So sorry to hear about Harold.. I really love him an Pauline..always smiling.. always helping..  my Condolences from the Dobbs family..

Dominoes in the RV after a good day fishing.

Grandpa & Katie celebrating their birthdays.

Uncle Virgil, grandpa & Lucky Bob after a day fishing with Keirs.

Grandpa and Lucky Bob after a good day fishing with Keirs.

He loved Grandma and everyone knew it. She was his favorite gal, his “gabby,” his “Mert.” He was a constant cut up and tease, a charm people adored about him. He was a hard worker, working up to 3 jobs at once in his newly wed years to pay the bills for the young family he was starting. He had a thankful heart for all that God had provided him in life and he said so often. He was a loyal son, brother, husband, son-in-law, brother-in-law, father, father-in-law, employee, grandfather, great-grandfather and friend.  Most of all, Grandpa was a loyal follower of Christ, and it was his decision to follow Christ that shaped the entirety of who he was:  a God-fearing, family-loving, people serving, tender-hearted, generous, loyal, hardworking, fun, prayerful cowboy. The world is undoubtedly a much dimmer place today for those who knew and loved him, but oh, how much brighter is heaven.

During his working years, instead of whisking Grandma off on romantic getaways, Grandpa (and Grandma too) chose to load the grandkids into the back of the Suburban and head out on another road trip adventure.  He chose to spend his free time attending the plays, choir concerts, dance recitals, football games, graduation parties, birthday parties, retirement parties, weddings and births of each of his kids, grandkids and great grandkids.  If there was one thing Grandpa wasn’t going to miss out on, it was time with his family.  Grandpa was unwavering in this.  If you needed Grandpa’s help or wanted his presence somewhere-he was there.  He never refrained from sitting down with a cold can of RC Cola with peanuts in the bottom and having a long chat with any of kids or grandkids.  He loved hearing about their lives and the different seasons they were traveling through. He was patient, and genuinely interested in listening. And, if there was one piece of advice Grandpa repeated often, it was that “anything worth doing takes hard work.  If something was easy, everyone would be doing it.” 
To know Grandpa was to also know that he loved boats, planes, cars and guns-anything that was a machine.  He had a knack for problem-solving mechanical issues of any kind, and you could place a safe bet that if something was broken, Grandpa would fix it. He loved to garden and to share the fruits of that labor with family and neighbors. He loved fishing and eating fish.  He loved Morro Bay and could spend literal hours sitting on a bench there watching boats and people in the harbor. He loved hunting, waterskiing, horseback and motorcycle riding as well as music. He loved ice-cream, red licorice and most things that were strawberry flavored, and he would often use the grandkids to sneak cookies out of the kitchen for himself so Grandma wouldn’t see.

Grandpa, Katie, Meghan & Grandma at the Grand Canyon.

Grandpa & Grandma kayaking on a family trip in Morro Bay.

Grandpa & Grandma enjoying a summer swim in the Kozera pool.  Grandpa loved water fights.

Grandma, Keirsten, Grandpa & Katie at Morro Bay.

Grandma, Katie & Grandpa at Katie's school event.

Mollie Mooney (Grandpa's Mother) and Grandpa

Meghan, Grandpa & Katie celebrating their December birthdays.

Meghan, Katie, Sara and Grandpa at the Whale's Tale in Morro Bay, many, many years ago.

JR (Grandma's brother), Grandpa & JL (life-long family friend).

Grandpa sportin' his own unique style (Easton Ranch).

Grandma and Grandpa, 2010, at the Green Wedding

In life, the impressions people leave on us often come from the words they repeatedly speak to us, and though Grandpa had many phrases he repeated over the years, it was his consistent and lifelong actions that illustrated who he was.  
Grandpa valued God’s creation, and I say, “creation” because animals are included in this, not just humans.  Grandpa had a genuine love and respect for animals, which could be witnessed in the tender and meticulous care he always gave them and even in the words he spoke to them.  Having witnessed many conversations between Grandpa and his horse, it was evident Grandpa took to heart his stewardship over the animals God gave him.  He stated many times throughout the years that animals should be treated with compassion and high regard because they were God’s creation too.
 This compassion and love for God’s creatures was also modeled in the way he took care of others.  For over 15 years, and even while finally being a “senior citizen” himself, Grandpa drove the church bus around Fresno nearly every Sunday, picking up and dropping off elderly church members so that they could attend church. He escorted folks to and from their front doors, loaded and unloaded their walkers and wheelchairs, and knew everyone’s name, address and ailment. If that doesn’t exemplify a heart that loves God by loving others, I don’t know what does.  He lent a helping hand wherever help was needed, unafraid of dirt under his fingernails or sweat on his cowboy hat. If people needed prayer, Grandpa prayed, if people needed money, Grandpa gave, and when Grandpa gave you his word, he meant it. As a younger man, his heart for serving others led him to enlist in the Marine Corps and volunteer as a reserve with the Fresno Police Department.  He believed in standing up for what was right and what was good, and if someone needed protecting, Grandpa was never one to shy away.  He was a patriot and believed that America was one of the greatest blessings God gave mankind.

Grandpa's "Cowboy Cookie" won the night and showed us that Grandpa had artistic skills none of us knew about!

Katie & Grandpa have the same birth date. December 9th, 1930 & December 9th, 1984.

From the Kansas folks. Enjoyed many good times touring farms and watching California farm equipment. This man seemed to know everyone by name. He will be greatly missed.

Our deepest condolences on the loss of Hal. He will truly be missed by us and so many in our neighborhood. May he RIP.🙏🙏🙏

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Harold Harvey Mooney

December 9, 1930 – December 17, 2024

Boice Funeral Home

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