Gorden
Kulseth, Gorden Allen a 44 year resident of Hawthorne, passed away on Monday, February 11, 2002 in Torrance. Born in Northwood, ND, Gorden was 71. Gorden had served in the Air Force during Korea. Mr. Kulseth was a longtime supporter of the Hawthorne Fire Department and loved animals. He is survived by his son David Kulseth of Manila; daughter Carol Dill of Lawndale; son Gerald Kulseth of Phoenix, AZ; daughter Lori J Worth of Lakewood; son Steven Kulseth of Torrance; along with the children's mother Joann Douglas of Jamestown, ND; grandchildren Brent, Matthew, Christopher, Scott, Kelsey, Brian, Karin, Andrew, Katie and Jared; and brother Clayton Kulseth and Sisters, Solveig (Sally) Dabbs and Corinne Hill. Visitation will be held Friday, February 15, from 5:00 P.M. to 8:00 P.M. at White and Day Colonial Funeral Chapel in Redondo Beach. Funeral Services will be held Saturday, February 16 at 3:00 P.M. in the Mortuary Chapel.

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  1. I miss my little brother. Even tho we didn\’t get to see much of each other, I still miss him. I\’m so glad I was able to spend some time with him last year but I still miss him. To David, Carol, Lori, Gerry, and Steven….Our prayers are with you this day and will be thinking of you this day. May God bless you and keep you.

  2. On behalf of Gorden\’s niece and nephews, I can say we will all miss him. We always had a good time getting together with him on his visits to Minnesota. I remember on one of his visits we went to a baseball game, and Gorden cheered with us for the Twins even though they were playing a team from California.

    He never failed to share with us his enthusiasm for aviation. He\’d tell us everything about planes as we passed them by. Gorden was a dedicated employee of the airline and he frowned upon others who were only there for the free flights.

    He was kind to me when I came out to L.A. on visits. I think I might have been his last out-of-town visitor before he sold his house. He gave me a genealogy resource book he had bought, and it helped me when I went on to trace the Kulseths back to 16th century Norway.

    I\’m sorry none of his Minnesota relatives are able to be present for his final farewell.

  3. We got to meet Sir Gorden when he was in Manila in 1997. We remember him fondly, sitting in his wheelchair, watching us work, smoking like there was no tomorrow. He was a quiet man and loved to watch all of us going about our routine, cutting aluminum, installing gypsum boards, loading the trucks with our tools for the project site. He would wave and smile as we left. Ms. Melanie or Sir David would wheel him into the office once he was done smoking and he would just sit quietly watching the office staff. He would smile and do a thumbs up whenever the installers would tease him about the beautiful ladies of Manila. Too bad he couldn\’t stay longer to see how Sir David\’s business progressed to what it is now. He would have been proud of his son whom we know took his qualities of being a hard-working, honest and well-loved person. We bow our heads in prayer for the eternal repose of his soul and offer our deepest sympathies to the Kulseth Family. We also pray for the safe return of our beloved boss, Sir David. Jeff, Jenny, Lyn, Eva, Isabel, Rico, Leo, Samuel, Criz, Dips, Salvi, Jay, Marlon, Ana, Romy, Michael, Edwin, Benito, Alex and WINM installers!

  4. I know Gordon is in a better place now. But my sympathies go out to all the family members for their loss.

  5. You are in our thoughts as you go thro this process of memories,good and bad times, and just day to day tasks. All our love, Jim and Syl P>S> Can you tell Tony had a hand here? Good for him!

  6. To all family members, I would like to extend my sincere condolences in the passing of Gordon, may he rest in peace. I came to know Gordon during the time he was staying with Carol. I will remember him as a big fan of Carol\’s cooking. That man could eat! He would put away a fully loaded plate of food along with soup and or salad and bread, and when the plate was clean (and he always cleaned his plate) he would look at Carol as if to say “whats for lunch”. Too funny! So a little dessert and then the walk out to the patio where he would sit for a while and have his smokes and watch Rosie and Mr. Bear play. Then in for a nap, and when he woke up…yes, he was ready for more food! He did love to eat. My bet is, he now has the best seat in the lords house to watch his airplanes. Michael

  7. What I know about Gordon was how he was the last eight years of after he had suffered his first stroke. He walked with a cane and later on was confined to his wheelchair. He was a very quiet man and spent the last years in constant observation of the world, keenly checking each face, each movement. Almost as if he lived to observe and participate in the fun just by watching all of us. He would only complain or make a face when he was moved because a shift in position almost always meant pain for him. The endearing moments I recall are those when I would stand at the foot of his bed, wave to him and with some effort, he would raise his right hand and wave his forefinger back with a hint of a smile or recognition. Or I would sit by his bedside, try to hold his hand and he would grab two of my fingers as that is all he could manage to hold and give me his hello look. So this was a sweet man after all. His stay with us in the Philippines was quite memorable—- even if he was insistent that were in Japan. In his best moments he displayed a quick wit and a wry brand of humor that would catch me by surprise and make me laugh. Dad taught me to be more patient and understanding because I had to for his sake. Anyone in his condition would be out of humor 24 hours of the day. David and I were lucky to share funny moments with Gordon. Dad, I am halfway around the globe and can’t be with you in your final journey but rest easy, you\’re in a better place that does not recognize pain nor suffering and you can watch over your family more closely all at one time. Which was your favorite past time anyway. Have a great flight! My deepest condolences to the Kulseth Klan.

  8. These are memories from a sister who will miss her older brother. My memories are of a boy who would eat everything on his plate and then look in the refrigerator to see what else there was to eat. I treasured the times when he would share his pint of ice cream with me and his sweet after school. One Christmas season, I came across him in the Woolworth toy department, and he was buying a white fur kitten toy for me. He never knew that I saw him buying it. He must have been about 15 and I was 9. I would help him light firecrackers with his slingshot from the back porch of our house at 821 Cherry Street in Grand Forks. Those are dear memories that have been coming to mind this week. They are memories I will always cherish. My deepest thanks go to his children who made sure his mother\’s Bible, which was a family treasure, was with him when he died, and they read it to him during his last days. It gives me great satisfaction as his sister to know that Gorden was and still is under the protection of his mother\’s prayer umbrella. His wonderful children deserve thanks for taking such good care of him during his last years.

  9. I was Gorden\’s brother-in-law who mostly thinks about food. I remember our first visit to L.A. as a married couple. This was when Chrys & Frank were still alive and Solveig & George still lived in L.A. We had Tony with us who was only a year and a half who had never been on a plane before. We went to dinner at Ports O\’Call at the Los Angeles harbor. We had a wonderful evening looking out over the ocean and having a fabulous meal with Gorden & Joann and George & Solveig. We always enjoyed when Gorden and his kids would come to visit us in Minnesota. We will miss Gorden a lot.

  10. to david kulseth & family: we share in your grief on losing your loved one, but hope you will find joy in knowing that your dad shall finally find peace in joining His Creator.

  11. Very sad to learn of Gordie\’s passing. Hadn\’t seen him in many many years, but thought about him often. We were about the same age and went to school together. There were lots of good time with Gordie and Jimmy. I think about Gord every time I pass his house on Cherry St. and I pass it all the time.

  12. Gorden was a man who loved his family dearly. He had a unique way of showing his love. He was not one to verbally or physically show it, rather he showed it with deeds…and a look. When all the kids and quite often neighbor kids (that were like family to him) were over to his house, he was in all his glory. He would generously open his freezer and feed all without a thought for the expense. While David would be out at the grill and Jerry and Steven out in the garage, talking tools or toys, and Lori and Carol mixing the salads, Gorden would be standing in his kitchen or out on the patio throwing an old ball for his faithful dog rusty, all the while displaying…”that look”…of pure satisfaction. A subtle smile that let you know how he felt about you and at the same time showed his delight for the moment. He loved to eat, he could sure put it away, but never showed an extra pound for it. He loved to take trips to Kings Harbor so he could crack open crabs, take in the atmosphere and the company of his children and grandchildren. His passion was to the skies. It was common to hear his air transportation radio keeping him in tune with radio chatter between the planes and the air traffic controllers. He owned a home close to their path, so he was able to view the huge planes taking off and landing right from his front porch, or the occasional WWII fighters putting on a show for Hawthorne airport. But he was not just a layman that liked airplanes. He was the lead mechanic for Hughes Northwest Airlines known to the men as “Red”. He was in charge of men and machinery. If Gorden didn\’t feel a plane was fit to fly, then it was grounded. If he wanted to take a ride in a plane, he was authorized to sit up in the cockpit with the pilots. I remember more than one occasion listening to him and David, Steven and Jerry discussing different kinds of planes. Sharing his passion with his sons. Gorden always had his home open to who ever needed it. He welcomed his kids to move back in with him at a moments notice for whatever reason because they were his family. His family could always count on him to back them up. This is how I remember Gorden.

  13. Today is the service for my brother, Gordie. I will miss you, Gordie. I remember the good times we had when Geo. and I lived in Calif. I also want to thank my nephews and nieces for their love and care for my brother, their dad. Love you, Aunt Sally and Uncle George.

  14. Dear John&Lori Worth, We are so sorry for your Loss and if you need anything let us know.We Love You Guys Love & Prayers, Tom and Carol

  15. To David & Melanie, and the Kulseth Family: Our sincere condolence and prayers. Loved ones never pass away, but live on forever in our hearts and minds…

  16. My thoughts and prayers are with all of you. May the beautiful memories you have of your dad and grandfather help you at this time.

  17. Popsey. . . that\’s what I called Gordon. He was like a father to me. He always gave me good advice and I never doubted how much he cared. I remember the BBQs and parties at his house and how much fun we all had. He was a funny, loving, caring and wise man and I will always remember Popsey.

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