Hi Dear Friends and Family of Harold,
This is not a very good photo of Harold or his fence however I did want to share it with you.
I had wanted and needed a fence in my backyard for years. My wolfdog Roo would get out of the house and go tearing around the neighborhood like a crazy person chasing deer, fighting with his arch enemy the dog down the street and causing us to have major anxiety.
Harold was a witness to some of this as he would come up to visit Leland, eat dinner with us sometimes, and sleepover and shower here whenever he wanted.
I had seen Harolds incredible work and was smitten... Sometime maybe in February Harold agreed to put a fence up for us!! We were delighted and excited. Harold designed it, and did most of the work himself including lugging maybe 100 60lb bags of cement up the steep hill behind the house.
It's a beautiful fence flowing with the shape of the land. He joked that it was like the ponderosa and and even hummed a few bars from Oaklahoma. I told him that it fullfilled my horsey girlhood dream of having a place with a corral.
This is not a very good photo of Harold or his fence however I did want to share it with you.
I had wanted and needed a fence in my backyard for years. My wolfdog Roo would get out of the house and go tearing around the neighborhood like a crazy person chasing deer, fighting with his arch enemy the dog down the street and causing us to have major anxiety.
Harold was a witness to some of this as he would come up to visit Leland, eat dinner with us sometimes, and sleepover and shower here whenever he wanted.
I had seen Harolds incredible work and was smitten... Sometime maybe in February Harold agreed to put a fence up for us!! We were delighted and excited. Harold designed it, and did most of the work himself including lugging maybe 100 60lb bags of cement up the steep hill behind the house.
It's a beautiful fence flowing with the shape of the land. He joked that it was like the ponderosa and and even hummed a few bars from Oaklahoma. I told him that it fullfilled my horsey girlhood dream of having a place with a corral.
It was so much fun to have him here and little did any of us know that this was his last big work of art. And that while he was doing this beautiful work he was suffering with the pain of Multiple Myeloma.
We were concerned that he seemed to be getting sick with colds and the flu that seemed to linger too long. At one point we took his blood pressure which was super high and urged him to go to the doctor.
Could not believe when he called us from Highland a few days after he was admitted that he had managed to get there on his own and hoped it wasn't serious but when he described his symptoms including the high calcium, high bloodpressure, and of course the renal failure we knew it was more than serious.
Right now I'm looking out at the beautiful fence he built and wish he could be here with us. I miss him terribly and keep wishing I could talk to him and see him again.
Sierra helped Harold cut the wire for the fence and I am so glad I have gotten to know her a little better.
I would love to hear Harold stories the good the bad and the beautiful.
LGS
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