Archie Harp

Archie Eugene Harp

Born September 30, 1929 to Archie Theodore Harp and Violet Pearson Harp in Peru Kansas, He was the
oldest of ten children.

Passed from this life on Jan.3rd 2013 and was preceded in death by his former wife Shirley, his son
Michael and his Grandson Richard Jr.

Archie married Shirley Elizabeth Campbell in Oct. of 1947 they had five children, one daughter-in-law,
three son-in-laws, thirteen Grandchildren and nine Great Grandchildren.

Dad carried a picture of himself and Mom when they were young in his wallet always. He lived between
Los Angeles, California where his children were raised, and Kansas where he was raised through out his life
(with the exception of the last thirty four years in Wichita, Kansas).

We had many holidays and celebrated far more birthdays with him than we ever imagined we would. He
enjoyed the Grand kids and the Great Grand kids and always commented on how fast they had all grown
up. He loved thrift stores where he would find unusual items that he just couldn’t live without. He loved
old cars and the architecture of old buildings and the history behind them. Dad was an avid reader of Louie
Lamar western books and could always watch the old black and white movies that would remind him of the
good old days.

He was very observant and curious about everything around him, that he knew so much about the history
of Los Angeles, Kansas and Colorado and would spend time looking at the maps remembering the areas he
called his old stomping ground. Dad could fix anything when he put his mind to it. He was pretty smart at
figuring things out. He had many good friends through the years, even the grocery store clerks had special
names for him like “Chief ” and “Smiley”. He loved cats and kittens, when ever there were any strays around
his house he was sure to feed them, not cat food, but tuna fish and they were sure to be his buddies.

In the past couple of years he reminisced about the places he had been, the jobs he worked at in the steel mills
and the die casting plants, about our Mom and his children, his Mom and Dad, and his brothers and sisters.
He had many memories and some regrets looking back in hindsight, as we all have, but these past years he
lived a pretty good life. He enjoyed the phone calls from his kids in California and from his brother Jerry in
Colorado, who called him quite often.

Dad didn’t complain of his aches and pains because he said it wouldn’t do any good anyway. The doctor told
me that he had less than a year to live five years ago and I told him God would decide when his time to go
would be. Dad never gave into illness and he had a love for life to the very end.

Dad and Grandpa you will be missed,
Rest in Peace
We love you.
Love, your Family