Harold D. Merritt

In Loving Memory of Harold D. Merritt July 12, 1940 – March 21, 2025 It is with heavy hearts that we announce the passing of Harold Merritt, a beloved father and friend, who earned his wings on Friday, March 21, 2025. Harold was a man of many passions. He was an avid baseball fan, with the Texas Rangers holding a special place in his heart, and if he wasn’t at the game, he had the game on the TV. A true lover of animals, he found comfort in their companionship, often sharing stories of the pets who brought him happiness over the years. Camping and grilling out with family were among his favorite pastimes, where he’d fire up the grill and create memories filled with laughter and good food. Harold had a deep appreciation for live music, spending countless evenings watching local country and western bands at Cowboys in Arlington and Red River in Dallas, tapping his foot to the twang of guitars and the rhythm of the dance floor. During his time in California, Harold proudly served as a firefighter in the Air Force, a chapter of his life that showcased his bravery and dedication to protecting others. This experience deepened his connection to the state, which he often spoke of revisiting. He shared a special bond with his daughter Tanya, with whom he traveled across the United States and the world whenever the opportunity arose. A road trip enthusiast, Harold was always ready to jump in the car for an adventure, often reminiscing about past journeys and dreaming of new ones. He spoke fondly of returning to California for one last visit—a trip that wasn’t meant to be—but he left a final wish for Tanya to sprinkle his ashes in the Pacific Ocean off the California coast, a place that held meaning in his heart. Harold is survived by his daughter Tanya, along with family and friends who will forever cherish his corny jokes, laughter, and love. He was preceded in death by those he longed to reunite with, and we find solace imagining him at peace in their company. A private memorial will be held to celebrate Harold’s life, with details shared among family and close friends. In lieu of flowers, the family encourages acts of kindness and enjoying laughing at fond memories in his honor—feeding a stray animal, cheering on the Texas Rangers, or enjoying a country tune—just as Harold would have done. Though he is no longer with us, Harold’s spirit lives on in the crack of a bat, the sizzle of a grill, the strum of a guitar, and on the open road. Rest in peace, dear father, until we meet again.