ForeverMissed

This memorial website was created in memory of both of our loving parents, Frank & Jacki Holy, now together forever in Heaven with our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ. Jacki (Jacqulyn Mary Braun) passed away April 11, 2016 at 86 years young and Frank Albert Holy followed his loving bride of 62 years, passing away June 6, 2016.

MEMORIAL SERVICE FOR FRANK & JACKI HOLY WAS ON

SATURDAY, JULY 30, 2016 - 11:00 AM

LOCATION: SACRED HEART CATHOLIC CHURCH - WILBUR WA

Graveside Service was Friday July 29th - 1:30 PM

WA State Veteran's Cemetery in Medical Lake

Memorial donations were made to:     

Sacred Heart Catholic Church Alter Society: P.O. Box 106 Wilbur, WA 99185  and

Wilbur Emergency Fund: 116 SW Regent, Wilbur, WA 99185


 

Posted by Melissa Holy on June 6, 2020
It's hard to believe it's been 4 years since losing Dad and Mom. This year, 2020, has been especially challenging in the world, and I am so glad they are safe at home with the Lord. I treasure the values they spoke into our lives that prepared us for good times and bad. Their wisdom lives on in us. I will always be grateful for their incredible faith, courage, and love. Their legacy continues on.
Posted by Melissa Holy on March 21, 2018
3/21/18 - Today, Dad would have been 89. I feel so blessed to have had such amazing parents and am filled with memories, words, love, encouragement, strength, and joy of moments we shared. I came across a wonderful thought recently in a devotional...No two Christians will ever meet for the last time. So true...and someday, it will be a grand reunion! As Dad & Mom always said..THE BEST IS YET TO COME!!! AMEN!
Posted by Melissa Holy on March 21, 2018
3/21/18 - Today, Dad would have been 89. I feel so blessed to have had such amazing parents and am filled with memories, words, love, encouragement, strength, and joy of moments we shared. I came across a wonderful thought recently in a devotional...No two Christians will ever meet for the last time. So true...and someday, it will be a grand reunion! As Dad & Mom always said..THE BEST IS YET TO COME!!! AMEN!
Posted by Melissa Holy on March 21, 2017
3-21-17 --- One year ago tonight, I was busy decorating my parent's room at assisted living for Dad's March 21st birthday. His prostate cancer was causing him to fade a little more each day and I knew his 87th birthday would be the last I would have to celebrate with him. Mom and I worked together to fill the room with colorful decorations hanging everywhere and made plans for a beautiful day with family, gifts, cake and special time together. Somehow at moments like this, you just can't take it all in. You want time to stop and for it to last forever. Today - a year later - I celebrate him in Heaven. He is in my heart and on my mind today as I remember last year so fondly - his smile - and what an incredible Dad I was so blessed to have. I love you Daddy -- every single day - and always will. Love, Your Melissa
Posted by Gail Downs on August 16, 2016
I'm not good with words, but Frank and Jackie were very special people. I have known them for many years and when ever I would have a chance to see them they always made me feel very special. I really miss them now being around. I really believe of all the people I know they are the ones that should live forever, but God must have wanted them home. 
You may not know who Gail Downs is so I'll sign my name here as
Gail Boblet Akesson Downs.
Posted by Susanne Matteson on July 10, 2016
What a Great privilege it was to know Jacki and Frank Holy!
Their love towards others was so Christlike.They were not ashamed to speak openly of their faith even to strangers, by being in their presence the love and excitement was contagious.
Jacki's gift with music brought such joy to many.She had a way of getting everyone to join in with her celebration of life. Her positive attitude and can do spirit was so inspiring. She gave you confidence to not be held back by your fears. Frank's quiet attentiveness made it evident he listened with his heart.
You could see the sparkle in their eyes as the love was displayed so genuinely and you could tell they were best friends.
Witnessing the love they had for each other encouraged our love to be better and stronger in Christ.
What a comfort it is to know we will see them again in our forever Home,until then their smiles shine in our memory.

Susanne and John Matteson

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Posted by Melissa Holy on June 6, 2020
It's hard to believe it's been 4 years since losing Dad and Mom. This year, 2020, has been especially challenging in the world, and I am so glad they are safe at home with the Lord. I treasure the values they spoke into our lives that prepared us for good times and bad. Their wisdom lives on in us. I will always be grateful for their incredible faith, courage, and love. Their legacy continues on.
Posted by Melissa Holy on March 21, 2018
3/21/18 - Today, Dad would have been 89. I feel so blessed to have had such amazing parents and am filled with memories, words, love, encouragement, strength, and joy of moments we shared. I came across a wonderful thought recently in a devotional...No two Christians will ever meet for the last time. So true...and someday, it will be a grand reunion! As Dad & Mom always said..THE BEST IS YET TO COME!!! AMEN!
Posted by Melissa Holy on March 21, 2018
3/21/18 - Today, Dad would have been 89. I feel so blessed to have had such amazing parents and am filled with memories, words, love, encouragement, strength, and joy of moments we shared. I came across a wonderful thought recently in a devotional...No two Christians will ever meet for the last time. So true...and someday, it will be a grand reunion! As Dad & Mom always said..THE BEST IS YET TO COME!!! AMEN!
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Memorial Award - Jacki Holy Wilbur Annual Goose Chase

Shared by Melissa Holy on July 10, 2016

Jacki walked the annual Wilbur Wild Goose Chase for many years and as one of the oldest participants, she requested a new age category be started for those who were over 80 years young!  

TWAS A MAN NAMED HOLY

Shared by Melissa Holy on July 10, 2016

TWAS A MAN NAMED HOLY

by Mike Cooper ~ December 2, 1977

He rode into town back in '64

Some say he bit off more than he was lookin' for.

But he wouldn't stay down, he said "I'm too strong willed,

I come to your town and I'm gonna build."

And build he did, A District proud

That sang its praises long and loud,

And told the world of deeds we'd done,

He made us proud of District One.

Oh he had his moods that made us wonder,

One day shine, next day thunder,

But he always came back and held out his hand,

Said, "Forgive me friend...I'm just a man."

Then one day, the news came down,

That he was leavin' our little town.

"I'm headin' out", he said with pride,

"To set up camp on the eastern side."

Now, those folks will get to see,

Him working, shaping, his destiny.

Yes, he'll take that town....and he won't use guns.

So, look out Wilbur... here he comes!

The Healing Power of Compassion

Shared by Melissa Holy on July 8, 2016

The Healing Power of Compassion

It was almost Christmastime again, but this year, life seemed completely different. My Dad had suffered a recent stroke, along with an ongoing battle with prostate cancer. My parent’s whole world had changed. At the age of 86, they closed up their home of 37 years in a small farming community, and transitioned into assisted living, 100 miles away.  Far from most of their family and friends and adjusting to new surroundings became a true test of their faith.  I talked to them every day on the phone and made two trips to visit from California.  Each visit brought more awareness of the many challenges seniors face. My heart was stirred with compassion as I viewed some residents who seemed so lost and lonely. I watched their faces as they slowly wandered the hallways in wheelchairs or on walkers to their meals and back. I felt their loss as I listened to their stories and memories of their lives past. Good or bad, those times were gone now and had disappeared so quickly. Every smile and hug was cherished as possibly their most important moment of the day.  At the end of each visit, getting on my knees to hug Dad in his wheelchair and seeing his tears fall, required everything in me to stay strong. The times I had to let go of his hand to leave were some of the most difficult moments in my life.

Christmas was fast approaching and there was no question as to where I wanted to be and my greatest wish. I wanted to make Christmas special for my parents, remembering how they had worked so hard to create beautiful Christmas memories for me growing up.  I prayed, “Lord, please show me how to make this Christmas special for Dad and Mom, in your perfect way. Show me how to bring them comfort and joy in the midst of their trials, and for us all to find that true meaning of Christmas in our hearts.” 

Almost immediately, God’s answer filled my mind. The greatest gift for my parents was not in what I could give or do for them, but in what they could give and do for others. Together, we focused on a plan and set out on a mission of love. We found out what residents would be alone on Christmas and decided we would let them know that God loved them and others cared for them. There was such joy in the process of planning our surprise. Mom shopped for gifts, Dad filled candy bags, and I designed decorations. Late Christmas Eve, we walked the quiet hallways and carefully set up the array of sparkling goodies at each door. In front sat a framed poem, with words the Lord had written upon my heart for this very special night.

On Christmas morning, doors were opened to unexpected love, with a sweet memory to hold for many days to come. Knowing someone cares.

A deep joy and peace filled each of us, regardless of circumstances, health, or being 100 miles from home.  We found the true meaning of Christmas in sharing God’s love. It was the most special Christmas ever, in God’s perfect way, with the healing power of compassion truly being one of God’s greatest gifts.

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