Barney Oldfield's Obituary
James M. Oldfield was never known by his given name, he was known by friends and family as Barney. Barney was born on January 17, 1937 in Marion, Indiana. He was one of four children born to James and Alta Oldfield. He came to San Diego in the early years of his marriage to Flora M. McLaurin who also never used her given name. She was called Donnie by those that knew and loved her. Dad and Mom raised their family of five in Poway, California on the best street in the town. It wasn’t the best because of the address, it was the best because of the people. We are proud that my parents were a part of such a stong-knit community that valued friendship and family above all else. We all have fond memories of our house being the gathering place for children and adults, under the huge pine tree there was plenty of laughter and I am sure gossip. All of us children have deep regret that we have not been able to find a clone of Erin Lane on which to raise our children.Dad will be missed by all that knew him, but most especially by his family. We know that he is in a better place and has been rejoined with the love of his life, whom he has been without since November 3, 2005. But we will always regret that we didn’t have more time with him. He is survived by; his brother, Tom Oldfield of Escondido; his oldest son, James Oldfield of Escondido; his only daughter, Cheryl Oldfield Cook, her husband Jason of Vista, his granddaughters Kaitlin Cook of Vista and Cassandra Cook Porrazzo and his great-grandson Nicholas Porrazzo of Murrieta; and youngest son, David Oldfield , his wife Karin and his grandson Daniel of Wildomar. Our Dad was considered quiet, of course that may have been because those around him were certainly not the quiet types. But he was know for having a great sense of humor and would often drop “bombs” when no one was expecting it, causing quit the uproar. He was also known as the “fix it ” man in the neighborhood. He was always working on some kind of project, I think he was a frustrated inventor. He never throw anything away, so if you needed something, he was the man to see. Our Dad always had five things with him wherever he went; his cell phone, a pocket knife, a small notepad, a pen, and a flashlight. He really had an unhealthy obsession with lights, we are not really sure how that came to be but it is gloriously documented by the plethora of lighting that was attached to anything that he owned. Thank you for being our Dad, Brother, Friend and Confidant. You will be missed.
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