Harold E. Coleman
Harold E. Coleman, age 84, of the Sunset Apartments, died on Thursday, April 5, 2018 in the Sunset Home. He was born on March 3, 1934 in Philadelphia, MO the son of John and Viola (Simmons) Coleman. He married Rose Mary Griffin on June 16, 1956 in Quincy. She preceded him in death on December 6, 2001.
Mr. Coleman was a machinist at Quincy Compressor. He also worked as a night janitor for the former QP&S Clinic. Harold was a member of the Church of St. Peter.
Harold enjoyed fishing and camping. He was a woodworker and made grandfather clocks. He also liked gardening and his flowers. His greatly loved spending time with family, friends, and loved playing his harmonica.
He is survived by:
SIX CHILDREN: Martha Rainbolt and her husband Eric of Waynesville, MO; Rose Marie Blakeley of Bossier City, LA; Carol Favre of Payson; Francis Paul Coleman and his wife Angela of Quincy; Brenda Rickard and her husband Scott of Quincy and Susan Hummel and her husband Mike of Liberty.
Numerous grandchildren, great-grandchildren and other relatives including
TWO SISTERS: Lucy Emerick and Madline Smith also survive.
In addition to his wife, Harold was also preceded in death by his parents, 1 son John David Coleman, 2 grandchildren and 2 brothers; Donald Coleman and Robert Coleman.
Funeral services will be held on Tuesday, April 10, 2018 at 9:00 a.m. in the Duker & Haugh Funeral Home and at 9:30 a.m. in the Church of St. Peter. Interment in Calvary Cemetery. Visitation will be held on Monday evening from 4:00 until 7:00 p.m. in the Duker & Haugh Funeral Home. Memorials may be made to the Church of St. Peter.
Dear Coleman family, I last saw Harold at St. Rose church, he was at mass and then stayed for the rosary and rec’d the brown scapular. I chatted with him for a while after and remembered when they lived at 1329 N. 6th, many years ago, He was a prayerful man and quite and nice man.
Grandpa had a, how I’d describe, “hardy sloppy” laugh. When you heard it (even the next room over) that always cheered you up and made you smile.
I heard about the news after my church service. Perhaps not by coincidence, Grandpa died during my brief sermon on the benefits we enjoy from Jesus’ ransom sacrifice. Jesus died not just for the benefit of the living but also for those already in the graves. I will share more privately with family.
Grandpa will be missed. (Job 14:13)