Harold J. Fine

February 2009

I am so sorry to hear about Harold. I used to love going to your house and hanging out with your family. There are so many memories I have of Harold and his family in that house. The Fines were a big part of my youth. Thinking about you all. Much love.

February 21, 2009

Dear Erika,

We are both very sorry and shocked to hear about Harold. He was a lovely, brilliant guy, a dear friend and I'll miss him terribly. I know you, Elsa, and Amy must be very sad. Steve and I send our love and we are thinking about you all.

AN 80TH BIRTHDAY MESSAGE FOR HAROLD F.

July 2005

Harold and I started graduate school at Syracuse University the same year. It was 1949. The number of other clinical psychology aspirants in our class was somewhere around 8-10, so bonding occurred fairly quickly. Some bonded more than others and I would put Harold and me in that latter group. We often studied together, taking time out to talk about economics, politics, our...

A Memory of Harold for his 80th Birthday

I remember Harold being an avid gardener, and he was so proud of his Japanese rock garden that fleshed out a small slope next to your new Colonial home on Hickory Drive in Doylestown.

Your Dad is certainly a unique person with a great sense of humor and fantastic intellect!

Harold: Standing Above the Rest

80th Birthday Tribute

July 2005

Being surrounded by Fines had a way of making you feel short.

Before I met Harold and Elsa in Knoxville in the early 1970s, I thought I was tall. But walking with the Fines was a belittling experience. Even Amy and Erika, both in high school, were taller than I! But it was fun to be in the midst of challenging conversations about art and books, and especially Harold’s favorite...

Tribute to Harold Fine on his Eightieth Birthday

July 15, 2005

I was introduced to Harold through my sister Elsa in the steamy summer of 1951. On the night of August 8th, the four of us, Elsa, Harold, my wife Sylvia and myself, wandered in to the Vernier Building and camped under the brass soda machine to mix our individual drinks of ginger ale. Later that night our first daughter, Karin, was born.

When Harold took a job in Bridgeport, Connecticut, we...

Tuesday, June 23, 2009

Dear Erika and Amy,

I was very touched to hear from each of you and to hear about your struggles with the loss of your dad.

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As you know, many teachers and professors see their students only in passing and must act on faith that they are actually contributing to a greater end. They often don’t get to see a “finished product.” So by way of passing forward and looking back I am delighted to share some memories of...

A Memory of Harold

July 2005

One of my most vivid impressions of Harold is his ability to talk to people from all walks of life. He has an omniscient knowledge of so many areas of interest that he can establish an instant rapport with nearly anyone. I remember a Thanksgiving dinner during which his remarks ranged over a vast spectrum from the inner works of the German Bundesbank, to the 76er’s prospects, to the mechanical specs of the car I had rented, to his latest...

February 2009

No man was ever more loved by his daughters than Harold Fine.