RICHLAND HILLS -- Lyn Clark Holman, loving mother, grandmother, great-grandmother, sister and friend passed away Thursday, June 2, 2011 at the age of 66.
Memorial service: 11 a.m. Saturday, June 18, 2011 in Brown, Owens & Brumley's Joe B. Brown Memorial Chapel.
Lyn was born August 30, 1944 to Burnam and Jacquelyn Holman in San Antonio.
Lyn is preceded in death by her parents; and son, Matthew Copeland.
Survivors: Daughter, Cynthia Bryan; grandsons, Patrick and Nicholas Bryan; granddaughter, Natalie Bryan; great-grandson, Gavin Bryan; brother Kirk Holman; and many friends.
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A remembrance related to the passing of Lyn Clark Holman, Class of 1962, by Charlene (McLaughlin) Reams Manning, Class of 1962
My dear friend and classmate Lyn Clark Holman (DRHS Class of '62) has passed on to the next life after a courageous battle with cancer. With her in those last days were her daughter Cindy, her grandchildren and one great-grandchild, and her faithful caretaker and brother, Kirk Holman (DRHS Class of '61).
When I arrived at Del Rio High in 1959, Lyn was one of the first to reach out to me. I was kind of socially awkward and way behind what high schoolers in Del Rio were doing. I was out of my element and it showed. Lyn and I became fast friends. She showed me the ropes, taught me a lot about customs in Del Rio and what I needed to do to fit in better. We had many High School adventures together with our three other girlfriends. After graduation, Lyn and I went on to room together at The University of Texas, trying out the coed life. Later, back home in Del Rio and working, we briefly lived together in a rent house with our high school friend Patti McBee. We were single gals, on our own, having a blast, like Laverne and Shirley in Happy Days.
Later Lyn and I were both in Southern California off and on for the Viet Nam situation. My husband, Rusty Reams was Navy and Lyn's brother Kirk and her husband Ed were Marines. It was another big, exciting and sometimes tough experience that the two of us shared. Then military service was over and we were all back in Texas, and the babies were coming along. Lyn and Ed settled in Houston. Rusty and I went home to Del Rio. Children came along, Lyn and I kept in touch, saw each other from time to time, and the years flew by.
In 2003, Lyn got on the phone and organized a meet for our little group of five High School gal pals. Lyn, Patti and I drove to Del Rio and met with Linda Appleton and had ourselves a Ya-Ya Weekend. We were the "sisterhood" again. We made a scrapbook with old clippings and photos from high school, and decorated hats for wearing whenever the Ya-Ya's could get together. We drove around Del Rio and noted all the old landmarks and the progress. We talked long distance to Jan Ward, the missing Ya-Ya. We renewed a very old connection, and once again declared our friendship worthy of maintaining into old age. It was one of those unique and wonderful happy moments that stay with you for the rest of your life.
When I learned of Lyn's illness, it was a heart burden day by day, with the ensuing time of awful treatments and terrible illness that gave rise to much prayer on her behalf. It was my privilege to write to her many times, when she was just too weak to communicate by phone. So, I kept the cards and letters going out!
The loss of my friend will be felt by many of the old Wildcats, but I think very few more than myself. For me it was always like family when we saw each other, no matter how long it had been since the last time. Without a doubt, she is one of my "best friends forever."