Harold Beebe

July 16, 1926 ~ February 5, 2023
Resided in:
Portland, Maine
Portland-Harold H. Beebe, Jr., known to most as “Hank”, passed away peacefully in his sleep on the morning of February 5, 2023. The final weeks of his 96 years were spent at home in Portland, Maine, surrounded and being cared for by his loving family.
Hank was born on July 16, 1926, in Woodbury, New Jersey, to Harold Henry and Miriam Priscilla (née Davidson) Beebe. As a young man, Hank served in the U.S. Navy, then received his B.A. in English and Masters in Musical Composition from the University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill. After college, he met and fell instantly in love with Nancy. Hank loved to tell the story of how he and Nancy had both reluctantly attended a party with their families, where they had met and spent the entire day talking, and that they had to get married to finish the conversation.
Hank, along with Nancy lived and worked first in Philadelphia at the Westtown School, then in New York for several decades where they raised two daughters. During this time he wrote countless musicals including one of his most popular, “The Cowboy and the Tiger”, which ran in New York for two years and was produced for television in 1963.
Thanks to the 2018 documentary “Bathtubs Over Broadway”, the world has been blessed to discover Hank’s legendary industrial shows produced during this time, including “Diesel Dazzle” and “Got to Investigate Silicones”. These shows, and countless others, were played to very limited and specific audiences of industry sales professionals and remained relatively unknown to the general public for decades. Steve Young and Dava Whisenant, through their film, gave a new life and exposure to this part of his career, and Hank was surprised and delighted that this part of his career became not only known, but appreciated and loved by many.
Hank was a prolific writer and composer. In seven decades, he produced countless shows, scores, and songs, including an enormous library of choral music that has been played in churches, theaters, living rooms, and schools around the world. Nobody is sure exactly how many pieces Hank wrote throughout his lifetime, and even Hank himself was unable to ever determine an exact number or even an accurate ballpark estimate.
In the 1980’s, after moving to Maine and promptly flunking retirement, Hank and Nancy opened and revitalized numerous local theaters, including Biddeford City Theater, the State Theater, Schoolhouse Arts Center, and ACTS. Their theater company, Embassy Players, produced 30 of Hank’s original musicals. Community theater in the truest sense, these productions featured non-traditional casts, often including both professional and first-time actors, and were open and welcoming to anyone and everyone in the community who dreamed of finding their “place in the light”. Hank and Nancy welcomed people into their Portland home throughout the years, both to visit and live, and hosted weekly community gatherings where people ate, prayed, laughed and sang together.
Hank was a deeply devoted husband, father, grandfather, and great-grandfather. He loved living with his large extended family and many chosen family members throughout the years. He shared an exquisite love story with his dear wonderful wife of 71 years, Nancy. He was a friend, a mentor, a colleague, and an inspiration to many, in the world of musical theater and far beyond. He loved being busy, continuing to write and work and inspire even in the last months of his life. During the COVID-19 pandemic, at the age of 93 he found a new avenue of expression through his weekly “Comfort in Hard Times” emails, which he penned to “fellow stay-at-homes”, and which contained musical selections and musings about life. He indeed brought comfort to many, often spending hours of his day corresponding individually with friends from around the world.
Hank represented the best of humanity in so many ways. He lived his faith in a real, tangible way that made people feel valued and seen. His final days were spent as he lived his life, surrounded by love, and expressing his gratitude. As one might expect, at 96 years old, Hank had an ensemble of friends and family awaiting his arrival at the pearly gates, including his parents, Harold H. Beebe Sr. and Miriam Priscilla Beebe, his brother, Blair Beebe, his sister, Ann Davis, his son-in-law, Peter Beebe-Lawson, his writing partner, Bill Heyer, and countless others. His absence at home is felt deeply by the four generations who live at the Embassy - his wife, Nancy Beebe, his daughters, Selby Beebe-Lawson, and Linda Ford, and his grandchildren, John Vail, David Vail, Christa and her husband Truong Vo, chosen family-member-grandchild, Delaney Bucker, and four great grandchildren, Jolene, Loretta, Lucinda and Vivienne Vo. He is also missed dearly by his Massachusetts-based family contingent, daughter, Jane Finley and her husband Andy Finley, and grandchildren, Anne and her husband Andrew Uhmeyer, Elaine Bertolini and her husband Stefan Schwartz, and many other family members around the world. Hank’s presence was a bright light in this world, and his absence is felt and mourned by many.
Please join us at St. Luke’s Cathedral, State Street, Portland, Maine or online via St. Luke's youtube(StLukesPortland.org/worship-with-us) channel for a sing-along memorial service on Saturday, February 18, 2023 at 11am. Arrangements are under the direction of the Conroy-Tully Walker Funeral Home, 172 State Street, Portland, ME, parking is available at the funeral home the day of the service. To view Hank’s memorial page, or to share an online condolence, please visit www.ConroyTullyWalker.com
In lieu of flowers, which would have made Hank sneeze, donations may be made to St. Elizabeth’s Jubilee Center, https://stelizabethsmaine.org/

So sorry for your loss. I have warm memories of Hank, Nancy and all at the Embassy.
My dad, Hank’s baby brother Blair, adored and revered his older brother. Dad was incredibly proud of Hank’s creativity and accomplishments. Hank was dad’s best teacher, role model and inspiration to seek adventure and pursue what you love.
I am heartbroken. Hank was a good, honest man, and a wonderful writer/director. In some of my darkest times, he shed a little light. Goodbye my friend. God speed.
Hank was awesome. I had the honor of performing several years all over the state with a highlight of performing at Hanks church in New York City. Every show, hank would make sure that every song had a high A to sing. Great memories. RIP my friend, Dave Cole (Barnabas, Simon the Zealot to name a couple)
I knew Hank Beebe as Master Hank at Westtown School, where I was a student and in the MIxed Chorus, which he directed. We all loved him. Since I am from North Carolina, I was enamored by the fact that he had written “All the way Choo Choo”. I am happy that he lived such a long and productive life.
I am heartbroken to hear we have lost our dear friend. Hank was a truly gentle man
John & Allie send our condolences to Nancy and all the Beebe family! I wrote the following on Facebook today:
I cannot put into words what a significant part of my life this man was. I met Hank in 1982 (I was 21) because they needed tenors for the chorus of “South Pacific” at Biddeford City Theater. It was such a great experience that I returned for the following season, and finally in “The Music Man” (Spring ’83) I met Allie. I don’t know if it was deliberate match-making on Nancy’s part, but we were cast as husband and wife. We will be celebrating our 38th wedding anniversary this summer! In the fall of ’83 I did my first “Hank” show – “Hold On Molly!” Allie was Molly – and in my eyes still is. After that there were SO many shows – “Go Out Singing”, “Unhand Me, Sir!” “Places!” “Foster Father” “Me and My Music” “The Crab Who Got Tired of Christmas” and what is my personal favorite “Not a Chance of a Ghost” – I can’t name them all! We did over 100 performances of “Tuscaloosa!” – each one with Hank at the piano, still laughing at every joke. We performed in “real” theaters such as Biddeford City Theater, and The State Theater, The Thomas Playhouse, also the bandstand in Deering Oaks, in churches, in schools (building our own theater in the Schoolhouse Arts Center, Standish), in restaurants, and even in his living room. Today I work mostly as a choral director, and I have directed his music with every choir I have stood in front of. I treasure these memories – I learned so much, and had so many great opportunities working with him and his wonderful family. Thank you Hank!
The musical world has lost a giant in talent and compassion but much is Heaven’s gain. Many wishes for peace and comfort to the most loving and supportive family ever. Love always, Karen C.
My family first met Hank 60 years ago in New York City at St Matthew and St Timothy when I was a choir member under him and my late husband was one of the clergy. Between music and religion, there was always much to share and discuss. Then we all migrated to Maine and continued our close connection and sharing. It would take volumes to list the special occasions that Hank created for prayers, fellowship, meals, play rehearsals, skit night on New Year’s Eve when he doled out to us scenes and songs from his chest of written works. We then prepared to present our given pieces just prior to midnight to the assembled group of friends. Thank goodness I was younger then with many more memory cells than seem available today!
I wonder if anyone noticed Hank’s velvet steamroller effect. He had a gentle way to explain and elicit the musical effects he wished (though there were legitimate exceptions for harsher approaches, but rare). My first family might never have moved to Maine except for Hank’s phone call one day. We had JUST arrived home in NYC hours before, having spent a lovely weekend with the Beebe family in Maine. But Hank had news that a widow had just died in a lovely 1898 Victorian home in Portland and he knew the real estate person and Maine really needed a good doctor and nurse so we should rush to see the house before it went on the market. No pressure there! After Barry and I stopped laughing, since why would we leave a rent-free duplex apartment (Paul Tillich’s former apt. had been assigned to the Medical Director of Union Theological Seminary, which was Barry), we said, “Why not?”. So, since Hank always had good ideas, Barry was out the door with a duffel bag in minutes to take an all night bus back to Maine, look at the house in the morning, and said “We’ll take it.” All Hank’s fault and we were so glad. It was a little awkward when I was asked by friends what my first impressions were upon seeing such a lovely big house and I had to admit that I had not yet seen it. Hank and Nancy were very supportive of our unexpected, spontaneous change in venue and employment. Thank you to that one phone call from Hank.
Caring, creative, compassionate, conductor and songwriter extraordinaire.
May this light continue to carry the peace and joy inspired by Hank’s music to all who are fortunate enough to hear it.
So many memories of theater… Sarah as Marta, Jeremy as The Cowboy, and Gregg, kids and me in Hank’s productions.
Later on running in to Hank at the cathedral as he was dropping off diapers for St. Elizabeth’s and I was co- director in process of ordination.
Hank Beebe extremely creative and deeply spiritual!
Creative, generous, Christian, funny.
Hank was a lifetime friend of my father Milton, who sadly passed away this year on February 21. He visited us several times in North Carolina and he was delightful and entertaining.
I am so very sorry to learn of Hank’s loss. He was a true man of the theatre.
So many happy memories, but the most vivid was sad, but loving.
In the middle of a rehearsal for “Good Luck, Fred,” I received a phone call that Peter, my life partner of 30 years, was dying.
Nancy and Hank embraced me with so much concern and support and love.
No doubt, this is how they lived their lives, and yes, the memory is sad, but for me, unforgettable.
The gift of sharing Hank’s (and Nancy’s!) talents was a joy. I had the opportunity of working with them (as did hundreds, probably thousands of theatre artists) on several musicals, sharing his work, laughter, music, jokes, stories, and memories.
I am honored to have known and worked with you. Thank you, dear Hank.
Others will list Hank’s countless good qualities, and I cherish experiencing them.
One very personal quality of both Hank and Nancy: I knew they held their religion in high regard, as I did mine, though the paths for me were different.
Yet in all the years I knew both of them, their kindness was only expressed in love, never attempting to influence, only embracing all whom they touched.
“I met Hank and Nancy in Philadelphia way back in 1954 and my life became inextricably intertwined with theirs from that day forward. If you, like me, think you know all about Hank, his “careers” and accomplishments, I Assure you that unless you have read his memoir, written in 2017, you don’t! For a real treat, go to Amazon and get a copy of this gem. “I Chose to Compose Against the Advice of Just About Everyone.” If you do, you will thank me! Genii L.
So sorry to hear about hank he was truly amazing man. Love see him when he stop in xpress always asking me how I was doing haven’t seen he since covid. But I am going to miss him my heart goes out to his family. Keeping them in my prayers. Linda york
Sending condolences.
Praying for your family.
I used to look forward to the suppers at the Beebe’s
Incredibly brilliant, loving, unselfish, spiritual, thoughtful.
Dearest Nancy, Family and Friends
I was just notified by a friend of Hank’s passing. The depth of sadness and love for Hank is deeply felt. I have sent a prayer up to Hank, and for you, Nancy. The love you and Hank have is eternal. Take comfort. Much love to you Nancy, and family. Hank’s brilliance and love will shine forever. God speed, and thank you for loving us all!
Community, and friend. Helping with musical productions, Singing, cooking, eating, LAUGHING!
Love, Laughter, Kindness, Thoughtfulness, Brilliant
His Laughing was pure joy
His unselfishness and joy in sharing and giving
Music! Composing! Love of God, his family, his beautiful wife, and friends. He was dedicated to ALL.
Hank’s brilliance will shine forever. With God, eternal love.