From I. Oxford, Folk Dancer 25th January 2008

I am so saddened by the loss of your father after watching his failing health. My friendship with your father goes back 46 years to Clunie Club House where he met your sweet mother at folk dance class. They married and joined the "KAELI FOLK DANCE CLUB". In the 1970's all of Sacramento celebrated the two week Camellia Festival with the Camellia Coronation Ball, International Friendship Luncheon, big parade and many functions culminating with the Camellia Folk Dance Pageant at Memorial Auditorium. The stage was elaborately decorated by the folk dancers as a setting for the Camellia Queen and her Royal Court. Twelve costumed exhibition dance groups were invited from as far away as San Francisco and Southern California. HARVEY, dressed in his leiderhosen, was the MC to introduce the groups with their foreign names and dances. Harvey's knowledge and fluent usage of five languages enabled him to correctly pronounce the difficult titles and script. I was the hostess for the reserved VIP seating section attended by the Mayor, other dignitaries, past queens, and the "GOLD COAT" escorts for the queens court. It was my responsibility to inform Harvey of the correct escort's names for each princess when he introduced them as they left the stage to promenade behind the bagpipe band around the auditorium in a very impressive exit. Harvey wore many hats and was also the Doctor On Call at the auditorium. Years have passed and Harvey & Helen attended Pairs & Spares folk dances and we anxiously awaited their late arrival and felt like the party didn't begin without Harvey's energy and enthusiasm. We always programmed Harvey's favorite Greek dances "Never On Sunday" and "Couple Hasapico" for late evening. Harvey was special and important to me both socially and medically, being our family doctor. For my headaches, he gave me acupuncture and cringly treated my husband; also my sons, mother, father, aunt, and mother-in-law. My father, a very educated man was so happy when Harvey conversed with him in German. My mother at 95 couldn't wait for his house calls. Now, where will we ever find a doctor to take such good care of us? That question is being voiced in many homes today. Harvey's good humor and zest for life will be sorely missed by all those fortunate enough to have known him. The love you shared is filled with beautiful memories to help sustain you in the difficult days ahead. Love, I. Oxford