Harold Gordon Otter
Died: October 5, 2010 | Place: Parkwood Hospital
Obituary
OTTER, Harold Gordon…..Peacefully at Parkwood Hospital, London on Tuesday, October 5, 2010, Harold Gordon Otter in his 86th year. Beloved husband of the late Marie “Molly” (Ash) Otter. Cherished father of Wayne Otter and his wife Gladyse Mba of Stratford and Cheryl Spencer and her long time companion Larry Miller of London. Proud grandfather of Laicka, Michael and Jeffery. Predeceased by his brothers William, Norman, Herman, Charles, Russell and Herbert and his sisters Mary, Mabel and Audrey. Survived by his many nieces and nephews. Special thanks to the nurses and all the staff at Parkwood Hospital on 4 Elgin/Bruce for their care and compassion these past several years. The funeral service will be held on Tuesday, October 12, 2010 at 11:00 am in the Veterans Western Counties Wing at Parkwood Hospital in the Chapel of the Good Shepherd, 801 Commissioners Road East, London with Reverend Darrell Shaule officiating. Parking will be located in Lot 3 of Parkwood Hospital. Interment in Woodland Cemetery, London. As an expression of sympathy, memorial donations may be made to the Salvation Army, 371 King Street, London, Ontario, N6B 1S4. Online condolences accepted at www.amgfh.com. Arrangements entrusted to the A. Millard George Funeral Home, London (519-433-5184).
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Uncle Harold was Dad’s closest brother (Russell Sr.). For years we would drive from Hamilton to visit on a fairly regular basis. The two of them loved to imbibe in Walker’s Specialty and would actually start singing, “Bringing in the Sheep”. Maybe the sheep could sing better, but they sure had fun. When Uncle Harold moved into Parkwood I became the niece who visited regularly. He asked me why and I told him, he was Dad’s favourite brother and he would be upset with me if I didn’t. Uncle mellowed over the years and would actually talk family geneology with me. He was a wealth of information being the last of 12 children. We have a rather good Otter geneology record thanks to Uncle Harold.
In closing, I would like to say that Uncle Harold and Dad had the most wonderful sense of humour. In researching the family tree I discovered it was prevalent with almost all the brothers. He displayed it to me right up to my last visit with him. It is so hard to saying goodbye to Uncle Harold – he was such a wonderful man and our family’s last tie to Dad. He will be truly missed.
I could sit here and type down all the memories of Uncle Harold and the fun and antics between My Mother (Audrey)and all of the other siblings(which there are many) but, I will try and keep it to the point when I say, I am truly sorry for Cheryl’s and Wayne’s loss and My Heart and Prayers go out to You and your Families.
It was always such a treat with Uncle Harold came to Hamilton to visit mom (Audrey)
He was so full of whit and ever so kind. My Sincere condolences fo Cheryl, Wayne and families on your loss.
My thoughts are with you.
Dear Cheryl & Wayne:
Our deepest sympathies in the loss of your father. It’s always hard to lose your parent; he is your last one, and he is the last of Dad’s siblings. It is a sad time for all of us. We share your grief and wish you well.
Love,
Carol Anne McCarthy & Chester Paddock
Dear Cheryl,
My deepest condolence on the passing of your Father. I know there are no words right now that will console you but I wanted to let you know that I am thinking of you at this sad time in your life.You are in my prayers and thoughts.
I was at the St. Joe’s Tribute Dinner last week and got a wonderful painted card done by Harold Otter. I loved the idea of having this personal connection to a vet at Parkwood. Then Friday, while reading the paper I read of his passing and immediately felt sorrow for a man I’d never met. His painting is even more precious now. He must have been a special man.