space she occupied. She was loved by all who came in contact with her. Whatever Karin’s focus, whether her nursing career of 40 years, her time sailing the Pacific Ocean and San Francisco Bay racing sailboats or being a baseball fan, she simply created an atmosphere of happiness and joy toward everyone around her.

Karin attended nursing school and got her first nursing job in Cleveland, Ohio. She then moved to California as a young adult accepting employment at Stanford University doing heart transplant research. She performed numerous successful heart transplants on research animals.

She then did a stint sailing the Pacific Ocean. After working as head nurse at Highland Hospital in Oakland, Karin settled in Alameda enjoying weekend sailing on the San Francisco Bay. Always a true Cubs fan she then became an Oakland A’s fan attending as many games as possible.  

Whatever Karin did, she did it to the fullest. She was loved by all who touched her warm soul. Regarding Karin’s life, the consensus of her many friends is that regarding what life has to offer, Karin hit it out of the park every time.

Karin never asked for much in return for the love she gave to us, her final wish now is that we keep her memory in our hearts.

A celebration of love will be held at Encinal Yacht Club, 1251 Pacific Marina, on Sunday, Aug. 26, at 11 a.m. Her ashes will later be scattered in the ocean she so loved. 


Robert William Ensor, 91, of Alameda passed away in the comfort of his own home surrounded by his family on July 20, 2018.

Bob is survived by his loving wife Carlene of 46 years, his devoted daughters Kathy and Kris, and son-law Jeff, his beloved grandchildren Andrew and Hilary, and his large extended family and friends. Bob was a loving husband, father, grandfather and good friend to everyone.
Bob was born in the Bronx, N.Y., on Jan. 11, 1927, to William and Anna Ensor. He had two beloved brothers Billy and Jim. Bob served in the Air Force during World War II and never lost his love of airplanes. 

In 1952, Bob began his career with Family Circle Magazine in New York City. In 1958 Family Circle brought him to the San Francisco Bay Area to open the Western Division. He worked for Family Circle until his retirement in 1987. After his retirement he joined the Mr. Espresso Coffee Roasting Company.

Bob moved to Alameda in 1965 where he met Carlene in 1970. They were married March 26, 1972. Bob and Carlene loved their Alameda life surrounded by their children and grandchildren. In retirement, they traveled the world together.

Bob’s greatest joy was spending time with his family and friends. He most loved the Tahoe cabin, travel with Carlene and friends, reading, baseball, football, playing golf and fishing trips with his buddies.

Bob will be greatly missed by his family and friends. 

Family and friends are invited to attend funeral mass on Monday, July 30, at 10:30 a.m. at St. Joseph Basilica 1109 Chestnut St.