remembering Marvin G. Harman

My grandfather would have been 102 today, though we lost him in early 2004.

Among other things, he was probably the kindest man I ever met. He had a beautifully resonant singing voice, and opened all wrapped gifts with a painstaking delight– as if all gifts were treasures that came directly from the king.

For most of his life he lived in or near Iowa City/Cedar Rapids, working as a mechanical engineer designing rock crushers until his retirement in the early 1970’s.

In 1985, he and my grandmother moved to the Kansas City area, where she still lives.

When you have a birthday jut two days before Christmas, no one will ever forget it.