Remembering Harry Crabb, a U.S. Veteran

Remembering Harry Crabb, a U.S. Veteran

Harry_Crabb_AirForceHarry Crabb, also known as Dirty Harry for his line “Make my day!” lived a full life that many would have dreamt of.

Born in Green Bay Wisconsin on February 17, 1922 he grew up with his brother and two sisters. Crabb was in the United Sates Army Air Corps during World War II and was a Crew Chief on C47 transport aircraft. He was a Sergeant and served from 1942 to 1946. Crabb worked as a street car and bus driver after World War II and ran his own dry cleaning business with his brother Don in downtown Waukegan, IL for a number of years. He worked as a newspaper advertising salesman for the majority of his life.

A man rich in wisdom and humor, he enjoyed life and its surprises one day at a time. He was a lover of music, enjoyed dancing his entire life, and was a star baseball player in high school and college. Crabb also played for a U.S. Army Air Corps unit team while he was stationed in California.

He loved flying and flew his last flight at the age of 93 on September 6, 2015. He got into a vintage biplane for the final time and had the ride of his life with his son Tim who is also a Veteran, joining him, both of them flying side by side up in the Wild Blue Yonder on a bright sunny day.  Right after this flight, Crabb exclaimed, “Flying in formation with my son Tim is one of the highlight of my life!”





With old age, his health started to deteriorate at the beginning of May 2016 and was admitted under Transitions Hospice’s care by the middle of the same month. “Every time, they exceeded my expectations. I was comfortable with the care my father got,” said Tim. He claimed to have apprehensions regarding hospice care because of the horror stories he heard from others.  During the time his father was under hospice care with Transitions Hospice, he was pleased to see that not all hospices are the same.  It was a big relief to see care centered and tailored for his dad alone, he shared.

Harry_Tim_Crabb_Veterans“I learned more from the two hospice nurses, Jen and Terri, who took care of my dad than from the last 6 months with the doctors,” he explained. “Jen is an angel with a stethoscope.  She had this connection with my dad and me.  All the nurses that took care of my dad were just great!”

Crabb peacefully passed on June 3, 2016 at the age 94.

“A few days after my dad passed away, I realized one thing about him.  He was put in this Earth to make people laugh and smile.  Mission accomplished, Dad!“  Tim proudly says remembering his WWII veteran father.   As Tim also said, “I never knew how much I would miss my dad. They say time heals the pain of loss. However, the hole in my heart will now be there forever.  Yes, I miss him so much each day.”