Harold Lee Combs, was born in Aurora, Missouri on September 6th. Age was irrelevant which is why his answer to how old he was, was always 39. Harold and Donna have been married for 54 years or 19,870 days. He is both preceded and survived in death by family and friends. He was proud of his whole family and celebrated his friends.
Harold remained a devoted Aurora Houn Dawg until his last hours as he would bark and growl to break the ice, get a laugh and show affection. He loved to laugh and make people laugh. Being a bit of a chummy fellow; he would talk to friends, family and strangers alike prying into their personal lives. Never nosey but always curious. Harold always had something to say and a memory that was like a vault. Over the last year or a little longer, those memories were slightly altered but what was charming was the memories became happier. Regardless of his health struggles, he continued to have a positive outlook and choose to live. He loved music, particularly Elvis, Western, or historical as he called them, movies and never missed a St Louis Cardinals game. In years past, he enjoyed participating in sports from bowling to baseball to backyard races.
Harold took pride in his service to the United States as a Personnelman First Class in the United States Navy. His heroic truths of a ship that rolled 42° degrees without capsizing or colliding with another ship taking on 17’ of water and running to his lifeboat first instead of his station and even how he was a tall man in Japan were all a part of his life story. Harold was a proud shellback and loved to tell that not only did he cross the equator, but he also sailed around the world and then later during his career flew around the world. Once Harold left the US Navy he worked as a Controller primarily at two different manufacturers. It’s a fitting career path for a man that loved numbers and the tips he would teach for how to always come to the correct answer, without a calculator. Harold’s loyalty to doing the right thing was proven in many ways.
While his life experiences were incredibly important to making him who he was, his foundation was Faith. Harold was a faithful servant and diligent believer in God. He accepted Christ as his personal savior as a young child. He would often write sermons as a child and young adult, although he never preached. He would take the opportunity to preach the importance of being a believer to anyone. In a world of haze, Harold saw clear lines of right and wrong. While he didn’t judge, he also didn’t condone, and he didn’t make it okay when a choice was made that was not Godly. If you are wondering whether you should believe in and follow God, Harold would simply say “Yes. Yes, you should”. This faithfulness is what allowed Harold to surpass the odds of many health challenges for so many years with minimal treatment. His faithfulness was rewarded with a peaceful entry into Heaven where his mind is whole, and his body is healed. He has most likely already won a foot race or two. Harold will not be forgotten.
Memorial contributions may be given to St Jude Children's Hospital or locally at Victory Mission.