Ethan James Holley
04-29-86  -  11-04-04 "In Loving Memory"
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Try To Understand
Last night while I was trying to sleep,
My son's voice I did hear
I opened my eyes and looked around,
But he did not appear.

He said:" you've got to listen,
You've got to understand
God didn't take me from you,
He only took my hand.

When I called out in pain that night,
The instant that I died,
He reached down and took my hand,
And pulled me to His side.

He pulled me up and saved me
From the misery and pain.
My body was hurt so badly inside,
I could never be the same.

My search is really over now,
I've found happiness within,
All the answers to my empty dreams
And all that might have been.

I love you all and miss you so,
And I'll always be nearby.
My body's gone forever,
But my spirit will never die!

And so, you must all go on now,
Live one day at a time.
Just understand-
God did not take me from you,
He only took my hand.

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My best James Dean impression

His idea of work taken in my office, well his
office on Sept. 1, 2000.
"When his eyes were opened, he did great things"

"All Is Well"

Death is nothing at all,
I have only slipped away into the next room.
I am I, and you are you:

Whatever we were to each other, that we still are.
Call me by my old familiar name,
speak to me in the easy way which you always used.
Put no difference in your tone,
wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow.
 
Laugh as we always laughed at the little
jokes we enjoyed together.

Let my name be ever the household
word that it always was.
Let it be spoken without effect,
without a trace of a shadow on it.

Life means all that it ever meant.
It is the same as it ever was;
there is absolutely unbroken continuity.

Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight?
I am waiting for you, for an interval,
somewhere very near.
Just around the corner.
All is well.

Henry Scott Holland
(1847 - 1918)
In Loving Memory
Of
Ethan James Holley
1986 - 2004

Death Had Come and Got His Pick

(In the Memory of Ethan James Holley)
1986 to 2004

It happened on that rainy morn

End of the tunnel—no more time

His clock of life did cease to tick

DEATH had come and he was not kind 

All of the years that should have been

Friends, laughter, and kids to enjoy

Time to grow up but not for him

He was still his Dad’s little boy 

On that Tuesday, we cried and cried

So that day we were acting BRAVE

Now all he sees is dirt and rocks

Because HE sent him to his GRAVE

Amber Bilby & Amanda Witty

My 1st ride