Roy James Harris, age 69, passed away Saturday, December 2, 2017. Roy was very involved with the Boy Scouts to be able to spend more time with his children.  His love for kids also drew in his son's friends, all of whom he cared for and he became a father figure to them all. His house and heart were open to all who needed.  He was an artist who loved to draw and paint.  But is greatest joy was his grand daughters, Alyssa and Emma.  He gave his family a legacy of love and respect.  He is survived by his loving wife, Ann Harris; sons, Patrick Roy Harris and wife, Tara of Lawrenceville, Michael J. Harris of Lawrenceville; granddaughters, Alyssa Harris and Emma Harris; sisters, Margaret Harris Burgess and husband, Richard of Indian Head, Saskathewan, Terri Harris O'Brien of Guelph, Ontario,, Sister and brother in law Barbara and Tony Fortuna and many nieces and nephews.  A funeral mass will be held at St. Marguerite d'Youville Catholic Church in Lawrenceville, Georgia Saturday, December 9, 2017 at 10:30 am. In lieu of flowers please donate in Roy's name to Catholic Charities Atlanta,American Diabetes Association, or American Kidney Fund.

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  1. Dear Harris family. I am so sorry to have read of the death of Roy. Please accept my sincere condolences. I would like to share something that I have personally found to be comforting. It is found in the Bible at John 5:28, 29 and Revelation 21:4. These verses tell us that soon God is going to bring about a resurrection of our dear loved ones as well as do away with all causes we have for suffering, including sickness and death. Knowing this has always comforted me and it is my hope that these thoughts will comfort your family also.

  2. If I could choose a Brother
    I would choose one who was willing to share
    (One who would throw his red tractor into my bassinet when I was 6 weeks old, so I could have something to play with)
    A Brother who had enough imagination for the both of us
    (as I am sadly lacking)
    One who would be the Lone Ranger to my Tonto and eat”Buffalo Steak” with me
    (otherwise known as liver! 😉)
    He would have to be a perfect example that kids who are bullied do not always end up bullies.
    (Sometimes they become champions of the Underdogs!💟)
    I would like my Brother to appreciate the beauty of nature, and point it out to me.
    (like the beautiful evergreens and rocky landscapes we drove through in Upper Michigan)
    I would need a Brother who was openly affectionate, despite his age,
    (One who loved to hug and kiss his Mother and even hold hands with his sister as we walked to the store.)
    As a man, he would have to be devoted to his family, choose a partner who would be a loving and patient wife and mother, and a welcome addition to our family.
    (Raising a family is not always easy, and instilling a sense of unconditional love is one of the best gifts you can give your kids.)
    I would want him to welcome the young friends of his kids into his home, and be the kind of man they could admire and turn to in difficult times.
    It would be so nice if he could use his talents to benefit schools and their Church.
    Grandchildren are a special gift, and my brother would have to be an active and loving Poppa. He would play with his grandchildren and share his love of fantasy and music with them.
    (And they would carry those gifts with them for a lifetime)
    He would be patient, brave and graceful in his later years, and he would have a special place in all of our hearts.
    I didn’t get to choose my Brother, but the Good Lord knows me well. He sent me the perfect one.

    Love you forever,
    Marge

  3. Roy, I haven’t spent time with you for so very many years, but the times spent when I was a child were memorable. I am sad that you had to leave your family and this world but at the same time glad that your pain and suffering has ended. Wishing peace and only the wonderful memories of great shared times together remain to sustain and fill the void of your leaving….

  4. Ann,
    I only met you guys a few times, but I want you to know that my heart aches for you and your family. Gary spoke of Roy many times telling how he hated his nickname, Skeeter (I think that was it). Now there is one more Harris’ cousin in Heaven and knowing their zest for life, I am happy that they are all whole and enjoying their next chapter and waiting for us to join them when our time on earth is done

    Joyce

  5. Roy was a classmate at St. Louis
    High School, Mt. Clemens, class of 1966. Prayers and hugs for Roy’s family. Rest in Peace, Roy.

  6. Roy and I grew up together,attending St. Louis where we played football,were altar boys,and did various shenanigans, We also are fellow Marines . I am so sorry he has left us without a proper good-bye. I had hoped to see him at our reunion. RIP ,my friend.

  7. I met Roy through my husband, J. Patrick Kittler, who was his uncle. Roy had a great sense of humor and I appreciated many of his pointed remarks and jokes. He was a kind man and great grandfather to two beautiful little girls. Roy, I did not know you as well as many, but I do remember you well. and send lots of love to your family.

  8. Marge,
    That was a beautiful letter!
    Ann, Pat, Michael and family, you are all in my prayers.
    Cousin Roy will truly be missed.
    Love you all.
    Angela Kittler-Roberts

  9. To my Uncle

    When I was very small you would pull my hyper little self on to your lap and sooth me with stories and I would sit and listen at length. this was an incredible challenge, but one always worth the undertaking for the reward of one of your ‘fairy tales’ about demons and werewolves, vampires and spooky castles.
    When I was not so little, and very very pregnant with my oldest, a very sad little girl who had just lost her Pappa, you again pulled me in to your lap and told me stories to distract me.
    When I cried because I had lost my Grammie and thought the world would never be the same, you pulled me in to your lap and told me the most wonderful stories of heaven and how my Grammie and Pappa were together again.
    Today I cry because I have lost my Uncle Roy, my hero, my story teller, and one of the only people who has ever known how to tame the wild inside of me and all I can think is how all I need is one more story to make it through this, and then one more, and then one more…
    You will always live in my head through your many wonderful stories, having awakened a love of writing and story crafting that will burn brightly for ever deep in my heart and soul.
    Love you always
    Your Carlie kitten xo

  10. Mr. Harris,
    The boy scouts had brought us together. The memories and good times will never be forgotten. The knowledge and love that you have shared shall continue to share with others. Thank you for being a great man and haveing such a great family. My prayers go to all that knew you, for you have touched and helped out so many people.

  11. My condolences to you Ann and to all the family; Ken & I pray for His Peace to Soothe your hearts! I was a coworker with both Roy & Ann at a dental office in Lakeland, Florida.

  12. So sorry to hear of your loss. May the God of comfort grant you peace during this time of mourning and reflection. – 2 Corinthians 1:3,4

  13. Roy, You were one of my closest cousins. You and helped with my children when they were little and they loved you both. I wish we could have stayed close after you moved down south. May God be with your family as I know they will miss you a lot. With Love,

  14. Public forum is difficult for me so I will simply say… I will always love you and miss you. You and your wonderful wife have raised amazing sons who are a credit to you. I am thrilled for you that you finally got those girls you always wanted and had time to enjoy them and share your wonderful art and imagination. You are a wonderful Poppa and you will live in the hearts of all who you love and love you forever. xxoo Give mom and dad a hug and kiss for me.

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