In Memory of Hollis

My Uncle Hollis was killed in the fires that went through Terlton in August. The Shriners and the VFW put on a nice service for him. I remember visiting him with my dad when I was young. He lived on the old farmstead where my dad lived as a child. It was usually Christmas time and he had a wood burning stove going in the living room. There was always a bowl of nuts sitting nearby that I enjoying trying to crack. In the recent years we saw him more as he spent his mornings at my parents. He enjoyed meeting Tyler and buying trinkets for the kids. These photos are from the circus he gave us tickets for.