Donald Roy Holland was born May 1, 1944 in Davenport, Oklahoma to
Bert Efton Holland and Mary Obera Stephenson. He passed
away June 9, 2018 in Stilwell, Oklahoma at the age 74 years 1month
and 9 days.
Don was preceded in death by his paternal grandparents;
Felix Holland and Josie L. Wilson and maternal grandparents;
Claude Lee Stephenson and Lucy Ann Pearl Welch,
parents; Bert Efton Holland and Mary Obera Stephenson,
one brother; Eugene Holland, and one son; Lucas Gabriel Holland.
Don is survived by his sister; Alice Fae Long and husband John of Edmond,
Oklahoma; two sons; Dallas Sterling Holland and kids, Isabel Evangeline and
Isaac Emmart of Corpus Christie, Texas and Jeremiah Christopher Holland and
wife Amanda and kids, Orrin Gabriel and Thaddeus James of Stilwell, Oklahoma.
Don grew up in the Horn community where he went to Horn School, Grace
Chapel Church, and worked on the family dairy. After graduating high school
he served in the Air Force and later went to Okmulgee Technical School where
he earned an electrical degree. In 1968, he bought a place he had loved since
he was a boy from Gary and Sue Horn located on Coon Mountain. He built his
home there and you could say that he was a part of Coon Mountain and that
the two were inseparable.
He enjoyed farming with Jeremiah, playing with Orrin and Thad, hunting,
fishing, going to auctions, raising a garden, watching his toppy game chickens
and peacocks, having and going to cookouts, reading all kinds of books, and
listening to his good friends and family.
His most treasured memories were hunting with Dallas, Lucas, and Jeremiah
and making sure that they had all the guns, ammo, and fishing gear that
boys could ever want.
Don would always take things that others gave him whether
He needed it or not. What was considered junk by others was
treasure to him. His favorite saying to this effect was:
"It is better to have it and not need it than to need it and not have it."
Don gave his life to Christ at an early age and conveyed his
Devotion not by verbal expression but by giving of his time and
talents to others in need. Don was a helping hand.
The LORD is my shepherd; I shall not want.
He maketh me to lie down in green pastures:
he leadeth me beside the still waters.
He restoreth my soul: he leadeth me in the paths
of righteousness for his name's sake.
Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death,
I will fear no evil: for thou art with me;
thy rod and thy staff they comfort me.
Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies:
Thou anointest my head with oil; my cup runneth over.
Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life:
and I will dwell in the house of the LORD for ever.
He is in a better place now, with no suffering, struggle, or pain.
We should have comfort in knowing this since Don was saved by grace.
Rest in peace, Dad. You were a wonderful and loving father to us.
10:00 a.m. June 13, 2018
Coon Mountain Cemetery
Immediately after Burial
At Grace Chapel Church
What A Friend We Have In Have In Jesus
I'll Meet You In The Morning
Just A Closer Walk With Thee
Dallas Holland - Jeremiah Holland
Jerry Ed Garrison - Randy Long
Wesley West - Rex Urbany