ONE OF MANY OF HARVEY’S POEMS

 

    When the first faint hint of dawn

    Lifts from the sky the mantle night has drawn

    And splashes color with a spendthrift hand

    That lights the heavens with celestial fire

    God speaks to me.

 

    Where morning lifts the shutters night has closed

    On leaden skies and clouds o'er high peaks posed

    The low wind moaning through the pines

    Brings promise sure of cold and storm

    God talks to me.

 

    When days fulfill the promise dawn has brought

    And I have learned the lessons

 

Additional Fragments From

Harvey's Reminiscences

 

The following are incomplete notes, jottings evidently from recollections he intended to write or record more fully.  Some may be on tape, as such is noted a couple of times.

    Time for wedding preparations and Oscar pressed into service. Broke ring day before date. To L.A. to have ring repaired. Left turn when cop said right. Properly rebuked. Wedding day hotter than hubs of Hades. No family flowers so had to go to wholesale mkt. in L.A. to tr

 

Preface

 

    This is the age of youth. Let everything not strictly modern and up to date be done away with. Tear down all our old land marks to make way for progress. Discard anything which bears a date mark more than a year old. Speed is the word now.

    Gone are the days when our eyes would widen and astonished exclamations greet the news that Uncle John had taken his new car, and with a stiff tail wind and a down hill drag, actually done fifty two M.P.H.

    In fact most of the landmarks of that era