Harvey Harold Weaver

1950 - 2022

Harvey Harold Weaver died peacefully in his sleep June 22, 2022, succumbing to an injurious fall nearly 15 years after being diagnosed with stage IV lung cancer - and after fulfilling two vows he made to his family: that he would not let his beloved wife Marty be right by dying of lung cancer, and that he would live to bounce his grandbabies on his knee. Accordingly, he is survived by his four children, Matthew Weaver (Jenny McCue), Benjamin Weaver (Tara), Molly Veliz (Donald) and Cassie Weaver (Chris Lowther); and his six grandchildren, Cody and Harley Weaver, Morgan and Xavi Veliz-Weaver; and Auden and Brennan Weaver Lowther.
Harvey, affectionately known as Harv, Daddy, and Grandpa Loco, was born to Edna and Harry Weaver on March 22, 1950, and raised in God's country: the small town of Villisca, in southwest Iowa. He is survived by his older sister, Linda, and predeceased by his parents and his brother, Jeff. Harvey met Marty at the University of Iowa and wed her in 1971, gaining five brothers-in-law who join the family in mourning his passing, along with a number of loving nieces and nephews on both sides, to whom Uncle Harv was a legend.
Harvey will be remembered for his gregariousness, charisma, and love of a glass or four of red wine. He was a father figure and mentor to many: his sons-in-law, his children's friends, and his many colleagues and business associates. He'd rarely miss an opportunity to play cards or golf, having no patience for those who, if they'd known they could've rode, would've went. He was an absolutist about proper manners: he never knocked on a deck of cards without declaring that a cut dog can't have pups; he deplored table talk and regularly reminded us we'd get shot for that in Vegas; and still he counted cards to win at euchre, poker, and gin rummy, and would gleefully shoot the moon while playing hearts.
He was genuinely interested in every person he met, and had a remarkable ability to make any person feel seen and special. He was an ardent liberal and volunteered his time for President Obama's election campaign, early literacy efforts in Detroit schools, and as a civic leader in Grosse Pointe, Mich., where he and Marty raised their family prior to retiring to Ft. Collins, Colo. His work as a mentor-angel for Imerman Angels affected him deeply and was dear to him.
His other talents included the temerity to outsmart, and the patience to outlast, any Verizon or Comcast customer service representative; the obstinacy required to always be right; the forgetfulness necessary to never be wrong; and the ability to remain playful and laugh at himself until the very end. He was unwaveringly proud of his children, and loved his family above all else.
His final wishes were to be cremated and for everyone to "have a party and tell funny stories" about him, even if we have to make them up (we won't.) The party has not yet been planned; please share your own stories with his family at any time. In lieu of flowers, those who wish to honor Harvey could make a donation to Imerman Angels, a local food bank, or a liberal political cause of their choosing. We'll miss you, Dad.