April 23, 2013
Kamps, Harvey H.
Harvey H. Kamps, a lifelong resident of Dedham, all of it on the same street, died Tuesday, April 23, 2013 at his home. He was 90. Harvey was born September 22, 1922 in Dedham, Massachusetts one of the seven children of Edward E. and Louise Alma (Kiessling) Kamps. He attended Dedham High School and worked as an auto mechanic for Macdonald Motors in West Roxbury before starting his own trucking business, H. Kamps and Sons. Harvey was known by his friends and family as “the problem solver”. If you needed something fixed or repaired, Harvey’s mechanical abilities would rescue you. He was so talented that he built a cottage in Plymouth where he and his family loved to summer. Harvey is survived by his wife, Harriet Ann (Brunt); his daughter, Nancy J. Kamps Siegel of Dedham; his two sons, Edward V. Kamps of Fall River, and Roy A. Kamps of Norwood; his sister, Alma M. Jacklin of New Hampshire; his seven grandchildren, Julie E. Kamps, Amy J. Kamps, Molly C. Kamps, Michelle T. Kamps, Jeffrey E. Kamps, Leah R. Siegel and Eric M. Siegel; and his three great grandchildren, Emily T. Kamps, Gillian M. Brady, and Libby E. Kamps. He was the brother of the late Edward C. Kamps, the late Albert L. Kamps, the late Ernestine Kamps, the late Helen M. Kamps, and the late Pauline Weber. Relatives and friends are invited to attend his funeral Friday, April 26, 2013 at 2 PM at the Folsom Funeral Home, 87 Milton Street, Dedham followed by burial in Brookdale Cemetery in Dedham. Donations in Harvey’s memory to the American Heart Association, 30 Speen Street, framingham, MA 01701 would be appreciated.
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Nancy,
I am praying for you and your family at this difficult time. May you find peace and comfort in the many wonderful memories you shared with your Dad.
God Bless, Barb
Fond memories of many happy times with Uncle Harvey and Aunt Harriet. Remembering especially the stock car races when I was about 4 or 5 years old; and many, many, trips to Grammy Kamp’s house.
Peace be with you all.
I went to see gramps at the hospital and like allways he started to tell a story. He told me about a young boy from next door that ran out to see if he was ok. I know he took a liking to Brian, and Brian took a liking to him. As he was telling the story it brought me back to when I was a young boy looking up to gramps. As I still do. Always there with a smile and story lol. He used to fix my bike if the chain piped off or I got a flat. We would sit out on the wall for hours. I will miss you grampa
The best of the best. And I got the best gift of all
Having had so much time with him some of I can fix everything jean rubbed off on me. Thanks for showing me the way. Love you grampa.
Grandpa, I desperly miss you I wrote a poem for you and read it to my 2nd grade class. You mean the world to me and I will always miss you and your famous quote ” what a party”. Marna misses you and the rest or the family And I wish you well!