Andrew K. Holt
Chief Warrant Officer 4, United States Army
Peggy (Margaret) Dowless via e-mail:
11 June 2006
ANDREW K. HOLT
Born in Covington, Kentucky, Andrew K. Holt
he is survived by his wife of 53 years, Marianne A Holt, and his son and
daughter. His son Andrew P. Holt resides in Flagstaff, Arizona and his
daughter Margaret (Peggy) R. Dowless resides in El Paso, Texas with her
husband Tony B. Dowless. His granddaughter, Amanda C. Meier, resides
in Corinth, Texas with her husband Marty A .Meier and their two children,
Tristan and Bryce.
From his wife Marianne:
As long as I can remember, Andy had one wish, that when his time came, to be buried here in beautiful Arlington Nation Cemetery. I want to thank you all for taking the time and effort to be here with me. To honor his wish and give him his final resting place.
Andy was a smart man, and he applied all his knowledge to his career; he served his country for over 30 years. so I believe that his final resting place here in this beautiful cemetery is well deserved.
Andy and I were married for 53 years. Life was good.
Andy passed away only a short time ago, but he actually left us 2 years ago, when this terrible illness took over and changed his life forever. Andy wasn't Andy anymore. Those were hard times.
He needed a lot of care, constant care, 24 hours a day care, but I managed with the help of my family and the help of my good friends and neighbors Sarah and Herbert, who unselfishly gave of their time, day and night, or whenever I needed help. I don't know what I would have done without them.
Now the time has come to say good bye.
Good bye my husband -my partner, my lover – my friend, my teacher and my mentor, may you rest in peace. God bless you; I will miss you – I love you; but it's not good-bye it is “Auf Wiedersehn”
From his Granddaughter:
My Dear Grandpa,
I am very grateful to be given the chance to
On May 10,2005
Grandpas struggle with is own greatest power
came to an end.
Grandpa's wonderful cherished mind,
You are very special to each of us –
I don't know what each of your memories of
Grandpa will be…
You might call them Grandpa's “signatures”
Grandpa's old, worn, blue sweater; his brown slippers that he shlopped around in; the bowl of chili every day for many, many years; the grape purple kool-aid that Grandma couldn't stand smelling every time she made it; the pickle Grandpa had to have with dinner for how may years; and last but certainly not least was Grandpa's luminous boisterous singing talent of “You are My Sunshine”.
Grandpa, I love you.
I love you today and always,
From his daughter not spoken at the funeral:
TO MY FATHER
Before all the beautiful souls that go, there
my Father goes, and I wish him peace and happiness in his eternal rest.
I hope to see him when the time is for me to go. I love my Poppie
and I miss him.
Attained officer status as a Second Lieutenant
HOLT, ANDREW K