Erling Bernard Leivdal

Today is a very tragic day in our lives as my brother, Earl, passed away the morning of Dec. 12, 2019 while at home with his loving wife of 58+ years, Marilyn O’Day Leivdal. He left behind the love of his life, his wife, Marilyn O’Day Leivdal; son, Kenneth Leivdal; and two daughters, Karen Leivdal Goodell and Kimberly Leivdal Crnkovich. Also eight grandchildren and 14 great-grandchildren. His only remaining sibling is a brother, Allen K. Leivdal. He loved his family more than life itself. Whenever he spoke of his children you could see his face light up.
His happiest moments were those spent with his family. He was a loving husband, father, grandfather, and great-grandfather. He cherished the time he spent with his family and friends. He often spoke of how much he loved camping with his grandchildren, which he had done often, and of being able to have been involved in all of their lives.
Erling B. Leivdal Jr. served in the U.S. Army for three years 1959-1962. His last duty assignment was with the 2nd Inf. Div, Tongduchon, South Korea. During his service Earl served as a Unit Supply Sgt. in the U.S. Army. After his service he began working for Detroit & Northern Savings and Loan as a bank teller, working his way to a Branch Manager position in Detroit before moving to the bank’s home office in Hancock, Michigan and then Calumet, Michigan, where he worked until he was medically retired. My brother was very intelligent and excelled at everything he did. He received his GED while serving in the military and went on to get a Bachelor’s degree in the financial field.
Erling B. Leivdal was born to Elaine Agatha Bouchard Leivdal and Erling B. Leivdal Sr., September 1939 in Nahma, Michigan and had two sisters (deceased) and one brother (living). My brother was four years older than me and while growing up, looked after me as a loving brother would. I remember things like him taking me to two Detroit Tigers baseball games back in 1953/54 that was a precious moment for me going to a game with my older brother. From time to time he would take me on his night paper route (The Detroit Free Press) delivering the evening newspaper and buy me "Chunky candy bars". I often told him how I felt and about us doing things together and how much I loved him. If you have siblings, please talk to them and tell them your feelings before it is too late. I am at peace knowing that we shared our feelings before it was too late. So, my friends and family, please tell your friends and family how you feel about them.
I only have one thing left to say, "God bless you, Brother, and rest with God."
Allen K. Leivdal, SFC, U.S. Army Retired