John L. Harvey

John Harvey Obituary

Brockton John L. Harvey, 62, of Brockton, died Sunday, Aug. 10, 2008, at Signature Healthcare Brockton Hospital, after a brief illness. He was born and raised in Brockton, a son of the late Raymond W. Harvey Sr. and Amanda Mae (Ireland) Harvey and he remained a lifelong resident of the city. John was a self-employed carpenter by trade. He was an avid golfer and an enthusiastic member of D.W. Field Golf Course. John was a dedicated and grateful member of Alcoholics Anonymous. He was very proud of his 23 years of sobriety. He drew strength from the spirituality that he learned in AA. John was the devoted companion of Mary Ann Quigley of Brockton; and father of Marie Jaramillo of Bridgewater, Cathy Salamone of Brockton, Patricia Harvey of Maine, Janet Harvey-LaChance of Brockton and Denise Harvey-Vinkus of West Bridgewater. He was the brother of Raymond W. Harvey Jr. of Vermont, James R. Harvey of Stoughton and Louise M. Maile of Brockton. He also leaves 12 grandchildren; a great-granddaughter; and several nieces and nephews. Visiting hours will be held in the Conley Funeral Home, 138 Belmont St. (Rte. 123), Brockton, Wednesday, Aug. 13, 2008, from 5 to 8 p.m. with a prayer service at 7:30 p.m. Burial will be held at a later date. Donations in Johns name may be made to AA Central Services, 12 Channel St., Suite 604, Marine Industrial Park, Boston, MA 02210. For condolences and directions, www.conleyfuneralhome.com.

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Published by The Enterprise on Aug. 12, 2008.

Memories and Condolences
for John Harvey

6 Entries

Michele Kuhn

August 13, 2008

I send my deepest sympathy and blessing to the family. May God's grace and favor be upon you in your time of need and may the rays of Heaven Shine their light and comfort upon you. God Bless John, he will be missed by all. May he rest in peace.

Justine Messere

August 12, 2008

John,
You will always have a special place in my heart. I truely believe you were my mother's gardian angel, when she wanted to get sober, you were there and took her by the hand and showed the way with all your wisdom. I will always be grateful for the gift you have given us children, our mother.

Bob Bernier, Supt D W Field G C

August 12, 2008

Play 18 everyday and keep spreading your grass seed on the bare spots....You'll be sadly missed...

Angela Drew

August 12, 2008

My Dearest Neices, I am so sorry for your loss. I pray that your Dad finds the peace he has been seeking with God. May your pain be eased with fonder memories of your time spent with him. You are in my thoughts always. Much Love, Auntie Angie

Bob Johnston

August 12, 2008

John, you walked the talk. We miss you already. Golf wont be the same without your big swing, and your big laugh. Peace be with you my friend.

Joann Miller

August 12, 2008

To my dearest family, some things I'd like to say...
but first of all, to let you know, that I arrived
okay.
I'm writing this from heaven. Here I dwell with God above.
Here, there's no more tears of sadness; here
is just eternal love.

Please do not be unhappy just because I'm out of sight.
Remember that I'm with you
every morning, noon and night.
That day I had to leave you when my life on earth was through,
God picked me up
and hugged me and He said, "I welcome you."

It's good to have you back again; you were missed while you were
gone.
As for your dearest family, they'll be here later on.
I need you here badly; you're part of my plan.

There's so much that we have to do, to help our mortal man.

God gave me a list of things, that he wished for
me to do.
And foremost on the list, was to watch and care for you.
And when you lie in bed at night, the day's
chores put to flight.
God and I are closest to you....in the middle of the night.

When you think of my life
on earth, and all those loving years
because you are only human, they are bound to bring you tears.
But do not
be afraid to cry; it does relieve the pain.
Remember there would be no flowers, unless there was some rain.

I wish that I could tell you all that God has planned.
But if I were to tell you, you wouldn't understand.
But
one thing is for certain, though my life on earth is o'er.
I'm closer to you now, than I ever was before.

There are many rocky roads ahead of you and many hills to climb;
but together we can do it by taking one day at a
time.
It was always my philosophy and I'd like it for you too...
that as you give unto the world, the world will
give to you.

If you can help somebody who's in sorrow and pain,
then you can say to God at night......"My day
was not in vain."
And now I am contented....that my life has been worthwhile,
knowing as I passed along the
way, I made somebody smile.

So if you meet somebody who is sad and feeling low,
just lend a hand to pick
him up, as on your way you go.
When you're walking down the street, and you've got me on your mind;
I'm walking in
your footsteps only half a step behind.

And when it's time for you to go.... from that body to be free,
remember
you're not going.....you're coming here to me.

Ruth Ann Mahaffey (author)
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