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DALE LEONARD HARRIS Dale Lynn Harris, 62, of Columbus, Ohio, formerly of Chillicothe, passed away Sunday, April 25, 2004, after an extended illness. He was born February 6, 1942, in Ross County, Ohio, to the late Sherman Edward Harris and Hannah Elizabeth Stumbo Harris Bixler, of Chillicothe, who survives him. Also preceding him in death was his stepfather, John Bixler, who raised him.He is survived by his loving wife, Linda M. Harris; his children, Terri O'Donovan, Pataskala, Ohio, Tonya Tancos, of Gahanna, Ohio and Todd Harris, of Westerville, Ohio; his brothers, Larry E. Harris, of Portsmouth, Ohio, Johnny Bixler and Bob Bixler, of Chillicothe, Ohio; five grandchildren and one great-grandchild. He was a Detective and Chief Fraud Investigator for Household Bank working from Corporate Headquarters in Columbus, Ohio. and attended the Church of the Nazarene. Visitation is at Harrison-Pyles Funeral Home Thursday, April 29, 2004, from noon to 2 p.m. Funeral services are Thursday at 2 p.m. Rev. Mark Green, of Sciotoville Nazarene officiating. Burial is at Memorial Burial Park, Wheelersburg, Ohio.
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Linda M McClaskey (Harris)
The information contained within this obituary is incorrect.
Dale's brother, Larry Harris, provided incorrect information about Dale's name, life and family.
Dale was a Detective working as the Chief Fraud Investigator for Household Bank. He handled (along with attorneys) cases that came before the Courts and he did an outstanding job of bringing a positive conclusion to each with justice as the goal.
He was named DALE LYNN HARRIS as shown on his birth certificate, marriage license, drivers license, etc. I was his wife for most of his lifetime since we were teenagers and would be the person who knew the most about him, our children, and his illness and life. It was devastating to me to lose him, but I had to let him go. He had a choice of going home from the hospital and continuing to live in pain because of illness or to be sent to pallative care. He was so tired of struggling with his illness and made the decision to go to pallative care instead of leaving the hospital. He was kept as comfortable as possible on morphine and passed away a few days later. In my moment of selfishness, I begged him to reconsider but in the end he needed to do what he thought was best. He was a very strong person, my Elvis, and when he died I wanted to die also, I loved him so much. He told me that I had to be strong and carry on for his sake because he had to go. I have to remind myself often that true love never dies, it lives on through eternity.--Linda (Lynn) Harris