Harold
Harold Erlandsen born and raised in Zahl, North Dakota on August 22, 1918. He died February 16, 2007 in Torrance, CA at 88 years old. Graduate of Zahl High School in 1937. Harold enlisted in the Navy 1942. He received several WWII combat medals. While in the Navy he met Lucy Vode in LA. The married in September 1948. At that time, they moved to Portland, Oregon and he enjoyed being a truck driver. In 1952, he moved Lucy and his two children, David and Mary, to Torrance, CA. They had five more children Michael, Catherine, Rita, Theresa and John. During those years Harold was active in the Navy Reserve, church functions, Boy Scouts, and his children's countless activities. He worked at Mattel Toy Co. and then for the City of Torrance as a mechanic from which he retired in 1980. During his retirement, he and Lucy traveled across the US visiting family, friends and places they dreamed of exploring. The also lived in Hawaii for a couple of years and even though Harold was retired, he took on another mechanic position there. When they came back to "the main land" they enjoyed their free time with their grandkids. He is survived by his wife Lucy Erlandsen, sister Signe Grev, sister-in-law Ruth Erlandsen, three sons, four daughters, thirteen grandchildren, and two great grandsons survive Harold. A gathering of family and friends will be held at Rice Mortuary on Thursday, February 22, 2007 from 4:00 P.M. until 8:00 P.M. with a Vigil service at 7:15 P.M. The funeral Mass will be held at St. Catherine Laboure church on Friday, February 23, 2007 at 10:00 A.M.

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  1. My prayers are with your family with the loss of this wonderful man. I know that he has a beautiful place in heaven with the angels and saints.

  2. My memories of uncle Harold will always be of a happy & full of life man that loved his family. I’ll remember the uncle Harold who wanted his kids to know their cousins in ND and visit us frequently. Its hard to lose your dad, but find comfort that he’s in a better place with his brothers and parents and at peace.

  3. Uncle Harold will always have a place in my heart as the “dad to everyone”. What love he had to share, not only with his children, but with me and my family. I always thought of him as being the glue that held his family together. Our trip to Bear Lake to meet our California cousins started Rita and I on a “pen-pal” journey that continues to this day. Love and prayers go to my Aunt Lucy and “California Cousins” as we say “Rest in Peace, Uncle Harold”. We will meet again in Heaven.

  4. I want to thank all of you who came to the services. I know for some of you it was a great hardship for which I do not take lightly. Thank you for your sacrifice in joining us in our final good byes. Some of you have known Harold from long ago and some of you not at all but all of us have been touched by his kind and loving spirit. My father loved to tease people and no one knew that better than his sister Sig rotten eggs and all. Harold loved to feed people whether it was at a church function or at home you would always find him with a pot of coffee & flipping pancakes. Believe me when I say all the grandkids got their fare share. I know the guys from the city yard can vouch for me when I say you would always find him working. He would always be thinking about how to improve on something or how to just make it work. He would not give up I think that is how he got is nick name “MAD DOG” at the same time he was know as mad dog he gave mom the nick name wild one, and I’m not going down that road of explanation. After he died I remembered when I was about 17 and got in a car crash. I called him to come and help me. He was there in minutes and I was crying and he looked me straight in the eyes, I remember those beautiful blue caring loving eyes and said are you hurt? I said no. He said then why are you crying it’s only tin and it can be fixed. He put his compassionate arms around me. I know no matter how we disappointed him he was still proud of us. He was proud of his wife, all of his kids, his grandchild, step grand-grandkids Steve and Joe, sons-n-daughters-in-laws, his sister, all his in- laws, nieces, nephews, neighbors, and friends. He truly honored us all by this pride he took in us as individuals. My father loved everyone; he would give of himself to anyone at anytime of anything. Harold died as one should rich in spirit. His attitudes and virtues are what made him rich. God has truly blessed me and all of you by allowing him and his spirit into our lives

  5. I am sorry to read of your loss. Please accept these comforting words from the Holy Scriptures: “At John 5:28, 29, Jesus said: ‘Do not marvel at this, because the hour is coming in which all those in the memorial tombs will hear his voice and come out.’ This means that all the dead in Sheol, our loved ones included, will come back to life. (Acts 24:15) Where will this resurrection occur? Psalm 37:29 states: ‘The righteous themselves will possess the earth and they will reside forever upon it.’ Think of what that means! Families and friends torn apart by death will again meet here on earth. As you think of enjoying good times with those whose companionship you once treasured, it is reasonable for your heart to swell with happiness.”

  6. Many thanks to all who contibute to my fathers guestbook with your fond memories amd precious stories. I am Harold’s 5th child. My siblings and I are all truly grateful to have had a father as caring and kind on this earth for so long. His favorite game to play with his grandkids and his adult kids and spouses was CRIBBAGE!! He was always ready to play a game or three….Great Fun… He will be missed not just for the games but for the following… My father’s gift to the world and the people in his life was the ability to bring out the good feel inside your soul and make you feel that you are the most special and beautiful person in the world. With his easy and calm attitude he could keep a person laughing and having fun. He possessed an easy going, light-likable humor and served with a Huge slice of sincere passion for Life…He could fix anything from a broken down car to a broken down heart.. Harold listened before speaking with compassion and never passed judgment or critism. Dedicated to his faith in Christ he walked the path that God chose for him with no complaints. Helping people in need was his saintly task he played . I say saintly because he helped those worse off then him with no expectations for a returned favor EVER!!! In short my dad is my Hero and Mentor…He showed courage, acted wisely and I trusted any decision he made. I always felt safe, which created Confidence to face the world and go forward each day with the “I Can Do It”…attitude. Rest well Dad My Hero-My Mentor- and Now My Angel… Love you forever, your daughter Rita , husband Adam and grandkids, Theresa and Ryan Denniston ,

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