Beverly Arlene ‘Bev’ Harshbarger

The sun rose on Beverly’s life May 25, 1930 and the sun set on her Aug. 18, 2024.

Beverly spent 85 of her years living with her parents in Mattawana.

She was preceded in death by her parents S. Bruce and Elizabeth Mae “Betty” McCormick Harshbarger, as well as brothers Delmar and Darwin, and sister Donna.

She is survived by sisters Maxine KItt and family of Baltimore, MD, Sandra Shumaker and family of Lewistown, and Vicki Benner and husband Ronald of Lewistown.

Beverly was a member of Calvary Bible Church where she was active in the Generations ABF, Calvary Seniors, and the Women’s Bible study before her health declined.

She worked in various jobs cleaning for people, cleaning the Country Club, and babysitting children.

She loved Jesus, reading her Bible, trains, Christmas, and especially the Praise Teams at her church, as well as the drums.

She was also an avid Elvis fan, loving his hymns.

A celebration of life will be held at 11 a.m. on Thursday, Aug. 22, 2024 at Harshbarger Funeral Home, 3 South Market St., McVeytown, with Pastor Bob Marsh officiating. Interment will be in Pleasant View Cemetery, Mattawana.

A viewing will be held from 10 a.m. until the time of service.

We would like to thank all the staff at William Penn Healthcare for the excellent care they gave to Beverly. Special thanks to her roommate at William Penn, Beulah Aurand and family for treating Bev as family. Also Special thanks to those who prayed for her, showered her with love, visited her, and sent her cards. It all meant so much to her.

Her family asks that in Beverly’s honor and memory you do an act of kindness for someone today.

Online condolences may be shared with the family at www.harshbargerfuneral home.com.

“CROSSING THE BAR” by Alfred Lord Tennyson.

Sunset and evening star,

And one clear call for me!

And may there be no moaning of the bar,

When I put out to sea,

But such a tide as moving seems asleep,

Too full for sound and foam,

When that which drew from out the boundless deep

Turns again home.

Twilight and evening bell,

And after that the dark!

And may there be no sadness of farewell,

When I embark;

For tho’ from out our bourne of Time and Place

The flood may bear me far,

I know I will see my Pilot face to face

When I have crossed the bar.