A Memorial service and Dinner was held at Couts United Methodist Church in the Fellowship Hall, Weatherford, Tx.
Sermon given by Cloy L. Holloway, The youngest brother and Last surviving Holloway of this Generation.
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He is survived by One Brother, nine children, sixteen grandchildren, eighteen great Grandchildren, Two Great Great Grandchildren.
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1st wife: Georgia Mae Hollander 1919 – 1979 , married Mar 13, 1939 in Walters, Cotton, Okla
children:
Edna Ferrell Holloway 1939 – 2019
Larry Wayne Holloway 1941 – 2019
Lina Carol Holloway 1942 –
Kenneth Edmond Holloway 1944 –
Joyce Kran Holloway 1945 –

2nd wife: (1947 Okla) Modena Lee Nelson 1922 – 2009
Children: Donna Holloway
Phillip Wayne Holloway 1949 –
Donald D Holloway 1951 –

3rd wife: (abt 1959) Ettie Lee King Houston
Children: Eddie Cran Holloway 1960 –

4th wife: (1968 Parker Co.Tx) Joyce E Griffin 1923 –

5th wife: (1976 Parker Co. Tx) Iva M Burk 1923 –

6th wife: (1978 Tarrant, Tx) Freda McDaniel Eaves 1937-
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In Oct 1936 he enlisted in the Civilian Conservation Corps Service #3880074 and was assigned to camp Piedra Blanca # 3880 Project# P-364 in Wheeler Hot Springs, Ventura, Ca. (The CCC was a public work relief program operated from 1933-1942 for unemployed, unmarried men ages 17-28 designed to provide jobs to help relieve families during the Great Depression. They enlisted for a 6 mo. period, maxium of 4 times.) The letters he wrote to his Mama Lula, described a life of fighting forest fires, getting into fist fights and once crashing a U.S.D.A truck by running it off a cliff and into a tree, he got busted and back on "Pick and shovel". In a letter dated July 13, 1937 to one of his brothers he was telling how he "Got a knife stuck in his belly about 6 mo. ago, it went into the hollow but didn't hurt me". All in all reading the letters it sounded like he enjoyed being there and the beauty of the forest. The last letter I can find is dated Dec 13, 1937 so he must have enlisted at least 3 times.
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Little stories told by Family members of Cran that I found in the familys genealogy book was told as follows:

"His sister Cora Loved to bake cakes, Cran loved to ruin them. The cake would be tenderly lifted from the oven to check for doneness, gently tested with a straw. Cora would ease it back into the oven oven lest it collasped. Cran had an impeccable sense of timing, watching the process until it was complete, then he would go running through the house taking special care to stomp through the kitchen. With Crans help, Cora produced many cakes with a sunken middle."

"The family eventually moved to Wichita Valley, Texas (just outside Iowa Park towards Wichita Falls) to a community where two friendly neighbors owned radios. For entertainment there were many Saturday nights spent listening to the Grand Ole Opry, occasionally there were Saturday night dances with a neighbor playing the guitar and Cran playing the fiddle."

"Cran was a Hero of sorts, on the dare devil side. We would go to the river or irrigation ditch and all the kids and grown ups would go swimming. I thought he was awful brave when he would grab a water snake and pop its head off like it was a whip. One time when I was grown up, about 20 or so. Cran came to Ma Todds house from Ft. Worth to visit. His old car was knocking and he pronounced it to have a rod bearing out. It was cold and wet but he pulled that pan off the car and sure enough that was the problem. He asked me where he could get some rod inserts and if I would take him to get them. We got them in Wichita Falls and by late evening he had that car going like it was supposed to. I hadn't realized until then he was a good mechanic and a cracker jack machinist."