Ivar Herron
January 15, 1944 - March 02, 2005
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Ivar Herron
January 15, 1944 - March 02, 2005
Obituary
Ivar Herron, born January 15, 1944, beloved husband, father and grandfather, passed away on March 2, 2005.
He attended Phineas Banning High School in Wilmington where he was awarded a football scholarship to the University of Albuquerque at New Mexico.
Ivar was a metallurgist for most of his life and enjoyed football, deep-sea fishing, and loved animals. He had a deep love for his country and was loved by all who knew him.
A Memorial Mass will be held on Wednesday at 1:00 PM on March 23, 2005 at St. Edward Catholic Church, 33926 Calle de la Primavera, Dana Point.
10 responses to Ivar Herron
Paula Reis says:
March 18, 2005
Thank You Dad for all the good times. Flying kites at the beach, going to tastee-freeze for ice-cream, and all the slumber parties…I love you!!! Pookie
Colleen Cynthia Herron Padgett says:
March 20, 2005
My Loving Brother Ivar, You have no idea how much I have missed you over the years. I miss our talks, and you always running the men out of my life because they weren,t good enough for your little sister.
You were there when my life was falling apart to love me unconditionally , as you did anyone who came into your life. I miss our family being together, now you will go be with Mom,Dad,Terry, Betty and Alan and your beautiful bride. Please give everyone my love! I,m leaving my phone number here in case any family members want to reach me. 360 501-6649. Something that was not said enough in our family—– I LOVE YOU!!!!
Your Baby Sis, Colleen
Wingey
Paula Reis says:
March 20, 2005
Dad, I am thinking about you tonight, and miss you very much. Sean & the boys send their love. Thank you, Dad, for guiding me with such loving and gentle hands. Love, Pook
Renee Merritt says:
March 21, 2005
Uncle Ivar, You were always a big sweet old bear with a heart of gold. You had grandma’s heart! Give her my love. I hope many can learn from your life here on this earth.
Robert Jacobs says:
May 17, 2005
Ivar:
I lived next door to you in Dominguez. I played with your bother, Tim, and Sister, Betty.
You were one of the older boys on the block… you always stuck up for us younger kids.