Harold John Hildebrandt, 93, passed away on March 15, 2018 in Dunedin, Florida. He was a veteran of World War II and served in the Army from 1943 to 1946. He was a police officer in Arlington Heights, Illinois. He retired as a lieutenant in 1975 to Dunedin, Florida.
He was preceded in death by his wife, Charlotte, and son-in-law, Fred Kunz. He is survived by his children: Carol Kunz, John (Carol) Hildebrandt, and Eileen (Jim) Calvin; grandchildren Sue Miner, Chris (Bill) Edwards, Karla Albrecht, Sherri (Bruce) Anderson, Maryann (Adam) McLarty, Tom Calvin, Jennifer (James) Arntz, and Debbie (Tim) Nester. He is also survived by 18 great-grandchildren and 4 great-great-grandchildren and many nieces and nephews.
There will be a full military service at Bay Pines National Cemetery, St. Petersburg, Florida, on April 20, 2018.
God loves you and so do I.
Just wishing you a great Easter He is risen Peace of the Lord with you all Love John
Dearest Gramps and Grams,
You don’t need anything for your birthday, but I wanted to be able to give you something that means the world to me, memories with you. You have always been an incredible force in my life and I wanted you to know just how much you mean to me. I love you more than words can say and hugs can show. Thank you for everything that you have ever done for me. I hope that you have/had the best birthday yet!
Love Maryann
Memories of my Grandparents:
Gram’s little yellow/brownish car – zipping around town
Calling us to do cannonballs to get water out of the pool
Peanut butter and jelly sandwiches that always had a ton of butter on it
Trying to cut the Velveeta with the cheese slicer, to make the thickest grilled cheese sandwiches
Sleeping on the back porch waking up to the sprinklers, ring necked doves, and Gram and Gramps reading the newspaper on opposite sides of the green round table
The “toy chest” that was round and had a padded top, it had my favorite book at the time, “The Little Majorette” – I used to go and practice baton twirling after reading that book
Christmas Eve at the house, opening 1 present and having dinner with Grams and Gramps
Going for visits and they would always bring us to their friends houses – Dan the Magic Man and Charlotte
Spending the night with Jennifer in the spare room on the hardest bed ever – they would eventually give Adam and I that bed
Never being able to sit in “their” chairs, always had to sit on the footstool, floor, or at the table
The way that their eyes lit up when they saw their great-grandchildren
Gramps always had time and energy to play with the babies
When Gramps would make his drink, he would always make a Shirley temple for the kids
They way Gramps mixed his drink, with his finger, and then flick the liquid off his finger at me
Cleaning out their liquor cabinet and passing what he didn’t want to me
Grams having the biggest basket of Easter Candy every year
Grams teaching me how to sew with her
Taking Gramps to the doctor – I knew where I was going, but he was never quite sure
Going on our “date” to the Veteran’s museum, I LOVED listening to your stories. Being able to learn more about you was incredible.
Picking Gramps up at the airport after his trip to Washington D.C. Your face was filled with a humungous smile; I loved seeing you so happy.
Going to the condo to visit with Aunt Shirley and Uncle Harvey, I think you had few too many toddies, but it was fun to watch you play cards with your brother and sister.
Walking through the condo, taking pictures so that I remembered everything
Your infectious laugh
The way that you say “Oh Jesus,” and “Phoeey!”
The way you loved each other until the very end.
I know that this is supposed to be for Gramps, but in my mind they are always together; In life, and now in death.
May the memories that you have with them be a comfort to you.
I was very sorry to hear the sad news from Florida about Hoddy, not only a fellow officer at AHPD but a golfing partner and 19th hole companion as well, whether at Rob Roy or Hawthorne Street. Since his retirement we had the chance to visit a few times via phone calls and his laugh was always present as he talked about how great retirement life was treating him. In the months and years to come, just remember all the great times shared as family as I will always remember a great friend.
So very sorry to hear of Hoddy’s passing. My father and he worked together for 20 years at AHPD and lasso retired as a Lt to Florida. Hoddy’s was always good for a laugh and full of pranks. I enjoyed taking my mom Colleen and dad Joe over to visit Charlotte and Hoddy the first Easter they spent in retirement down here. May God bless his soul grant him and his entire family everlasting peace..