Magdalena "Maggie" P. Garcia (1942-2015)

Magdalena "Maggie" P. Garcia (1942-2015)

Beloved Wife, Mother, Sister, Grandmother and Great-grandmother
Magdalena (AKA Maggie) P. Garcia passed away in the loving arms of her Husband Johnny Garcia at the age of 73 yrs. June 6, 2015.
Maggie was a beautiful person, on the outside, but more importantly, she was beautiful on the inside. Her huge personality and honesty made her a one in a million and her laughter was infectious to anyone around her. She enjoyed sharing values, stories, lessons and spending time with her family and friends. Every year you would find Maggie enjoying time making tamales and menudo with family, sharing recipes, and laughter. However, in her older age she loved to take her annual trip to Laughlin with her husband and best friend. Johnny. Anyone who knew Maggie saw that at her core was love and being surrounded by her family. She had deep compassion and empathy for others. That type of acceptance and love is rare. It made it so easy to love her, yet so hard to lose her. She will be greatly missed by all who knew her.
Maggie is survived by her husband Johnny Garcia of 41 years, five of her children, 12 grandchildren, 11 great grandchildren, 2 sisters, and 3 brothers. She was preceded in death by her Father and Mother, 2 bothers, 1 sister and beloved son.
Maggie will be remembered and greatly missed by her family & friends remaining forever in our hearts.
A viewing is scheduled for Wednesday evening, June 17th, at 6:00 p.m. with a rosary to follow at Skillin-Carroll Mortuary in Fillmore.
The Funeral Mass for Maggie P. Garcia will be held at St. Francis of Assisi Church in Fillmore on Thursday, June 18th at 10:00 a.m. The internment will follow at Bardsdale Cemetery.
To sign the family's online guestbook, share stories and post pictures please visit our website: and click on Magdalena (Maggie) P. Garcia’s name located below "Obituaries."
Magdalena (AKA Maggie) P. Gracia
March 7, 1942 – June 6, 2015
God saw you getting tired
and a cure could not be
So he put arms around you and whispered,
“Come to Me.”
With tearful eyes we watch you
and saw you pass away
and although we loved you dearly
we could not make you stay.
A Golden heart stopped beating
hard working hands at rest.
God broke our hearts to prove to us
he only takes the best.