Stanley Glenn Halferty
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Stanley Glenn Halferty
  • July 30, 1936 - September 9, 2017
  • North Richland H, Texas

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Stanley Glenn Halferty, 81, of North Richland Hills, Texas was called home, suddenly, while watering the lawn outside of his NRH home on the calm and pleasant evening of Saturday, September 9, 2017. Irene Halferty, his best friend and wife of 56 years, was by his side as he took his last breath.

Stan was born on July 30, 1936, the son of Glenn and Dorothy Halferty. He was raised in the South-Central town of Chariton Iowa. There he lived in a modest home with is 5 brothers and sisters, enjoying the simple pleasures of growing up in rural mid-America during the depression years. Although the family had no monetary wealth, they had the riches of resourcefulness, and each other. Stan was no stranger to hard work starting at a young age, but described his growing up years in a romantically, Norman Rockwell fashion. His mom could make the best pies and was able to cook up mouth-watering meals with whatever she had available….vegetables from their own garden, fruit from the trees and bushes that grew on their property, and whatever meat Glenn or the boys brought home to her; whether a piece of meat from the butcher or a rabbit or squirrel the boys presented to her.

Despite the limitations of few resources and shortages the country suffered during the war years, they managed to get by and still enjoy the tight-knit social life of a small rural community. Stan was involved in Church & Boy Scouts, then in High School he lettered three years on the football team during the Coach Reynolds era.

Soon after graduating High School, Stan enrolled in school at the Iowa State Teachers College in Cedar Falls, Iowa. He loved to learn! The part-time jobs he was able to pick up were not enough to sustain a college education, though. . Stan enlisted into the United States Navy and served his country proudly on the USS Tallahachie County. After he left the Navy, Stan and a friend tried their hand at farming for a while. Farming was hard work with few rewards….it was not his calling.

By this time, Stan had worked at many jobs, doing all sorts of things…he helped his dad with carpentry and building from the time he was a young man, worked in a machine shop, welding, and in a John Deer factory as well. Eventually he went to work for Montgomery Ward in the tire department and promoted quickly …he found his niche in retail. It was during this time that Stan spied the love of his life…as he put it… he “found his million dollar baby in a five and ten cent store”. For those of you who are too young to remember, that was a popular song in the 30’s and 40’s. Irene was working at Woolworths and waitressing on the side, when he fell in love with the ”cutest little red-head with pretty legs”.

Stan and Irene were married within a years’ time and soon started a family. Raising three children together, the couple moved with every promotion Stan received. After 21 years at Montgomery Wards, the business was changing. Stan knew it was time to move on. So, he invested in an HVAC company and worked there for a while as part owner. Then worked a short time for Target and, finally, deciding to go into Trucking like his brother. He had his own company and worked as an independent owner- operator for many years until he retired around 2010. Stan and Irene lived in four states and 8 cities through their 56 years of marriage. They settled in their NRH home in 1986, which all of their grandchildren consider the family’s permanent home and gathering place.

Stan enjoyed many hobbies and never lost his love of learning. He loved old cars, planes, trains, & tools (old and new). He enjoyed hunting in his younger years and appreciated the craftsmanship of a well-made weapon whether it was a gun or knife. He enjoyed, camping, boating and traveling across this great nation. Stan appreciated a good cup of coffee, a steady supply of mixed nuts. He always remembered how, if he had a nickel to spend on a treat, he would choose a bag of peanuts over a candy bar at Mrs. Moon’s.

Stan was a man of his word. He did what he knew was right because it was the right thing to do. He was a peaceful loving man, but would staunchly defend the rights and reputation of his friends, family and country. One day, on his way home from work he heard a loud crash and swiftly went to the aid of a man who was trapped in his wrecked vehicle. Stan and a friend were able to pull the man to safety as the car caught on fire.

Stan wanted to experience life. In this life he managed to learn how to fly a plane, race stock cars, travel to some amazing places, even learn to metal detect in his last years of life. It was very important for him to stay involved with his family and friends, while carefully, planning for the future, taking care of the people he loved, always. Stan loved music…especially doowop early rock and roll and the old crooners of the 50’s and 60’s, reading, especially westerns and mysteries, car books, books on wildlife and self-improvement, health and wellness, so many interests… collecting …he had car collections, tool collections, marble collections, camera collections, clock collections….he was always interested in technology, space, photography. Stan could appreciate so many things, especially people.

Stan will be deeply missed by his wife Irene Halferty, his children, Katherine Matina and husband David, Julie Harrist and husband Rob, David Halferty and wife Renee; grandchildren, Josiah Harrist, John Harberts, Daniel Harrist and wife Amy, Kirk Harberts and wife Samantha, Sarah Harrist, Jennie Harberts, Seth Harrist, Heather Halferty, and Katie Harrist; his brothers and sisters, Vern Halferty

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