Brian Harvey

I MISS YOU SO MUCH. RACHEL MISSES YOU. WE LOVE YOU, BRI. OUR HEARTS ACHE, BUT YOU WILL NEVER BE FAR FROM US. THANK YOU FOR TAKING CARE OF US DURING YOUR LIFE HERE AND FOR TAKING CARE OF US, EVEN NOW. THANK YOU FOR LOVING US, UNCONDITIONALLY. THANK YOU FOR YOUR COMPASSION, YOUR KNOWLEDGE, YOUR UNENDING DEVOTION TO OUR FAMILY, AND YOUR UNDYING FAITH IN THE LORD. THANK YOU FOR YOUR LOVE OF ANIMALS AND ALL LIVING THINGS. (RACH AND I WILL TAKE GOOD CARE OF FRIDAY.) THANK YOU FOR YOUR ORNERY SENSE...

BRIAN, THANK YOU FOR 14 GREAT YEARS!!! YOU ARE MISSED BY, FREINDS, MEMBERS, BOARD OF DIRECTORS, OFFICERS, PRESIDENT DENNIS DAVIDSON.
SWANSEA IMPROVEMENT ASSN.

BRIAN, WE MISSED YOU ON OUR LAST TWO WEEKS OF BOWLING. IT JUST WASNT THE SAME WITHOUT YOU! WE ALWAYS ENJOYED SHARING OUR HOMEMADE GOODIES WITH YOU. THANKS FOR ALL THE MEMORIES. THE SIA BOWLERS.

While working at Swansea Improvement Association, I had the priviledge of working the shift that preceeded Brian's. That meant as soon as his drawer was counted, I got to be his customer. Not because I needed a drink... But because Brian always had and inexplicable way of constructively shedding light on nearly any topic of conversation. He was the kind of guy you could learn a lot from, but he'd always leave you with the impression that you figured things out for yourself. Plainly put, he...

A son, a brother, an uncle, a friend...Job well done, Brian.
Rest in peace.

"I have loved and that's enough, I have been loved and that's everything"

I met Brian at 18 after becoming friends with his two younger brothers, Pat and Jeff who were my peers. I always looked up to Brain as the elder statesman of the current generation of Harvey’s. If it hadn’t been for the friendship of those brothers, and the acceptance of the entire Harvey family, Lord knows if I would have survived to write this,
Brian was one of the warmest, most genuine souls I have had the privilege of knowing and there is something missing in the world today...

Brian,
It all started one cold January morning at three AM. in 1967 and like the tsunami you left on, it rolled out and engulfed thousands. So many have so much thanks to give for how you shaped thier lives. The world is an emptier place without you

Brian was one of the first hippies in Belleville. He always had an open mind, an open heart and an open home for dozens of wayward young homeless souls. We would hang out all day and night in his bedroom attic at his family's home on Washington street or spend hours drinking endless cups of coffee at the kitchen table until the first sign of dawn, watching the sun come up after hours of mind-expanding conversations about ourselves, our dreams, our interpretations of music lyrics. There was...