Harvey James Klein

Harvey James Klein was born to Anthony (Tony) and AnnaMary (Kress) Klein on August 19th - 1947 at 8:13 pm in Indian Head hospital. He weighed 9 lbs. 41/2 oz. He grew up on the family farm at Francis, Sk. with his three sisters; Kathy, MaryAnn, Elizabeth and younger brother Daniel. His Grandparents were Jacob Klein and MaryAnn Bauman; and on his mom's side - Wendalin Kress and Katherine Weimer. In 1953 he started attending Pleasant View country school and loved taking his siblings to school with the horse and buggy and recalls the races he and Robert Muhr would have. Later he went to Francis for his last few years and then went to Muenster College to finish his Grade 12. His first ambition was to be an airplane pilot; but the farming responsibilities led him to farm with his mom and dad; they also raised cattle, poultry and pigs. He enjoyed horseback riding, baseball, curling, dancing and old cars.

On May 1st - 1970 he married Gloria Deck from Sedley, Sk. Their first six months were spent living in the "old stone house" on Uncle John's farm, which his dad had purchased. In November of that year Harv and Gloria moved to the home farm and his parents moved into Francis. Within a few years they were able to buy the farm and continue the farming operation with his dad's help. On February 17th - 1971 their first of six beautiful children arrived - a girl - Tracy Louise. Two years later on January 7th - 1973 their second daughter came bouncing in - Audrey Ann. Then on June 22nd - 1974 baby girl #3 - Bonnie Kathleen blessed their lives; and on January 2nd - 1978 little girl #4 - Rhonda Marie made her appearance. Then on June 14th - 1981 Harvey & Gloria were surprised with the birth of their son Kevin Anton Steven. Then again on January 5th - 1986 Harvey & Gloria were gifted with baby girl #5 - Jennifer Lynn. Harvey felt so blessed to have these children complete his life. He worked hard at farming and his off-the-farm jobs helped to make a living for his family. In 1980 both he and Gloria got their bus drivers license which helped to supplement the farm income. When time permitted he loved to play with his children, take them on many holidays visiting friends and relatives, teaching them good work ethics and instilling in them his faith in God. He always had his "tidbits" of advice, but always with love and discipline encouraged them to do their best. Harv was especially proud of them as they grew and excelled in school; post-secondary school and extra circular activities and sports. As the years quickly went by, he began giving them away in marriage. He loved each spouse that his children chose and welcomed them into the family, along with sixteen grandchildren. Tracy married Richard Edmison (Kyle & Sarah) -- Audrey married Christopher Grealish (Chloe & Liam) -- Bonnie married Donovan Carroll (Matthew & Miranda from Donovan's previous marriage - then Rebecca, Anna, Mercedes & Seth) -- Rhonda married Tim Button (no children) -- Kevin married Shannon Ell (Kailey, Maddie & Nathan) -- and Jennifer married Kevin Ward (Raelene, Brianna, Alexa). Amidst the fun times, he loved to tickle and play with his grand-kids and give them rides with the garden tractor.

Harvey was an outgoing, fun loving guy and always enjoyed a good polka dance and could swing Gloria around the hall like he was dancing on air. He enjoyed visiting with family and friends; and meeting new people. He was a content man who preferred life to be simple and could not pass up a good deal; if something was broken his objective was to fix it. He enjoyed helping friends, neighbors and family whenever he could and was not afraid to ask for help when needed. He loved to travel and told his children to spread out around the country so he could drive to visit them.

During the 90's financial stress caused Harv to go into depression; he started looking for answers and the Lord reached out and touched his heart. This set him on a path that showed Harv just how faithful God is. The Lord gave him wisdom concerning the partial release of the farm in order to set him free from debt. The renewed joy was unexplainable. He continued to farm two quarters of land and eventually decided to rent it out to a trusted neighbor. Harvey's strong faith and his personal relationship with Jesus Christ his Savior gave him the peace he so desired. He loved the Word of God and read his bible daily. When troubles drew near to any of his children he would quote them his favorite scripture ... Proverbs 3:5-6 ... "Trust in the Lord with all your heart. Never rely on what you think you know. Remember the Lord in everything you do, and He will show you the right way."

In 2005 his faith was tested and strengthened through the ordeal of losing their fourth daughter Rhonda who had battled Leukemia. The Lord drew Harv's and Gloria's hearts closer to Himself and gave them a peace that helped their family also see the love of God. Harv's greatest desire was to see all his children put their trust and faith in God; and the Lord has been faithful. Harv and Gloria's faith walk led them to understand how to truly delight in the Sabbath rest; and God's appointed Feasts and Festivals. Friday evening would arrive; they would adorn their table with candles, bread and wine. They would pray God's blessing on each other and on their children's homes; and their extended family and friends. They saw the hand of God move in their lives in so many ways; big and small.

As time moved forward, Harv and Gloria continued to drive school bus. Within the last few years Harv was offered another bus route which he gladly accepted with Prairie Valley School Division. He often alluded to the bus as part of his retirement package and looked forward to more years ahead. He enjoyed the children and the daily opportunity to visit with other drivers and staff at Prairie Valley bus shop.

The day of his passing was spent doing what he loved; driving bus, visiting and tending to his yard work along side his beloved wife Gloria.

"May Harvey rest in peace in the arms of his Savior till we see him again in the Kingdom of God"

Tracy's Tribute

Dad - my speech got wiped from my ipad so I did what you would do, I took a deep breath, looked out over all the people that were there to wish you farewell, celebrate your life and comfort us, and then I started to speak.

God gives us pictures of what he is like by what we experience here on earth and God gave us you as a dad. You were our leader - spiritually, physically and emotionally. You were our rock, we would look to you and count on you in difficult times for guidance and wisdom as well as share good times with you. You were our protector and always made sure we were taken care of. You were there for other people as well. Looking out over this crowd and thinking about how family, friends and neighbors have taken care of us in this tough time of losing you, you would be so happy to know that we are still being taken care of. We have needed for nothing over these past few days since you left us, absolutely nothing but toilet paper, but then all I had to do was phone mom's sister, Teresa, and the next day we had that too. It has been absolutely amazing and I just want to thank God for everyone here, for everything everyone has done for us and for all the support, love and prayers we have received from everyone.

I know it will be hard not to have you to come to but since you gave us such a good example of what a father looks like, it will make it much easier to take our worries and fears to Him. You taught us well dad, but we will miss you and will always love you.

Audrey's Tribute

Dad

It’s funny how lost in our thoughts we can become. I tend to be a bit of a ‘sad’ day dreamer. For some reason I think up sad stories and let my heart get broken. Sometimes they feel a bit too real . I have to catch my breath and shake it off. With relief.. I come back to real life. Desperately I find myself hoping that this is just another sad silly daydream that I can shoo away. Dad…I cannot seem to undream this one.

Now that I am seated in a window seat and I am being lifted up into the skies by a big jet plane, my dream is becoming an inconceivable reality. My heart is beyond broken. I can’t breathe.

I hear your voice in my head and I see your deep hearty laugh in your eyes. I feel your big strong hands like mitts, weathered by a farmers life… wrestling us kids to the ground …tickling us …cracking our toes. Little Nathan told Kevin he is sad that you will not be able to tickle him anymore.

Your hugs were the envy of any bear. :]

I remember coming home once and giving you a hair cut. If I recall correctly…. cutting it a bit too short. You laughed.

I remember cutting Rhonda’s hair when she joined the army. She wanted it a bit shorter. I cut it a bit too short. She cried.

Now, you and Rhonda are probably both laughing in each other’s presence….While we cry in your painful absence.

And I no longer cut hair..

Dad there is no easy way to figure this out. I remember feeling this way when we realized how sick Rhonda was. You and mom were in Ottawa with her and you left me a message. You never said the words but I knew you were asking me to come to Ottawa. Your voice was strong but there was a sense of unfamiliarity to it. We had not tested these waters before.

The voice mails that I received on the evening of Thursday June 12th were not from you. They were for you. These waters again had not been tested. I keep expecting you to help us fix this. To give us some direction. To fill my yellow zephyr with gas just one more time .

And then the walls come crashing down and the water comes rushing in . You took your last breathe in mom’s arms …… she told you ‘she loved you’ …you told her ..with a smile..‘you would be OK.’ I can feel her fear. Life without you is unimaginable. The task before us seems too daunting .

Kevin has your voice Dad. On Friday night I called home. Mom was doing a Sabbath supper as you and her always do. Jennifer held the phone up so I could listen. Mom read her part….I recognized the words. Kevin read your part…he has your strength. We are finding so much comfort in his presence. You should be so proud of him. But then again …you already are.

We are doing it Dad, we are trying to breathe. We are all doing our part because you did your part so exceptionally well. You must be so proud of us.

I am flying through the clouds, the brilliance of the sun amazes me . I wonder… ‘am I close to heaven… are you close to me?’ It suits you up here. Big and strong and maybe a bit turbulent. Is there such a thing as calm turbulence? But the turbulence of the plane makes me wonder….It makes me wonder if you and Rhonda have embraced in a celebratory polka!!!!

We danced for you on Tuesday night. We danced and sang to some of your favorite songs. Kevin and Mom danced a polka to that song ‘Could’ve been the whiskey ..might’ve been the gin …could’ve been the three …four.. six pack ..I don’t know but look at the mess we’re in… You know how it goes.

It was so good to see Mom throw her head back and laugh.

I loved it when you danced with her. I remember it like it was yesterday. You spun her around on the dance floor and her feet barely touched the ground.

You kept us all grounded Dad …you reminded us daily to keep our eyes on God.

How do we do this without you.?

And then I hear one of your favorite scriptures in my head. Proverbs 3 vs. 5

‘Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding;

‘in all your ways acknowledge Him and He will make your paths straight.

We have been thrown into Gods arms Dad. He is our comforter. He is our strength. We can breathe again.

I have a poem for you Dad. I have come to realize that Tracy , Bonnie , Jenny and myself have married men with many of your wonderful qualities. I found this poem a number of years ago and gave it to my husband Christopher one Father‘s Day.

Christopher loves me the way you love mom, with your heart on your sleeve and your wife in your arms. I want to share this poem with you for Father’s Day.

The poem is called “TALL”

TALL

Enlightened in ways ‘not’ of this world

You love magnanimity (Magnanimous in nature: noble in soul or mind; generous in forgiving)

Tolerant of folks varied

You seek a friend in each soul

Took many under your Wing

Loved for your humble manner

For a punctilious man be (Punctilious: paying attention to detail; wanting things to be done correctly)

I still bask in your story

A patriarch to all kith ( Patriarch meaning father ; Kith meaning friends, acquaintances, even neighbors)

( A father to everyone he met)

Your life is worth following

My icon, matchless father and husband

God shall see you TALL always

Happy Father’s Day Dad. I love you so much …xoxo Audrey

Bonnie's Tribute

When my family and I were preparing for today, we wanted to find a memorial card that was very fitting for my dad. So you will notice on the front of dad's memorial card is a field of wheat. My husband, Donovan, was the one who pointed out to me that not only is it fitting because my dad was a farmer but because Jesus said in John 12:24

“ Truly I say to you, if a seed of grain does not go into the earth and come to an end, it is still a seed and no more; but through its death it gives much fruit. For some time now I have felt as if God has been wanting me to draw closer to Him. But that scared me, because I knew that in order for that to happen, something had to die. Sometimes death isn't always physical, but it is the willingness to die to our selfishness and sinful ways. Little did I know that this time I would have to endure both types of death. The death of my dad and death of the pride in me that said something like this would not happen to me again. But like the seed of grain that has fallen to the ground, I also see the hope of new growth, not only in my life but in the lives of everyone my dad has touched. Even in these last few days, as hard as they have been, we have seen growth. We have laughed and cried and even danced. And just as my dad had prayed a long time ago, we have all drawn closer to one another and to the Lord.

Thank you Dad, For loving me and forcing me to grow. And like my son, Seth would say “You are the best dad I ever had!”

Jennifer's Tribute

Much like my dad, I am rarely at a loss for words. But as I sat trying to write this tribute, all I could think was "Where do I possibly begin?" So let me start with one of my favorite features about my dad. His big hands. I have never seen a set of mitts like the set my dad was blessed with. I used to love seeing him push a quarter through his wedding ring just to get a reaction from whoever was watching. Those hands pulled my toes, flicked my ears, helped me saddle my first pony, pulled me out of the ditch numerous times, escorted me at my grad, terrified my future husband, walked me down the aisle at my wedding, held my children and took them for tractor rides. Ill never forget those hands. Just like the rest of him, they were strong and unwavering, hardworking yet humble. They knew how to fix a combine, plant a garden, lead a polka, and fold in earnest prayer. If you knew my dad for any length of time, you knew that he loved God. An unshakable, irrepressible kind of love. Even while walking through some of life's toughest trials, dad could be found, lounging in his big comfy chair, reading his bible, trying to glean insight as to how to glorify God in his current situation. His favorite scripture was Proverbs 3:5-6 "Trust in the LORD with all your heart and never rely on what you think you know, in all your ways acknowledge Him and He will direct your paths." He would recite this verse to me whenever I would come to him with problems. He knew that if I could just trust God with all my worries, then everything would turn out all right. Although I wish I could hear dad telling me this in person today, the principle remains the same. God takes care of us all, He calls us to trust Him, and He will direct our paths if we are willing to follow. I miss my dad with an immeasurable sorrow, but I am spurred on by his example to be kind and honest, joyous and loving, and to make everyday a living testimony of God's wonderful love for us. In the word's of my dad "Don't sweat the small stuff, because its all small stuff!"

Kevin's Tribute

Dad,

You truly were my rock. You were always strong and steady, guiding me through the trials in my life. When ever I was down you were there to pick me up and set me on the right path. I am so lost right now. I feel like we should have had so much more time to enjoy each others company. But I need to be strong and look ahead, even though I may not agree with Gods plan, I have to trust in it. I remember when I found out I was going to become a father, I was so scared to tell you because I didn't want to disappoint you. You may have been disappointed, but all you wanted was for me to take responsibility for my actions and become a husband and father. I pray I can become the husband and father you were to us. You will always be my rock. I miss you.

Love Kevin your #1 son

Bernard Deck's Tribute

Good afternoon every one. I am Bernard Deck, one of Gloria’s brothers and a friend of Harvey's. Gloria asked me to say a few words on behalf of the Decks – I told her I would be honored

It is always sad when we lose a friend or relative especially one who was as respected and loved as Harv was.

It may be hard to understand why some things happen – why good people are taken at such an early age and so unexpectedly.I don’t know the answer to that. But we should remember that death is a natural part of life as is birth and whether we like it or not life goes on. The sun will rise tomorrow and the day after and the day after that sometimes to our chagrin. We must carry on as we still have work to do on this earth.

Harvey was a happy person and his happiness was infectious – all around him seemed to be happier because of his nature. He had a big happy smile that allowed you to see that he was really a happy man that loved life. Even when things were tough for him and Gloria he always tried to look at the brighter side - we need more people like that.

Harvey was inclusive. He always made you feel a part of the group and demonstrated that he really was glad you were there and you knew he was sincere about it.

Harvey was loving and kind as he showed by giving you his big hugs. You can tell by the family he and Gloria raised that there was love in the household – you can see it in their faces and how they treat each other and the fact that they had such frequent family gatherings.

Harvey was non-judgmental. You could count on him leaving the judgement of others to a higher authority. You could count on Harv to only say good things about their people behind their backs.

Harvey respected people and as such was a respected man of the community. No one can say an unkind thing about Harvey.

Harvey followed through on things he felt strongly about. Some will recall that when he decided to lose weight he did it with such conviction that he won an award.

Harvey was always a tall man and I remember when he first wooed and courted Gloria until she caught him, he was a tall skinny guy. With the help of Gloria’s good cooking he put some meat on his frame. That didn’t stop him from being, in my opinion, the district Polka King. He was light on his feet and the faster the polka the better he liked it. There was also lots of "ei ei ei ooh" - and foot stomping. He made the dances fun.

Harv and Gloria always put others ahead of themselves. If you ever needed anything or help of any kind they would drop everything and be there for you. They would even bring the

He was tall but he was also very strong but he was more of a gentle giant and only used as much horsepower as he needed to get the job done. I remember him picking up a full grown hog and putting it into the truck where he wanted it to go. I was surprised but not as surprised as the hog.

All of the above qualities made him a very awesome person. Teresa, Will and Frank tell the story of a two day party on the farm in Sedley. Some of the partier's refused to end the party and go home. A phone call was made and as soon as Harvey and Gloria’s half ton pulled into the yard the party was over and the young people scattered like leaves in the wind. Harv didn’t have to say a word but every knew you didn’t mess with the big guy.

Harvey was one of the leaders of the Outlaws. I have nine brothers and sisters and anyone that married into our family was an outlaw. We would have friendly rivalries with a lot of teasing and competitiveness especially in cards. Harv was such a good leader that he even helped convince my mother to be in the Outlaw group – imagine.

I could go on talking about Harvey but I’ll let others speak, but to sum it up about Harvey – he was a great guy, there aren’t many like him and we will all miss him.

Daniel Klein's Eulogy

HARVEY

What a wonderful name, and how it suited my big brother

Our name is given to us at birth and as a brother or sister, as a husband or wife, as a father or mother or as a friend; it is up to us how we portray Our Name, Our Image, and Our Legacy.

Image is many different things to different people but my brother Harvey always chose the most meaningful images.

We all have our own image of Harvey but today I want to share a few of mine.

Harvey was an image of Wisdom; never afraid to share his opinion, right or wrong.

Harvey was an image of Strength, physically a big and powerful man, but also Very Big in Heart.

Harvey was an image of Courage, never afraid to deal head on with issues at hand.

Harvey was an image of Honesty, humble when he was right and admitting when he was wrong.

Harvey was an image of Forgiveness, never holding a grudge.

Harvey was an image of Happiness, always happy to see his family and friends and always had a big bold laugh.

Harvey was a True image of Love and giving unconditionally to his wife, his family and his friends, no matter what.

We all possess these qualities but Harvey, my Big Brother, was exceptionally good at all of them.

Harvey and I would have our best discussions in his small workshop, having a smoke. We would discuss things going on in our lives, about our families, our father and mother, sometimes, about our wives, and sometimes about our sisters. We had some deep discussions. Unfortunately I am sworn to secrecy so I can’t share any of these stories.

I have to tell you, one of the first things I thought of with Harvey’s passing was “God I hope mom doesn’t have a list of things for him to do when he gets there.”

I would like to share one story that I always liked when Harvey told it.

Harvey and Gloria have a very large family and Harvey told me that when all of his kids come home at Christmas with their 16 grandchildren, he was always excited and happy to see them. After 3 or 4 days as the last of his children were driving out the lane Harvey and Gloria would stand in front of the kitchen window and look out and then look at each other and say “whoosh! We better get some rest before we do this all over again.”

Harvey displayed an image of Strength and was the rock for his family during the extremely difficult time of losing a child, Rhonda. He showed a lot of emotion but managed to keep himself composed for his family throughout this tough time. There was only one time in Harvey’s whole life that he had shown me his vulnerability to pain and suffering.

We were at the cemetery after Rhonda’s funeral. As we were turning away from the burial Harvey caught my eye and came walking towards me. As we hugged he practically collapsed in my arms and was crying almost uncontrollably. Holding him in my arms for a minute as he was crying, I finally had no chose but to say “Stand up you big bugger. You’re heavy and you’re making me sweat.” Harvey stood up, looked at me, and we both burst into laughter and we walked out of the cemetery with our arms around each other as brothers should.

This was one of the most valued times in my life that I felt that my Big Brother needed me and I was so fortunate to be there for him, but man, was he heavy.

Only once did I ever see true anger from my brother when I lied about wreaking his truck. The anger was more about the lie than about the wreaked truck. He would have killed me that day, but he couldn’t catch me because he was slipping in my crap!

As brothers we had our differences. We always talked things out and always left each other knowing that all was good between us. Until now I didn’t realize how important this was. With Harvey passing suddenly, I am so glad that there was nothing but love between us.

I was away on Thursday and out of cell coverage when Elaine called and told me about Harvey. Dennis and I packed up early on Friday morning and headed home. Driving back for 8 hours, I knew I had messages on my phone but I did not want to hear any of them until I got home. As I drove into my drive way I retrieved my messages. The first message was the most incredible message I could have received. It was from Harvey on Thursday at noon. He said “Hey Boone, I’m in Regina. Just wondering if you want to go for lunch. Call me”

Even though I missed that call I had the opportunity of hearing his voice one last time, and I thank the Lord for that. Ironically he called my sister Liz next. Unfortunately she was not available to answer the phone either. When Liz told me this, I had no choice but to rub it in that he had called me first.

Already I feel how defenseless I will be against my 3 sisters without my big brother. I will be looking to my nephews, Ken, Kevin, and Ryan for help on this one.

Now that my big brother Harvey has passed on we can only carry on living our lives and pass on the love that Harvey gave to me and to all who knew him. Gloria, Tracy, Audrey, Bonnie, Kevin, Jennifer, your spouses and your children, we are all so sorry for your loss and all of us can only offer our love and prayers to help you get through this very difficult time. But as Harvey’s only brother I can offer you a little more. I can give out Harvey hugs, as I do look and feel like my brother Harvey.

Now as a salute to my Big Brother Harvey I ask all of you to turn to the persons next to you and give them a great big Harvey hug, and I leave you with one of Harvey’s favorite sayings “Good food, Good God, OK, let’s eat!”

Love your little brother

Daniel

Harvey’s Song

by Pat Buchanan

June 16, 2014

When I went before the Lord today,

I begged Him to let Harvey stay,

Return him to us down here.

But He sighed and shed a tear.

He reached down and took my hand,

And said “I know it’s hard to understand,

But Harvey has now run his race

And he is here now in my Grace.

In his walk he took great pain

To be the man I asked of him.

The tasks I gave for him to do,

Affected everyone he knew.

He loves Gloria his precious wife.

His children are his joy in life.

He shared with them his walk of faith,

Encouraged them to find that place.”

I bowed my head again and said

Lord give us strength for the days ahead.

Our sorrow cuts down to our soul

And we are going to miss him so.

And again the Lord said to me,

“He is where he needs to be.

He will always love those left behind.

But for now, he is mine.

He now sits in my full Grace,

Holding Rhonda face to face.

Hugging his dear Mom and Dad.

But he knows you are sad.”

So, we will continue on our walk,

And know some day we will talk

With him again in heaven’s place

Where we will live in His full Grace.

The Last Four Things

Life is short and death is sure,

The hour of death remains obscure

A soul you have and only one

If that lost, all hope is gone

Waste not time, while time shall last

For after death, tis ever past.

The all-seeing God, your judge will be

And Heaven or Hell, your destiny

All earthly things will speed away

Eternity will definitely stay.

Fill not your hearts with pain and sorrow,

But remember me in every tomorrow.

Remember the joy, the laughter, the smiles,

I've only gone to rest a little while.

Although my leaving causes pain and grief,

My going has eased my hurt and given me relief.

So dry your eyes and remember me,

Not as I am now, but as I used to be.

Because, I will remember you all and look

On with a smile. Understand, in your

Hearts, I've only gone to rest a little while.

As long as I have the love of each of you,

I can live my life in the hearts of all of you.

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KLEIN-Harvey James

August 19, 1947 - June 12, 2014

Harvey passed away suddenly at his home near Francis, Saskatchewan. He was born and raised on his family farm. He attended Pleasant View School then attended Francis School and one year at Muenster College. He farmed with his mom and dad and then took over the family farm. He married Gloria Deck on May 1, 1970 and celebrated 44 years together. To help make ends meet he and Gloria got their bus driver licenses in 1980 and drove up till his last day, and it became such a part of his life that it was part of his retirement plan. Harvey loved visiting with family and friends and always had a great story to tell. His grandchildren were a source of great pride and joy and loved having them visit and going to visit them. He served on RM council for 10 years and was involved in the community serving on other boards for a number of years. He loved traveling and "putzing" in the yard, finding joy in fixing things and having them work again. He never hesitated to lend a hand and help someone that needed help. In his own life he sought help and found the Lord; his steadfast faith carried him through the many trials life threw his way.

He leaves to mourn his loving wife, Gloria Klein, their five children, Tracy and Rich Edmison (Kyle and Sarah), Audrey and Chris Grealish (Chloe and Liam), Bonnie and Donovan Carroll (Matthew, Miranda, Rebecca, Anna, Mercedes, and Seth), Kevin and Shannon Klein (Kailey, Maddie and Nathan) and Jennifer and Kevin Ward (Raelene, Brianna and Alexa). Harvey was predeceased by his daughter, Rhonda Button, his parents, Tony and Anna Klein, mother-in-law, Theresa Deck, sisters-in-law Leone Deck and Lisa Deck. He will remain forever in the hearts of his father-in-law, Steve Deck and his siblings, Katherine (Garry), MaryAnn (Leonard), Elizabeth (Dennis), Daniel (Elaine), Bernard, Jim (Gayle), Angela (Percy), Danny (Marlene), Anita, Arnold (Rhonda), Frank (Gayle), Teresa (Jerry), William (Traci) as well as numerous nieces, nephews, family and friends. He will be sadly missed by all who loved and knew him. A Celebration of Harvey's life will be held at 2:00 P.M. on Wednesday, June 18, 2014 at Sedley Gym Hall, Sedley, Saskatchewan. Interment to follow. In lieu of flowers, donations may be made to Souls Harbour Rescue Mission or to a charity of one’s choice.

Arrangements under the direction of Victoria Avenue Funeral Home and Cremation, Regina, SK.