Alan L. Langfeldt

Denver Post

Alan L. Langfeldt is survived by his wife, sisters, stepdaughter, grandson, several great and great-great grandchildren, and several cousins.  He is being buried at Fort Logan Cemetery at 1:30 Thursday the 26th of April, 2018 and a memorial service will be held Saturday, April 28th, 2018 at 11:00 a.m. at the South Denver Masonic Lodge, 350 S. Broadway, Denver, Colorado.

This remembrance of Alan Langfeldt was written by his sister, Pastor Sharon Langfeldt:

Alan Langfeldt was born and raised in Boulder, Colorado.  A second-generation Coloradoan, he loved the outdoors.  He was happiest casting a line into a lake or stream or pitching a tent on the snowy ground of Long’s Peak.  An Eagle Scout, Alan was known for sleeping with the Tupperware egg container so that the breakfast eggs would not freeze and everyone could enjoy a warm morning meal. 

After graduating from Boulder High, Alan attended college at Northeastern Junior College.  He was drafted into the Army and served two years at bases in North Carolina and Georgia. That stint in the Army led to Alan moving to Gunnison to attend Western State and to live in his beloved mountains.  Graduating from college, Alan worked for the mine in Climax, and fished many of the high mountain lakes in the area. 

Following in the family footsteps, Alan joined Demolay as a youth, and then joined the Masons and Eastern Star groups in Boulder.  He held many offices in those organizations and became a Third Degree Master Mason.  It was through Eastern Star that he met his wife, Barbara.  They settled in central Denver and continued their participation in Masonic organizations.  Alan and Barbara traveled extensively in their motor home and often traveled with our parents on cruises and RV adventures.  Alan learned to pilot hot air balloons and loved the early morning launches from Chatfield Lake.  He and Barbara always had several cats and doted on the kitties, probably as much as their grandkids.

Like most brothers, Alan was a joy and a pain in the butt.  He was a news watcher from a channel different from his siblings, which provided ample opportunities for “discussions” over family holiday dinners. 

Alan was an active volunteer and enjoyed spending time with friends and family. When he became ill with a serious form of pneumonia, he fought hard to recover, always bantering and teasing the various therapists working with him.  Ultimately, though, the disease won, and Alan passed in 2018.  He is greatly missed by his family and fishing buddies.