Birth date: Mar 19, 1933 Death date: Dec 5, 2016
Harvey Dean Reynolds, 83, of Tavares, FL passed away on Monday December 5, 2016. Harvey was born on March 19, 1933 in Stanford, KY to the late Dena and Ella Reynolds. Harvey graduated from the UK College of Commerce in 1958 and la Read Obituary
Harvey Dean Reynolds on April 6th, 2017 @ 10 am. Was placed into his final resting place @ Camp Nelson National Cemetery. He received a full Military Honor guard and VFW service for which his family was very grateful of their respect and kindness to this Korean War Vet. Following a promise made years ago a small vial of his ashes was collected so that his heart can be laid to rest between his Parents.
Teresa Reynolds Vogt
We just were notified of Harvey's passing. The Robinson Family is sincerely sorry for your loss. Please know we are praying for you and may the Lord comfort your hearts. I remember him always trying to pull me on the dance floor when he visited Rosie and Tom. Peace to you all.
I never give flowers, I only give wind chimes and this poem:
Listen for Chimes on the Wind
Mighty Heavenly Father, You have watched over me for the sea is so vast and my boat was so small. The waves were great and you guided me at the sails as the storms of life tossed me about. You have guided me and assisted my hand at the tiller. You have given me calm seas and fair winds to guide me to your safe harbor and into your loving embrace.
Please Father, toll the bells softly from time to time to let those I left behind know I have reached safe harbor and am well and at peace in your loving arms. While those I have loved and left listen for for soft bells, chimes on the wind and find peace that at last I am safe and home.
Della Jill Montgomery
As a small child my Father would send out the dues notices for the Masonic lodge, and I would help. When Dad noted a pink tinge to the envelopes and checked my tongue he discovered I had cut myself silly on the envelopes, and I was assigned sorting the zip codes after that until I grew to use a damp sponge and save the taste buds..
Like most little girls I lived to please Dad.. it really is true Daddy's girl and Momma's Boy.
One of the most human side was hearing him laughing and finding the litter of tiny kittens were climbing his shirt draped around a chair. they would scamper up then mew to get down and he's chuckle and set one down just to have it repeat the act.. Yet he 'Never' liked pets..
He would never eat Chicken, he explained that it was due to how his mom made chicken and dumplings and he didn't like them and never touched chicken from the age of 3. When I came down in December of 2015 I made Stir Fry and Fried rice, and yep cut up two whole chicken breasts super fine, when he asked for seconds I served them. When he was done he commented he liked it.. I told him what was in it.. his open eyed and dropped jaw were priceless. His response " I always thought some dirty rat would pull a stunt like that on me, but I never expected it to be YOU" he blustered but the next day at Wendy's when I ordered a grilled sandwich, he looked at me and said 'Make it two'.
There are many things I can remember about my childhood and my Father, I think I'll try to remember these mostly.. TRV
