Harvey was my mother, Dorothy Nathanson Redman's, first cousin. Dorothy, who was eleven years older than Harvey, frequently described him as "such an adorable little boy". And, as I remember how he and his brother Bob and their families took me under their collective wings when I moved to the Bay area, I will always think of Harvey's big smile and warm personality, his generosity and graciousness, and his devotion to his family. He will be deeply missed by so many.