Born to Garland L. Holt Sr and Patricia Ann Brady Holt. Married Donna Raden. Children: Julie Holt, Tricia Holt, Brain Holt, Heather Holt, Benadette Holt, David Sea Holt, Adopted out girl, and one he and Donna adopted. My brother.
I remember his birth. At the time our father had returned from the war and I was the only child. Although the marriage between our parents was not easy, they did want other children. And the next after me was David. A good sign of what would be later is that he was not born when the DR said he should be. So father took us in the car over and over railroad tracks – I guess hoping to jar David out. I don’t know if that worked or not, but he was born a day or two later. He didn’t turn out to be the playmate I wanted but he was my brother. For some reason he did not take to my role of the “older” child and do what I would say. In fact, he didn’t often do what anyone would say. That was David. He had his own road to take.
When he was just a few years old he appeared to come down with a bad cold. It turned out to be type I diabetics. This illness shaped his life until the day he died. It was odd as there did not appear to be any record of this illness in the family – until some of David’s children came down with it. I guess David resented his illness and often did not take care of himself until later. But then that was David. He had his own road to take.
I also recall telling David about the Birds and the Bees one night. It did not take long before he tested it out with the women later to be his wife. They had a girl child which was adopted out. Later David and Donna married and had many wonderful children – which I know and love as if they are my own. I am sure they all know that David had his own road to take.
He wanted to become a minister so bad that as a child he acted out church services. But for whatever reason there may be, he never formally become one. In time he became legally blind due to his diabetes and had other connected problems from this illness. He finally passed away but after being revived was very angry as he wanted to go to the other side. He said his grandfather (Dr Richard Brady) came to him. Then he really passed away. But then that was David and he had his own road to take.
His ashes were put off the Oregon coast into the warm sea by his children. Although he and I didn’t not always get along, we were brothers and he is missed by us all. I am sure that when I go to the other side, we likely will disagree still more. But isn’t that the way it should be with brothers? Anyway, he has his own road to take.
By Garland L. Holt Jr
Note: If you have information, photos or memories that you would like to contribute to this memorial, please contact Garland Holt.
I remember his birth. At the time our father had returned from the war and I was the only child. Although the marriage between our parents was not easy, they did want other children. And the next after me was David. A good sign of what would be later is that he was not born when the DR said he should be. So father took us in the car over and over railroad tracks – I guess hoping to jar David out. I don’t know if that worked or not, but he was born a day or two later. He didn’t turn out to be the playmate I wanted but he was my brother. For some reason he did not take to my role of the “older” child and do what I would say. In fact, he didn’t often do what anyone would say. That was David. He had his own road to take.
When he was just a few years old he appeared to come down with a bad cold. It turned out to be type I diabetics. This illness shaped his life until the day he died. It was odd as there did not appear to be any record of this illness in the family – until some of David’s children came down with it. I guess David resented his illness and often did not take care of himself until later. But then that was David. He had his own road to take.
I also recall telling David about the Birds and the Bees one night. It did not take long before he tested it out with the women later to be his wife. They had a girl child which was adopted out. Later David and Donna married and had many wonderful children – which I know and love as if they are my own. I am sure they all know that David had his own road to take.
He wanted to become a minister so bad that as a child he acted out church services. But for whatever reason there may be, he never formally become one. In time he became legally blind due to his diabetes and had other connected problems from this illness. He finally passed away but after being revived was very angry as he wanted to go to the other side. He said his grandfather (Dr Richard Brady) came to him. Then he really passed away. But then that was David and he had his own road to take.
His ashes were put off the Oregon coast into the warm sea by his children. Although he and I didn’t not always get along, we were brothers and he is missed by us all. I am sure that when I go to the other side, we likely will disagree still more. But isn’t that the way it should be with brothers? Anyway, he has his own road to take.
By Garland L. Holt Jr
Note: If you have information, photos or memories that you would like to contribute to this memorial, please contact Garland Holt.
Born to Garland L. Holt Sr and Patricia Ann Brady Holt. Married Donna Raden. Children: Julie Holt, Tricia Holt, Brain Holt, Heather Holt, Benadette Holt, David Sea Holt, Adopted out girl, and one he and Donna adopted. My brother.
I remember his birth. At the time our father had returned from the war and I was the only child. Although the marriage between our parents was not easy, they did want other children. And the next after me was David. A good sign of what would be later is that he was not born when the DR said he should be. So father took us in the car over and over railroad tracks – I guess hoping to jar David out. I don’t know if that worked or not, but he was born a day or two later. He didn’t turn out to be the playmate I wanted but he was my brother. For some reason he did not take to my role of the “older” child and do what I would say. In fact, he didn’t often do what anyone would say. That was David. He had his own road to take.
When he was just a few years old he appeared to come down with a bad cold. It turned out to be type I diabetics. This illness shaped his life until the day he died. It was odd as there did not appear to be any record of this illness in the family – until some of David’s children came down with it. I guess David resented his illness and often did not take care of himself until later. But then that was David. He had his own road to take.
I also recall telling David about the Birds and the Bees one night. It did not take long before he tested it out with the women later to be his wife. They had a girl child which was adopted out. Later David and Donna married and had many wonderful children – which I know and love as if they are my own. I am sure they all know that David had his own road to take.
He wanted to become a minister so bad that as a child he acted out church services. But for whatever reason there may be, he never formally become one. In time he became legally blind due to his diabetes and had other connected problems from this illness. He finally passed away but after being revived was very angry as he wanted to go to the other side. He said his grandfather (Dr Richard Brady) came to him. Then he really passed away. But then that was David and he had his own road to take.
His ashes were put off the Oregon coast into the warm sea by his children. Although he and I didn’t not always get along, we were brothers and he is missed by us all. I am sure that when I go to the other side, we likely will disagree still more. But isn’t that the way it should be with brothers? Anyway, he has his own road to take.
By Garland L. Holt Jr
Note: If you have information, photos or memories that you would like to contribute to this memorial, please contact Garland Holt.
I remember his birth. At the time our father had returned from the war and I was the only child. Although the marriage between our parents was not easy, they did want other children. And the next after me was David. A good sign of what would be later is that he was not born when the DR said he should be. So father took us in the car over and over railroad tracks – I guess hoping to jar David out. I don’t know if that worked or not, but he was born a day or two later. He didn’t turn out to be the playmate I wanted but he was my brother. For some reason he did not take to my role of the “older” child and do what I would say. In fact, he didn’t often do what anyone would say. That was David. He had his own road to take.
When he was just a few years old he appeared to come down with a bad cold. It turned out to be type I diabetics. This illness shaped his life until the day he died. It was odd as there did not appear to be any record of this illness in the family – until some of David’s children came down with it. I guess David resented his illness and often did not take care of himself until later. But then that was David. He had his own road to take.
I also recall telling David about the Birds and the Bees one night. It did not take long before he tested it out with the women later to be his wife. They had a girl child which was adopted out. Later David and Donna married and had many wonderful children – which I know and love as if they are my own. I am sure they all know that David had his own road to take.
He wanted to become a minister so bad that as a child he acted out church services. But for whatever reason there may be, he never formally become one. In time he became legally blind due to his diabetes and had other connected problems from this illness. He finally passed away but after being revived was very angry as he wanted to go to the other side. He said his grandfather (Dr Richard Brady) came to him. Then he really passed away. But then that was David and he had his own road to take.
His ashes were put off the Oregon coast into the warm sea by his children. Although he and I didn’t not always get along, we were brothers and he is missed by us all. I am sure that when I go to the other side, we likely will disagree still more. But isn’t that the way it should be with brothers? Anyway, he has his own road to take.
By Garland L. Holt Jr
Note: If you have information, photos or memories that you would like to contribute to this memorial, please contact Garland Holt.
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