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Rhonda Nannette Harvey

September 18, 1957 ~ August 14, 2016

ROCKY MOUNT - Rhonda Nannette Harvey, age 58, passed away on Sunday, August 14, 2016. Born in Broome County, NY on September 18, 1957, she was the daughter of the late Ronald Moulton Harvey and Polly Marano Harvey. Rhonda leaves behind to cherish her memory, her brothers, Ricky Harvey of Endicott, NY; Mark Harvey and wife, Kirsty, of Brisbane, Australia; Tom Harvey of Spring Hill, FL; and Kriss Harvey of Los Angeles, CA. A Memorial Service will be held on Saturday, August 20, 2016 at 2:00 PM at Nash Central High School, 4279 Nash Central High Road, Rocky Mount, NC 27804. In lieu of flowers, memorials may be made to American Cancer Society, 930 B Wellness Drive, Greenville, NC 27834. Arrangements entrusted to Wheeler and Woodlief Funeral Home Cremation Services, 1130 N. Winstead Avenue, Rocky Mount, NC 27804. You may share memories and condolences with the family by visiting www.wheelerwoodlief.com. Memorial Location Not Available Saturday 8/20, 2:00 pm

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  1. Rhonda, Rest in peace with your beloved mother. I will miss your upbeat posts Know that you will be greatly missed..

  2. Ms. Harvey was a spunky, funky, and just a nice lady to be around. I enjoyed being with her a few times when she was at events that included my daughter-in-law and her friends from high school. They will miss her tremendously. Ms. Harvey went beyond teacher in the classroom to being a close friend to these girls in the 8 years following their graduation. She will always be remembered fondly by our family.

  3. I will forever miss you, my Momda!!!! You have called me Sarah Marie Dragonheart for 30 years. I still can’t believe you are gone. I love you heart Rest in peace with your mom. I hope my brother is with you too.

  4. I will love you forever and a day sweet Harvey. I am so thankful for the impact you had on my life. Our time was too short together but I am a better human for having known you. Fly high with your mom. All my love and prayers to the Harvey family. Thank you for sharing her with me. She changed my life.

  5. Ms. Harvey was one of my favorite teachers in school and like so many other students, I had to fortune of becoming a friend to her after graduation. She inspired my writing and really believed in me and my writing. I am deeply saddened by her loss. My condolences to her family. Rest in peace to the amazing woman who believed in the potential in every life she touched.

  6. Rhonda was my HS classmate. She was always full of joy, and such a caring person. I remember some of the silly moments we shared. Her eyes were always smiling and she was so kind to me when I had bad days in school. She encouraged me to keep tough and not give up, or allow for defeat. I believe that was a start to her career as a teacher! May the Angels comfort you during this time. May the Angels surround her. Sincere thoughts- Kim Titus

  7. Rhonda was such a good friend. She had a way of making you feel like the most important person in her life and yet you knew there were hundreds more that felt the same way. Even though she had no children by birth she had many many students she has made such a difference in their school and personal life.

  8. Rhonda’s passing hit all of us like a cement truck ran us over. Her Facebook page is rife with testament to her vibrancy, and how making a difference in the lives of others was so important to her. As we all so,she had her low periods in life, but always managed to keep her spirit and optimism. Reading how she affected the lives of her students stands as the greatest tribute to a life well lived. An accomplished teacher, a stalwart friend, and a published author, Rhonda will be greatly missed.

  9. Rhonda and I started the creative writing club at NCHS together in the fall of 2014. We also worked in an 11th grade PLC together as we planned out curriculum and how best to approach it. This time together sparked a mentorship and a friendship. Rhonda had an incredible passion for English and creative writing. It wasn’t enough to teach students, we had to make what we were teaching come alive for them. Rhonda was teaching me how to push kids further than they thought they could go academically. She was hard on her students, but that toughness was created from love. She wanted the best for them, and she believed they were capable of bettering themselves with a little guidance. I will always remember how she would light up when a creative writing student would share his or her new idea or rough drafts. She would dive right into the worlds they had created. She delighted in their creativity and made them feel heard, important, and understood. I will always remember how she gave up countless afternoons, many at the last minute, to entertain students with her cinema club and give them something fun to do while they waited for buses or football games. I will always remember her laugh, her spontaneity, her sincere concern for others, and how she wore her emotions on her sleeve. Mostly, I will always remember Rhonda Harvey’s heart.

  10. I’m still so stunned. We were colleagues and friends, and though we drifted apart over the years, she will be greatly missed and forever remembered.

  11. To you Ms. Harvey… No one has ever made such an impact on my life like you did. You called me Senn-sational; however, you were the sensational one. I wish I could have talked to you one last time. I had so much to share. I love you and will miss you terribly. Thank you so much for the laughs, the lessons, and just being the biggest ray of sunshine in my life. Sincerely, Leah Senn-sational Jordan

  12. My sympathy to the Harvey family. Rhonda and I worked together at Medicare in Binghamton. May she rest in peace.

  13. Rhonda and I went to Maine-Endwell Jr. and Sr. high school together. We ate at the same lunch table all through high school. She never shared the trials she faced at home. She was so positive and encouraging, as evidenced by what she wrote in my HS yearbook – We’ve had some good times and some bad, but the good outweigh the bad. That was her outlook on things. Although we didn’t always agree or have the same viewpoint, we respected each other and valued our friendship. I hurt when Rhonda’s Mom died and felt such sorrow when she left New York behind for what she thought was the last time. She lived life to the fullest and was the type of teacher you hope your kids had in school. One that cared, truly cared about kids, both in and out of the classroom. I miss her already and I know so many others do too. Sharon Berard Barringer – M-E Class of 1975

  14. We fear death, we shudder at life’s instability, we grieve to see the flowers wilt again and again, and the leaves fall, and in our hearts we know that we, too, are transitory and will soon disappear. When artists create pictures and thinkers search for laws and formulate thoughts, it is in order to salvage something from the great dance of death, to make something last longer than we do. Hermann Hesse, Narcissus and Goldmund 1930 Today, all the leaves are brown and the sky is grey. Youll be safe and warm when you get to L.A. Mamas and Papas 1966 To dieto sleep No more; and, by a sleep to say we end The heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks That flesh is heir to, ’tis a consummation Devoutly to be wished. For in that sleep of death what dreams may come, When we have shuffled off this mortal coil, Must give us pause. William Shakespeare 1602

  15. My aunt Rhonda was, and in our hearts will continue to be, a very special woman. Much like her mom, she was spunky and outspoken. I felt a special connection to them both- us three were women in a family made up predominently of men. Not only could Rhonda and I share a sense of femininity (especially after her surgery, she absolutely glowed), but we also shared a deep love for literature. Rhonda was progressive, and her humanity was unwavering- one of her last posts on social media is of her wearing a T-shirt advocating for equal rights for transgendered people. I know that it takes a very special kind of person to be a teacher, and to be loved so very much by your students. My heart breaks for every young adult that will be missing her, too. Aunt Rhonda, you will never leave my thoughts, I will never forget, and I will do my best to keep your memory alive in my future career. I can only hope to be an educator that is respected as much as you are. I sold a bottle of Benvolio pg on Monday, the day after you passed, and my customer asked me which shakespeare play the character Benvolio was from. Unfortunately, neither of us could remember… but It seemed so strange that your favorite writer would come up in conversation while I was still in shock from your passing. I knew that you would know exactly what play Benvolio was from- Romeo and Juliet. Death lies on her like an untimely frost Upon the sweetest flower of all the field. William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet


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