Pat Harvey was one hell of a woman. I think we first met for lunch to exchange items she brought back from a visit to Shanghai. We had a fun chat and stayed in touch. She was loving and she was game - taking in her grandson when it was time for him to return early from half a world away. Sitting in her kitchen and chatting about nothing in particular, her strong, decisive voice (Montana, for sure), was a special reward when I chauffeured our youngsters on playdates. Practical, stubborn and much admired, it seems unreal that she has moved on. Her family was blessed by her long life, and I was enriched as well. With love to all the Harveys, -Ann
Paul,
I'm so sorry to here of your Mom's passing. She was a nice lady. I'm glad I got to see her this past summer.
I remember the sleep overs at your house when we were in high school. Your mom would come home from work at 7am to see a bunch of passed out idiots. She never got mad or said a word.
God bless her and your family.
Talk to you soon.
Rich Kiehn
