Zach Tolentino Viloria was a hard working, old fashioned Filipino man, who took pride in his family and culture. He was never a person who openly expressed his love for his family through words or embraces but, the family always knew that he loved them very much. Zach was born in the Philippines on July 5th, 1925 to Candido and Mamerta Viloria. He was the 2nd child of 4 children. Zach grew up during the Japanese invasion of his beloved country and had to live in the jungles with his family and other villagers. He would tell his stories of how he had a horse and worked along side other young Filipino "guerillas", carrying a pistol with one bullet. It was understood that the bullet was meant for him if he was ever captured. In his mid 20's, Zach moved to Hawai'i, to work in the pineapple and sugar plantations on the island of Lana'i. There he met and married Felicia Quinones on September 24, 1949. They later relocated to the little town of Whitmore Village on the island of O'ahu so he could work along side his father in the pineapple fields. They were blessed with 3 children, 2 boys and a girl. All five lived with his father in a 1 bedroom housing plantation apartment. Being the proud man he was, he wanted more for his family. Zach soon joined the Hawaii Carpenter's Union as an apprentice and worked his way up to become a journeyman. He was soon able, with his wife's help as a nurse, to purchase a 2 bedroom, 1 bath family home, on a large lot, just a few streets up from the housing area. Life was good but Zach wanted more for his family so he took a higher paying construction position overseas in Kwajalein, some 2500 miles west of Hawai'i. It was difficult to leave his wife and young family behind but, having been poor growing up, he wanted to ensure a better life for his children. And, through his hard work, sacrifice, and perseverance, he felt assured that his family would be well taken care of. He wrote home often and was able to talk to his family, through ham radio operators, several times a month. And, once or twice a year, he would return home for a well deserved vacation. In time, their small house was moved and a bigger, 2 story house was built on the front property. Zach retired from the construction business and returned home. Sometime later, he confided in his children that he realized how much he missed watching them grow up. But he had no regrets, knowing that what he did, was for the benefit of his family. And, seeing them today, he was right. Eventually, he did make up for lost time by being a part of his adult children's lives as much as possible, and then having a "second chance" in life, as a grandpa, and being there to watch his grandchildren and later, his great grandchildren grow up. With their children already living on the mainland, Zach and Felicia decided to relocate to California. This was a big decision for a man who was only familiar with island living. They adjusted quite well and lived with their daughter and her family for a couple of years before buying a mobile home in Oxnard, CA. There he enjoyed a simple life, fishing & crabbing off a pier, etc. But what he especially loved and enjoyed most was driving his car every chance he had! After a couple of years, they sold their home and moved to Las Vegas, NV. He was able to find employment as a porter, then a maintenance worker, and finally a slot machine cashier for a small gaming establishment. He continued to be independently active until 2010, when Zach went on a drive and disappeared for 5 days. He was later found in Redlands, CA, about 200 miles from home! Admitted to their local hospital, he was tired, confused, and hungry. When questioned, he couldn't remember how he got to Redlands. He thought he was still in Vegas. And, although he was happy to see the familiar faces of his family, he was more concerned about his car. He was soon diagnosed with short term memory loss and he was never able to drive again. Incidentally, his "trip" continues to remain a mystery today. Later that same year, due to their health issues, both he and Felicia moved to an Assisted Living Facility in Orange County, CA. Their they resided together, until Zach passed away on April 29, 2013 at the age 87. Zach lived the life he wanted to live. He showed his family that hard work can and will get you what you want and/or need to be comfortable. You don't have to be super rich to be happy. And he may not have been a very religious man but, he was a very good man, a good husband, a loving father, grandfather, and great grandfather. Zach had a cute 2 syllable laugh and several favorite sayings. One that remains in the children's hearts is the one where, whenever they asked him how he was doing, Zach would often say, "I'm strong like bull" then came his short and sweet laugh....