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Longtime Pacifica Bank Teller Edith Barnett Burgner Passes Away at 78

A Celebration of Life will be held from 1p.m. to 4p.m. on May 12 at Nick's.

 

Edith Nell Barnett Burgner
Resident of Pacifica
May 13th, 1934 – April 24th, 2012

Edith Nell Barnett Burgner passed away peacefully on the evening of April 24, 2012 at her home in Pacifica.

Born in Mississippi to Arnold Thomas Barnett and Ira Lena nee Johnson, Edith was  brought up in Tyronza, AR. A varsity basketball player at Tyronza High School, she graduated in 1953. In the late 1950s, she followed her older sister Katherine “Kat” Kain by moving to California, first spending a few years in the Eureka area and then moving to San Francisco. While working as a teller at Crocker Bank, she met her future husband, Julius Burgner. After they married in 1967, they lived in San Francisco for a few years, where she gave birth to their son Roger in 1969. In 1972, the family moved to Pacifica, where Edith worked as a bank teller at the Linda Mar branch of Bank of America. As a teller for over ten years, from 1981 to the early 90s, one of the highlights for Edith was connecting to many Pacificans over the course of a given day. Even years later, she enjoyed seeing her many former customers from the bank and catching up on their family news and events.

Edith is survived by her son Roger, his wife Elizabeth, their children Nathan and Evelyn, and siblings Jimmy Barnett, Kenneth Barnett, and Velma “Winky” Barnett. She will be buried with Julius (1900-1988) at Golden Gate National Cemetery in San Bruno. 

A Celebration of Life will be held from 1p.m. to 4p.m. on May 12 at , 100 Rockaway Beach, Pacifica.

--Submitted by Roger Burgner

David Martinez May 08, 2012 at 04:27 PM
Edith was one of my first customers. I worked for Julies and Edith when I first started my gardening business. A few years after Julies past Edith had me landscape her yards. She let me do whatever I wanted on conditions that her garden would attract the wild life for her to watch. The last few years she couldn't go outside, and could only enjoy her garden from her window. I looked forward to my visits with Edith. I always made sure I had time to visit and talk with her. I told her how much I loved working, or I should say playing in her garden. She would look at me and tell me it's my garden. I will miss you Edith. You were one special lady. Now you can play basketball and jump as high as you want, you are at your final resting place. RIP Edith.

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