Phyllis May Welker Harvey, 75, of 620 French Court, Canton, IL passed away Thursday, March 31, 2011 at 8:55 am at Greater Specialty Hospital, Peoria, IL.
Born November 12, 1935, in Canton, IL, the daughter of Leone Damazo and Flossie Bell (Colvin) Morelli, she first married Edwin E. Welker on November 11, 1951 in Canton. He preceded her in death on February 24, 1980. She then married Norman C. Harvey on March 31, 1984 in Farmington. He preceded her in death on July 31, 2009.
She was also preceded in death by her parents, three children, twin infants and one daughter, Lisa L. Harvey; one great-granddaughter, Jessica L. Adams, one sister, Delores WeidHunner, and one brother, Leo Morelli Jr.
Surviving include four sons, Eugene J. (Jan) Welker of Canton, Mike Harvey of South Pekin, David Harvey of Tampa, FL, and Steven Harvey of Washington State; nine grandchildren, Toni (Carl) Sofranko of Columbus, OH, Christa (Travis) Ledford of Raleigh, NC, Julianna Anderson of Canton, Kimberly (Stan) Markland of Canton, Christie (Casey) Little of Canton, Darrell Adams Jr. of Canton, Larry (Donna) Adams of Canton, and Eric and Joshua Harvey of Tampa, Fl; 21 great grandchildren; one sister, Mary Lou Morse of Canton and her nephew that she helped raise, Lee Roy (Sharon) Morelli of Norris.
Phyllis had worked for the Farmer’s Inn Restaurant in Farmington, Attwood Machine Products in Havana, and worked for over 30 years at the Kitchen Cooked Potato Chip Co. in Farmington.
Her grandbabies were the light of her life and loved them all equally. She had a heart as big as gold and would give you the shirt off her back is she thought you needed it. Her willingness to share whatever she had was known by all who knew her. She never met a stranger and seemed to always know somebody anywhere she went, whether it was across town or across the country. Anyone that knew her can testify what kind of person she really was and how she thoroughly loved to go camping and fishing being ready to go at any time. Whenever she packed the camper, she had the feeling that she had to pack the whole house with her taking dozens of everything, worrying not only that they’d run out of supplies, but just in case the other campers would run out of something making sure she had whatever they needed. She loved to sing along with all the Country Music Classics and especially loving to do Karaoke singing her favorite song, “Coal Miner’s Daughter” because that’s exactly what and who she was. She was the best daughter, best mother, best grandmother, best mother in law, best aunt, best friend, and most importantly the best of everything because the Lord only takes the best. We all love you and will miss you for all eternity until we meet again.