Guess Who?

Barbara Grieb

Tall in the saddle he may stand, roping, riding or penning he’s quite a hand.

Those hands that hold those reigns have held a flashlight at dawn or at night to get in the cows or hold a coon in the light. His faithful dog make it turn out right.

Many a friend he’s helped when caught in a lurch.

Those same hands at home, in church have held your hand in prayer to acknowledge his Savior & Lord is there.

Seventy-Five years ago I held his hand and we took our vows and he’s been faithful ’til now, altho all you girls are special in your own way, we too have both been blessed….what can I say!

Are you getting close?

As a young man he held in those hands 3 daughters one by one and even a son…and now 6 Grandkids + 3 and 4 Greats…all 1st rate!

Some of you may be a part of our family by being a “son” or “daughter ” and our home your home, you felt like our own. Whether you call him Papa, Brother, Carl or friend , he’ll be true to the end.

This guy has don’t lots of things from milking, riding the range to running a crane. His word is his bond, you can count on that!

You’ve sat by his side at a campfire or two ’cause he’ll go camping or fishing with you…at any excuse. Give him a truck and a horse between his knees, he’s quite easy to please.

If this guy seems perfect you’ll have to admit …he’s got one fault we’d like to forget. If you’re gathering cattle and you ain’t in your place and you think you’re doing quite well …it may be possible you would hear him YELL! but don’t take it to heart…’cause he does treat us quite well.

Photocredit: LondieGP

Leonard “Carl” Grieb

July 1928 – March 2026


Leonard “Carl” Grieb a native of Arroyo Grande and lifetime resident of the Central Coast passed away March 3, 2026, at the age of 97, in his home, surrounded by his loving family. He was looking forward to being reunited with his bride of 75 years, Barbara, who passed away in May 2025.

Carl was born July 27, 1928 to Fred and Gertrude (Haven) Grieb and was the 8th of 9 children, all of whom have proceeded him in death.

Carl graduated from Arroyo Grande High School in 1947 and he married the love of his life, Barbara Lucille Decker, February 12, 1950. They have 3 daughters, Wynetta (Kevin) McClain and Margie (Scott) Runels of Oregon and Connie (Stan) Willems of Arroyo Grande. They have 9 grandchildren, 11 great-grandchildren, 4 great-great grandchildren and numerous nieces and nephews.

Carl was a dairy farmer in the 1950’s, an operating engineer for 25 years with Engel and Gray, of Santa Maria and always a cattle rancher and horseman. He accomplished so many things that most people would never even attempt.

In the early years he loved to run his hound dogs and enjoyed hunting a few nights a week. After retirement he enjoyed team penning, pack trips, hunting, cowboying and helping others. He was a good provider and very generous. He had a very strong work ethic, which he passed on to his daughters at an early age and loved competition. Even as a young boy Carl loved to buy, sell and trade. The story is
even told of him trading away his sister, Lorna’s cat! Even up to a couple of years ago he was still buying, selling and trading goats, pigs and cattle.

Carl was an avid reader, did suduko and loved a good game of Sorry. He loved to laugh, he loved his caregivers and he always loved a good practical joke. He was the best friend anyone could ever have and he always helped anyone who needed it. He loved his Lord and most of all his wife and family.

The legacy of Carl Grieb will live on for many generations.

A Celebration of Life and BBQ will be held April 11th, 11:00am at Grace Bible Church, 100 Rodeo Drive, Arroyo Grande.

In Lieu of Flowers, donations to honor Carl, who loved the youth and agriculture can be made to: Apela Foundation, Ag Adventure Day Camp, 4293 Lopez Dr. Arroyo Grande, CA 93420 Coastal Christian School, Ag Dept, 1005 N. Oak Park Blvd., Pismo Beach, CA 93449

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Friendship

Friendship

For Connie on her 50th

Sunflower: Tips for Growing Tall Sunflowers

Friendships are like little flowers in the garden of life.

They are watered with the tears of heartache and joy, and warmed with the sunshine of love.

Some are delicate and must be handled with care. Some are short lived and fade quickly.

But others last a life time and each year as life’s pruning shears cut deeper, the friendship and the friend become more beautiful . The roots go deeper , the thorns are easier to over look and their beautiful fragrance. Like pleasant memories linger on.

Margie
July 1994