S. Keith Halva
1943 – 2005
Keith was a native of Seattle, Washington and the Pacific Northwest was always his heart’s home. As a child he fell under the spell of unlimited hydroplane racing, and he maintained this love up to his dying day. When he later lived in Minnesota, land of 10,000 lakes, his life’s dream came to at least partial fruition when he bought and restored a hydroplane (the “Jabberwock”, as he called it) for himself. He spent long, wonderful hours sanding and painting this boat, as well as refurbishing the mechanical elements so he could drive it around Fountain Lake from time to time (even if racing was not an option there!).
Professionally, Keith entered the Information Technology field when it was still in its infancy. A math major from the University of Washington, he joined the Boeing Aircraft Company right after college and began his career there as a computer programmer. In 1969 he and Helen eloped on their way to new jobs with IBM in upstate New York. Two years later they realized the IBM acronym (I’ve Been Moved) with their transfers to IBM branches in Minneapolis. A few years later they were moved again, this time to Raleigh, NC, to Keith’s first IBM management position. After his retirement from IBM he moved on to contribute his technical and marketing expertise in various smaller software development firms. He always loved the basic problem-solving challenges of the IT field and derived special satisfaction from mentoring more junior professionals as their careers developed. He especially loved to recognize other people for jobs well done and took every possible opportunity to do so.
Keith was always proud of his two sons, Wade and Reid. He was especially devoted to their school sports careers, attending every one of Wade’s swim meets and Reid’s football games. And he was so excited and thrilled to become a grandfather, he felt blessed to have time to spend with “the magic Madeline” in the final year he had with us.
Any description of Keith would be incomplete without mention of Mugsy. Mugsy was an emaciated stray dog who was taken in by a neighbor family. When that family moved away and could not take any pets, Wade and Reid begged to adopt him. Keith resisted this idea for a long time, but eventually caved to the pressure. In no time, Mugsy was Keith’s dog. They went everywhere together, spending hours working in the yard, walking in the woods, sitting on the back deck. Keith was so fanatical about Mugsy’s well-being that the vet professed a wish to be reincarnated as Keith’s dog! Mugsy certainly filled Keith’s life with joy, and Keith was undoubtedly the best thing that had ever happened to Mugsy!
Keith was one of the first to take advantage of the organ donor signup option by means of the state driver’s license. He would be most gratified to know that his eyes were now helping someone else to see!
Louise Haney
Looking back over the 42 years of marriage to my wife Louise, the memories are too many to list on this page. So I’ll start by saying she was a compassionate person to all she met. One example was a young couple who moved into our community. A short time later we became good friends with them. About a year later she had twin boys. After raising three wonderful girls of our own, we noticed something wrong. After about a year, they were diagnosed as having autism. That was devastating to us as we had gotten attached to those kids. So we adopted them as ours. Then one day they had to move to another city. We would go see them every couple of months. Louise would always go buy them something before we arrived at their home. When we had to leave them, they would say “Goodbye Maw Maw” and give her a big hug. Many times tears would come to her eyes because she had to leave them behind. This lasted for ten years. On June 21, 2005, those boys had to say goodbye to her for the last time. We love and miss her very much.
The Haney family
Elizabeth Haynes
Elizabeth was a nurse and teacher – a loving mother and wife.
Elizabeth (Liz) loved to read. I donated 3 truckloads of books to a local church group in Swansboro, NC. Liz also loved to knit, crochet, garden flowers and sew.
We traveled to Florida 5 or 6 times a year to see her children and grandchildren.
Paul S. Haynes
Nancy Hemric
Loving Memories of Nancy Hemric:
Nancy Hemric was a devoted wife, mother, and grandmother. She loved our Sunday dinners where she would cook for hours for our family and friends. She also enjoyed all kinds of outdoor activities, such as hunting, fishing, and bush hogging. She was an avid deer hunter with the largest being an eight-pointer. She always enjoyed getting outside, either playing with her dog Cujo or riding her four-wheeler. She was the kind of woman that never wore shoes when she went outside, even in the snow. She was a dedicated worker, running her own business for the last seven years, where she served breakfast and lunch six days a week. Nancy loved vacationing in Vegas and loved collecting Scooby-Doo memorabilia even more. She was an extraordinary woman and will be missed greatly.
Robert “Bobby” Hill
Bobby was the kind of person that everyone wanted to be around. He had a magnetic personality with a smile like the sun in that he brightened every room he entered. He was a wonderful, loving husband and best friend to Elaine for over 19 years. Bobby was an awesome Dad to Brandon for over 14 years and spent countless hours just talking with his son about everything, i.e., politics, world affairs, music, business and life. Bobby was a caring son, a great brother and brother-in-law and good friend to many people. He was an auto claims adjuster with Allstate Insurance Company, a member of the St. Lewis Community Ruritan Club and an Entered Apprentice in the Corinthian Masonic Lodge in Rocky Mount. He served his country as a paratrooper in the 82nd Airborne Division of the United States Army and was very passionate about his country. Bobby was a huge Carolina Tar Heel basketball fan and he loved watching The Sopranos. He also enjoyed traveling and was always looking forward to the next adventure. Bobby was committed to eye (and organ) donation. He experienced the joy of his wife’s grandfather having his sight restored after a cornea transplant many years ago. He would be so pleased to know that he was able to help someone else in that same extraordinary way. He will be missed so much but it is a comfort to know that he will live on by helping someone else.
Robert M. Hines, Sr.
Robert M. Hines, Sr. (69) loved life and nature. Bob was a good and loving husband and very proud father.
Bob was a career soldier – he served in the U.S. Army for 27 years, with 16 of those in Special Forces (Green Berets). During his service we lived in Georgia, Panama Canal Zone, North Carolina and Texas. Many times he had to go alone, like to Vietnam, Honduras, the Dominican Republic and Puerto Rico. Bob loved to travel and see the beauty of our country and others.
Bob’s favorite pastime was being with Judy, his wife of 46 years. When he spoke of her he always said “My Bride” – if you saw one, you almost always saw the other. People said his eyes would sparkle when he talked about Judy and his boys. He had 18 grandchildren and 3 great-grandchildren.
At the time of his passing, he was a Lieutenant with the Department of Corrections. He gave guidance to many young corrections officers as well as young soldiers during his career.
William H. Hodges
January 11, 1958 – October 16, 2005
William left us on October 16, 2005, after a 6 month battle with lung cancer. William was the greatest husband, a loving father, and the best Pop-Pop. He was married to Deborah for 24 years. His favorite line was, “I love her better today, than the day I married her”. Other than Deborah, James, Matt, and Sam (Samantha) were his pride and joy. That is until the grandchildren Haley and Hunter (aka Spud) came along. William took great pride in his family. He was never too proud to say “I love you”.
William worked in retail for almost 20 years and was loved by co-workers and customers alike. He would always ask, never demand, his employees to perform a task. Customers were always number one. He called all the gentlemen “Capt’n” and the ladies were always called “Honey”, “Sugar” or “Baby”. William loved to cook and clean on his days off. That’s where the “greatest husband” comes in. William believed that laughter was good for the soul. He enjoyed friends, family and entertaining them. He was always good for a laugh. William’s watch was always set 15-20 minutes fast because he never liked being late. We joke that Saint Peter told William he was early when he reached Heaven. Miss you and love you always!
Deb, James, Matt, Sam, Stacy, Haley, Spud and everyone that you have touched.
Pauline Pope Hoke
Pauline was born July 9, 1910 in a small village near the Catawba River in North Carolina. Her mother died at an early age and she went to live with her aunt in Statesville, NC. She married young and had two sons, one granddaughter and two great grandsons.
Pauline was a most devoted mother and grandmother. She never met a stranger. She loved to talk. She loved her church and all children. In her purse, she kept a ready supply of little airplanes she had made of candy and gum to give to the children she met. She was very talented: doing ceramics, sewing, knitting and crocheting for her friends and family. She made little caps and booties for each new baby in her church. She was a superb cook. She and her husband, Halbert, had many wonderful years together, celebrating 64 years of marriage. He preceded her in death in 1992.
Nothing made her happier than to give. She decided early in 1963 that she wanted to donate her eyes so that others might see.
Pauline was residing at a nursing home when she passed away April 19, 2005. She was 94 years of age.
Robert Edward Holland, III
July 19, 1971 – February 27, 2005
Ed died at the age of thirty-three. Although his health was not good, God blessed him with many beautiful traits.
Ed had a wonderful sense of humor and a smile that was infectious.
Ed saw love, not hatred. He saw happiness, not sadness. He saw smiles, not tears.
Ed did not graduate from high school due to his health. Therefore, he never had the opportunity to go to college and earn a degree. However he was a remarkable teacher. Ed had the gift of teaching patience and most importantly, love.
David Carroll Holloway
1951-2005
David Carroll Holloway was born on December 29, 1951 in Wilkes County to F.D. and Mary Holloway. David was married to Judy Dawson Holloway on April 2, 1971. They have three children – one son, Michael David Holloway and wife Mary, and two daughters, Rebecca Ann Lawrimore and husband William, and Judy Michelle Holloway, who preceded David in death. David has two granddaughters, Brianna Holloway and Cyanne Lawrimore, and one grandson, Justin Michael.
David was an avid fisher and hunter – he enjoyed nature and the outdoors. David was a loving husband and father. He cherished his grandchildren and loved being a grandfather. He was a self-employed mechanic; he was also a good neighbor and friend. David was always helping his neighbor with anything they needed to have done, by fixing their cars, working on their houses or sitting around listening to them talk about their problems or things that surrounded their life. When people were down and out, David’s sense of humor would make them laugh and he really got a thrill out of making someone’s day better. The community that David and Judy lived in is truly missing a good friend, neighbor and Christian. David is truly missed by his wife, family, friends and neighbors and will be remembered for his kindness, generosity and for always being there for others.
Kyle Vincent Holt
May 24, 1992 – August 24, 2005
Kyle was born in Cambridge, England and his family moved to Fayetteville, NC in 1995. He had finished middle school where he was a member of the band, football team, and track team. He made All-County two years as a tenor saxophone player and was a member of the Beta Club. He had the opportunity to march with the high school band in the first football game of the season on August 18, 2005. He played recreational football, basketball, and baseball since he was five years old.
He attended Christian Youth camps each summer as well as the E.A.A. camp in Oshkosh, Wisconsin. This is the Experimental Aircraft Association that teaches young people about aviation. Kyle’s dream was to grow up to be a pilot in the Air Force like his dad. His family and friends will remember Kyle as a loyal, compassionate person with a great sense of humor. He was loved by everyone who knew him. He made his family proud in every aspect of his life and will be greatly missed.
William “Jerry” Hood
February 21, 1951 – July 3, 2005
Jerry had two hobbies. One was fishing. He had a jon boat he kept in the back of an old ’79 Dodge van. He would fish for brim, crappie and bass. He has a 9 pound large mouth bass hanging on the wall. The thing Jerry loved most was riding his 2000 Harley Davidson Roadking. I also ride. I have a 1997 Heritage Softball. We rode many miles together. In 1998, we rode from North Carolina to Sturgis, South Dakota. From there, we rode through Wyoming, into Colorado, so we could ride through the Rocky Mountains.
I have great memories of our life together. It just ended too soon. I miss Jerry with all my heart and so do his family and friends.
James Howell, Jr.
Jimmy was a large man in size with a heart to match. He could see so many things to do, like help the men at church build handicap ramps for people they didn’t even know.
Even a “little old lady” out mowing the yard with a mower that sounded to him like it was on its last leg. He went to her and said, “Ma’am, would you mind if I kinda tune your mower a little?” When he finished, it purred like a kitten. Speaking of which, cats and dogs just loved him. Even little children – grandchildren - would pass right by Grandma and crawl in his lap and sit for hours.
He would see someone working with what he thought was a dangerous piece of equipment, and then go buy a new piece because he didn’t want any one to get hurt. He would say, “I think I’ve got something you might can use in my tool box.”
He was a wonderful husband, father and friend to all who knew him. He never met a stranger and always had kind words for everyone he met.
George Frederick “Fred” Hunter
February 9, 1937 – May 4, 2005
Fred was a giver –
He gave 22 years to his country in the military service.
He gave his love, guidance and support to his family.
He gave 19 years service to the patrons of his rural mail route.
He gave many hours of service to two rural fire departments and a rescue service.
He gave his retirement years to keeping “Dalkeith”, the family farm, available for his family to gather and visit.
In death he gave his eyes.
It is the hope of his family that his eyes will allow someone to enjoy life as Fred enjoyed it and to see life as he saw it.
