Birth date: Mar 29, 1923 Death date: Feb 28, 2016
Harold Pardy, age 92 of Hazel Park, Michigan passed away on February 28, 2016 at William Beaumont Hospital, Royal Oak, Michigan. He was born on March 29, 1923 in North Sydney, Nova Scotia, Canada. Beloved Husband of Dorothy Pardy Read Obituary
Uncle Howe was a great Uncle to me in both ways. He always made me feel beautiful and loved.. I remember staying with aunt Dorothy and him weekends and when school was out. We would hang out, talk, play go fish together. I always wanted to hear about his travels in the war. Burma stories were like great novels being opened. Until now I never realized just what he had acomplished over there. I would always bug him to let me wear his pink ring. Going into the bedroom and him reaching for the treasure chest and behold the pink beauty! It never stopped me from feeling like a princess when he let me wear it. I remember him and great memories at Higgins lake also. In grade school I had to learn all my presidents for a history test. He spent all weekend teaching me. He was proud i aced the test, and so was I. We held hands alot, he had soft, gentle, loving hands. I would sit in his lap as a little girl, he always made me feel safe. When I walked in the room he would say In his happy voice "Hi Lor"and never failed to remind me he loved me when I left. I will miss you uncle but I am happy your mind is at peace. My love always Lor, until we meet again.
Uncle Howie and Grandpa would take me fishing out on Higgins Lake when I was a little girl. Grandpa would make me a "newspaper" hat. Uncle Howe would bait my hook with a worm, crabbing the whole time that if I wanted to go fishing, I shouldn't be too squeamish to bait my own hook. He would also take any fish I was lucky enough to catch off the hook, crabbing the whole time that I should be the one doing that, too. He would also tell me to "be quiet", that I was "going to sink the boat", etc., but he always let me go, and I think he secretly liked me going. He would say I was the only kid willing to wake up that early to go. Uncle Howe was always up for a good game of Crazy 8s or Liars Dice. Good memories. Love you, Uncle Harold.
