Harold Clark

On November 30th, 2020 Harold Vinten Clark passed peacefully into the arms of his loving Savior and Lord with his wife by his side. Harold was born October 18th, 1934 in Ravenswood, Ontario. He was a kind and thoughtful man who loved to help others and could often be seen flagging down the garbage truck with some fresh baking and cold water for the workers to thank them for the service. He respected people and loved to tell tales of his many life experiences. He is predeceased by his parents Stanley and Pearl Clark, his first wives Muriel (Pat) and Violet, brothers Freddie and John, and his sisters and their spouses Isabelle (John), Inez (Aubrey) and Irene (Walter). Harold will be deeply missed by his loving wife Juanita, Daughter Cheryl (Ken) Johnson, Son James Clark, Stepdaughter Sheryl (Bob) Guest, Grandchildren Amy (Stefan) Gyger, Lee Johnson, Great Granddaughter Kylie May Johnson and Sister-in-law Muriel. The family would like to thank the Victorian Order of Nurses, Meadowview Adult Enrichment Centre and Fiddicks Long-term Care Home for their exemplary compassion and care of Harold in the last few years. You created wonderful experiences for him. Visitation will occur at People’s Church in Wyoming on Saturday, December 5th at 1:00pm followed by a Memorial service at 2:00. Donations to the Victorian Order of Nurses greatly appreciated.

4 Comments on “Harold Clark”

  1. So very sorry for your loss. Harold was a sweet and hardworking man and it was a pleasure to know him.

  2. Instantly likeable with a kind soul and soft manner. It was a pleasure to have known you. Your blue eyes remind me of Mom, your demeanor reminds me to keep laughing. So fortunate was my Aunt Juanita to have found love and happiness in the time spent together. You will be missed. Deepest sympathy extended to Aunt Juanita, Sheryl, and the family on behalf of Mom(Marlene Smyth) and I. Sincerely Diane L. Smyth.

  3. Harold was such a kind man. If ever there was a hard worker- it was Harold and his work ethic carried through life with him. His presence is so felt at their little cottage with his handiwork everywhere. He was skilled at everything he laid his hand to from woodworking to baking. With striking blue eyes and a strong hug and handshake- thats how we will remember him!

  4. Mary and I missed out on most of Harold’s life. We met him just three times. Once when he visited Mary’s Mom, Helen Smith in South Weymouth, Massachusetts, a second time when we visited Juanita and Harold in Ontario and the last time when we trailered up to New Brunswick and camped in their summer yard on Salmon Beach for a week. Harold was always a great host, a guy who knew so much about so many things and loved to share his knowledge. We are reminded of his friendliness often because he presented us with two of his wooden silhouettes, one each of a cat and squirrel which we mounted on a tree in our backyard. I repaint them black each year and each day his cat struggles to catch that squirrel running up their branch. They constantly remind us of Harold and his gracious friendliness. We’ve both known some fine people in our lives and Harold will always be high on that list. Rest in Peace Harold . . .

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