Who Is Harvey Millican?
For more than a decade, Harvey Millican (clearly not his real name) has been posting his musings about the bizarre life God has given him…
Harvey is a man of many talents who wears many hats; but the one he likes best is the one that says “Dad” on it. A cradle Catholic, Harvey grew up in New Jersey, 14th in a family of 16 children. His mom and dad taught him the faith. He still remembers learning his prayers one evening on the front porch of his family’s home and memorizing them with great ease.
Tragedy struck at a young age as Harvey’s twin sister and two of his brothers died in a house fire. This event shaped the course of his life as he was forced to live life as a fish out of water – a twin without a twin. Once the quiet “Baby A”, the brawn of the operation to his sister’s brain, Harvey soon adapted into the “well known socialite and composer of light verse” we know today.
Harvey studied for the priesthood under the now-infamous ex-Cardinal “UncleTed” McCarrick before leaving the seminary shortly after his first spine surgery – a surgery necessitated by the injury sustained when he was thrown from that burning house years earlier. He left seminary (at the insistence of the cabal) just two days after witnessing with his own eyes the horror of 9/11 from across the Hudson.
Unsure of his next move Harvey thought of what he had wanted to do before the priesthood intervened. He wanted to be a local news anchor. Unfortunately, those jobs are hard to come by, and in New York no less. But he did manage to snag a job as a trainee at the local Fox station and soon became a producer and writer on various TV shows. Because that’s totally normal, right?
And then, ten years after first meeting a young woman as a freshman in college, Harvey began a novena to the saint of the impossible – Rita of Cascia. With such a great example of faith of family it was difficult to imagine that Harvey wouldn’t be a natural fit for marriage and family. The only question was when he would find the right girl. She had to share his faith, his love of family, be stunningly and radiantly beautiful, and get his sense of humor. A tall order, to be sure, but St. Rita came through. On day 9 he met Mrs. Harvey and knew he’d found his match.
Around the same time the world of television production ceased to be fun. Harvey’s mom reminded him that she had always thought he’d be a good teacher. Falling back on that degree from the seminary Harvey took a job teaching high school theology, a career he still enjoyed for many years.
He and Mrs. Harvey have moved from New Jersey to the DC area to the Dallas-Fort Worth Metroplex. Two kids, a temperamental terrier, and a lot of crazy stories later, Harvey is where he is because of the people in his life. Those people include you, his loyal readers.
When he’s not testifying in a murder trial (true story), shaping the future (teaching high schoolers), or taking two month, transcontinental road trips Harvey dedicates himself (or at least tries) to daily mass, prayer, lifting weights, jumping rope, Facetiming one sibling after another, annoying his dog, chronicling his life for all of you, and living the crazy life God has given him.
In the summer of 2020 amidst the Great Coof-o-rama, Harvey decided to make one of the greatest sacrifices he could think of and put his career on pause. Having worked for fifteen years as a teacher and school administrator, Harvey became the world’s best (and clearly least humble) homeschooling dad. He now divides his time between Saxon Math and Bombay Gin.
Harvey and his family are members of a traditional Catholic parish where Harvey (and sometimes the others) attend daily mass. This last fact is mentioned solely because it is a key to understanding this blog.