Hollis invented, built, promoted and sold a Grain Saver device that attached to a John Deere combine. This device paid for itself over and over because of the grain it saved by keeping it from being thrown out the back end of the combine along with the straw. Adjustments were made each time the John Deere Company came out with a new model.
Hollis grew up east of Beecher Island and south of Laird. Many farmers from the 3 corners area knew him.
Hollis passed away in his sleep during the night on October 10, 2006. He had not been ill. He had been opening the senior center where he lived each morning. He was 88 years old. His funeral will be October 20, 2006 at 2:00 p.m. at the Seventh-day Adventist Church with burial at Grandview Cemetery in Wray, CO.
October 11, 2006
Here is a copy of what God helped me write today. The inspiration came in the middle of the night when there were no distractions. I scribbled the lines on paper in the dark as they came or I never remember them very long. This afternoon I typed it into Word and revised and added to it.
HOLLIS
A happy, bright eyed little boy with smiles for everyone,
Grew up beside Dry Willow Creek. There, life, to him, was fun.
Five older siblings, mom and dad, made up a sum of eight.
And life to him was never dull – much to investigate.
His active mind and eager will, would culminate some day
In making him a *livelihood. Work, to him, was play.
Meanwhile, just over the mountain there lived two beauties, twins.
‘Tween them, with brother Darrel, a romance soon begins.
Then Darrel chose for his own bride the twin named, Marie May.
And Hollis loved the other one – the one they all called “Fay.”
So now, a host of relatives and friends are here today
To celebrate the life of one, to whom, we, tribute pay.
It’s hard to write a tribute, sad, for he loved life so much.
For everyone, who came his way, received a caring touch.
He radiated cheerfulness. No one was left ignored.
He had good words for everyone that made them feel adored.
(meaning “special”)
He loved to play harmonica. He never left home without it.
And if you’ve ever heard him play, you’ll not forget about it.
He wrote the songs you’ll hear today. He wrote them from his heart.
So ponder well the message there, as for a while, we part.
We’ll miss this great man very much. He means so much to all.
He’s resting now in Jesus – awaits the “come forth” call.
Each one of you, who read these lines, has memories galore.
May they inspire a great desire to meet once more on yonder shore.
(*Fisher Grain Saver)
--Written and submitted by an appreciative sister-in-law - Floy Fisher Ruggles
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