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Harry Stadnyk

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HAROLD ANDREW STADNYK

March 11, 1945 – February 10, 2024

Harold (Harry) Stadnyk, Passed away peacefully at Joceyln House Hospice on February 10, 2024 after a lengthy battle with cancer. 


Survived by his wife, Marlene (Zychowka) and his sons, Jeffrey (Susan), Eric (Joanna), Alan, grandsons Connor, Reece and step granddaughter Hayley.  Predeceased by parents Michael and Anne and Stadnyk, brother Tony (Pat) and sisters Jennie, Alice (Ray) and Victoria (Patrick).  Harold leaves behind many friends and family.


A celebration of life will be held at 2:00 P.M. on Wednesday, February 28 at 603 Wellington Crescent. (Unitarian Church).  


Born in Vita and raised in Sundown Manitoba, Harold quickly grew to appreciate farming and machinery. He completed his machinist apprenticeship and was employed by CN Railways where he worked as a journeyman machinist for a career spanning over 35 years. 


While an apprentice, he met and married Marlene and moved to Winnipeg giving birth to their three sons.  They purchased and settled on a farm east of Winnipeg near Hazelridge.  Harold and his family farmed livestock and crops throughout his lifetime while working at CNR and well into his retirement.   


Harold’s interest in automotive and machinery repair became his lifetime passion.  He was a master craftsman and could build, repair or rebuild almost anything.  He was a dedicated bargain hunter; he seldom missed an auction sale and scanned print and online ads daily for deals.  Rarely would you pass his farm without seeing machinery in various states of repair.  Harold was known for his dry wit and charming humour, he enjoyed westerns, outlaw country music and the company of his loving wife, Marlene.  Harold was well-respected and made many friends in the farm community in southern Manitoba.


Harold was very proud of his family and treasured birthday, holiday visits and phone calls to “just check in”.  The Original Pancake House on Pembina highway was a favorite family meeting place for casual breakfasts to catch up with everyone and we all enjoyed those moments together.


Our family would like to thank all the staff at CancerCare, Palliative Care (especially Richard K who attended dad weekly), Riverview Health Centre and Jocelyn House Hospice.


In lieu of flowers, donations may be made to Jocelyn House Hospice or CancerCare Manitoba Foundation.

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Grant

May 9, 2024 at 7:07 PM

Uncle Harold invited me to accompany his son Alan to a rock concert.  Alan and I ended up collecting many Spring rocks out of Harold’s farm fields.

Anonymous

May 9, 2024 at 4:19 PM

From another CN machinist to Harold's family - He was a really nice guy and co-worker.  It was a real pleasure to know him.  Sincere sympathy to his family.

Darlene.

May 9, 2024 at 4:18 PM

I fondly remember Harold & Marlene while visiting Alice & Ray at their home in Pinawa. What wonderful memories of all of them!

Anonymous

May 9, 2024 at 4:17 PM

I met Harold while working at CN  40 years ago. We had similar interests and became good friends. Always enjoyed his company and advice while visiting on the farm. I remember many days sitting outside, or down by the wood stove in the winter.  He was a good man and dear friend. I will miss him greatly.

Bidulka family

May 9, 2024 at 4:15 PM

I'll never forget visits on the farm, especially when you raised rabbits. I was never one to shy away from Jeffery telling me to touch the electric fence. 


  Give Uncle Morris and Aunty Rose a hug when you meet up again uncle Harold.

alan.s

May 9, 2024 at 4:15 PM

It wasn't until the week he passed that Dad and I had a couple solid heart to heart conversations about life, regrets, our challenges together and memories. 


The powder blue Dodge pickup where he taught he how to tie my shoes off the tailgate. Teaching me how to ride that rickety old wine colored  bicycle up and down the roads on the farm.


Mind you I'll never understand his value in riding a flat f"ing stone boat up and down the dry dusty fields for hours with bars and bare hands to displace tons of boulders into man made dikes and ditches thoughout the farm.


We used to wait for him crossing the tracks behind CN Plessis by the malting plant to come home and work on the farm until dusk. Stubborn to a fault, he still made time to help out the other farmers in the area with his farming ideas and mechanical skills.


I won't lie. All I wanted was him to be proud of me. When he challenged me on my endeavors or success, it beat me down and it drove me to do better even if he didn't understand my work.


Although he didn't always agree with the safety I chose to work security at concerts and hockey games recently, I think he reveled in the stories I brougbt to him these last few months to entertain him about my understanding of human behaviour.


Dad was a rusty nail, a stubborn old codger, a crankshaft. He was so stubborn he wouldn't even let a terminal disease stop him from taking care of mom as long as he possibly could. He outlived almost every expectation and held back any of his sufferings just so mom could be comfortable..


Thanks Dad,


Your #3 son, Al

From the family of Stanley Stryletski

May 9, 2024 at 3:46 PM

A tall bearded Visitor of my childhood…


When I was a kid every once in awhile we would get this tall, bearded, soft spoken guy that would stop by for a visit and shoot the bull with us and make my dad laugh!!


He was an original Sundowner part This tall bearded fellow was known as Harold.  


He would come by tell stories, joke around and made sure everyone was doing ok.  Nothing less, Nothing more.  


As time passed on, less visits, that happens in life.  And later on As Harold couldn’t drive anymore, 


My Dad reciprocated the visits with his friend Terri(Harold’s cousin).  Bringing him fresh fish and enjoying each others company.   


Nothing less, Nothing More  


Your friendship will be missed 


May he rest in peace

Greg Lebitt

May 9, 2024 at 3:22 PM

Harold was a good friend to everyone out here in the country. Even when he was ill he still enjoyed coming out to visit with all his neighbors.

He will be greatly missed.

See you on the other side.

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