Showing posts with label Kathy Holliman. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Kathy Holliman. Show all posts

Sunday, September 13, 2020

From my Sister's Attic, Part 1

by Glenn N. Holliman


The First of a Number of Photographs from an Attic - 

Three Generations in 1952


First row, left to right, Glenn, Pam and Becky Holliman.  Second row, Motie, Ulyss, Pearl and Gerry Holliman.  Back row, Ralph holding Kathy.

Recently my two sisters, Rebecca L. Holliman Payne and Alice Holliman Murphy found the above photograph in one of my late father's scrapbooks.  Bishop and Ralph, two sons,  of Ulyss and Pearl Caine Holliman posed with their parents, wives and children at Bishop and Gerry Stansbery Holliman's house in Trussville, Alabama. The time may have been early spring on a Sunday afternoon judging by the formality of the clothing.

Both Ralph and Bishop, my father, World War II veterans, took advantage of the G.I. Bill for college education and by 1952 were launched on careers in business and government.  Both would do well, and unlike so many in the 21st Century stayed with one company (Ralph - American Bakeries and Bishop - the Social Security Administration) their entire working careers. Both men moved their families many times as promotions and more responsibilities came.  

The families enjoyed the incredible economic post-war boom that pushed the American standard of living to record heights.

The four children pictured above all attended college and graduate school in the 1960s and 70s and developed careers in education, social services, publications and church.  The girls, unlike their mothers and their grandmother, worked outside of the home as did the majority of women in the latter part of the 20th Century.

Presaging his son's experiences, Ulyss moved his family for economic reasons during World War I from Fayette, Alabama to Birmingham.  Raised on a farm, Ulyss married Pearl in 1906, farmed and later worked in a lumber yard.  By 1914 with four children to feed (Melton, Vena, Euhal and Loudelle), Ulyss move his family to Irondale and found employment with the Birmingham Electric Company repairing street cars.  Three more children were born: Bishop 1919, Virignia 1922 and Ralph 1924.  Ulyss retired in 1949 and died in 1965. 

When Ulyss was born in 1884, there were no automobiles, telephones, electricity, radio, television or airplanes.  When he passed away men circled the earth in spacecraft and computers were crunching numbers.  Never in human history had there been so much technological change as during the life time of my grandfather.


More on Trussville, a suburb of Birmingham

The Bishop and Gerry Holliman house in Trussville, Alabama, built 1937, purchased by in 1950 was sold in 1952 when my father's new employment in the Social Security system resulted in a transfer to Johnson City, Tennessee.  The address is 207 Oak Street and the neighborhood is today a National Historical District. The house sold in 1952 for $8,000.

The City of Trussville web site records that 287 residential units were built between 1936 and 1938 as part of the New Deal federal programs to provide housing, employment and stimulate the economy still suffering from the Great Depression.  The 615 acre suburban development was constructed on land unsuitable for farming, the former 'Slag Heap Village' taking its unpleasant name from the metal waste from a former iron furnace.  

"The homes were sturdily built with indoor plumbing, running water, electricity and amenities rare at the time in much of Alabama" records the city web site.  Parks, paved streets and sidewalks were the norm.  "Trussville children in the 50s enjoyed an uncomplicated, small-town life. Children entertained themselves by walking up and down the street playing on the Mall, and swimming in the Cahaba.  Most of families has only one car or no vehicle, but a bus went daily into Birmingham in the morning and came back that afternoon."

Trussville incorporated in 1947, absorbing both the Cahaba Village (the development) and 'Old Trussville.  The next year, the government deeded all park property to the town. 




Sunday, March 17, 2019

Lost Pictures Found of the 1968 Reunion, Part 2

by Glenn N. Holliman


1968 - A Summer of Discontent 

For those of us old enough to remember 1968, it was a wretched year.  Two political assassinations, inter-cities burning due to unresolved racial strive, an angry presidential election season, a war bitterly dividing a nation and the resulting tragedy of hundreds of young Americans and Vietnamese dying weekly.

I was thin as a rail, newly married, just graduated from college and headed for graduate school in history.  Current events intervened and Uncle Sam called me (read drafted) for military duty.  That July 1968, my young wife, Lynn, and I traveled to Gadsden, Alabama  from our home in Tennessee where I boarded a bus, traveled to Montgomery's military receiving station and passed my physical.  In August, I stepped across a line swearing to defend the Constitution from all enemies, foreign and domestic.  Six months later I was in Vietnam.

Below, left to right, Motie, Ralph's wife, myself,
 Lynn and my sister, Becky, all of 18 in the background.



That July, 1968  E.C. and Mary Daly Herrin opened their home and spacious grounds for a Holliman family reunion.  Grandpa Uylss Holliman had died in 1965, and three years later a number of his children and their offspring gathered in Irondale, Alabama.  This was a happy respite for me, facing a difficult immediate future.  I remember the picnic as it was yesterday and not a half century ago.

Patti Holliman Hairston, Melton and Ida's daughter, was present with her first child, Holly.


Virginia Holliman Cornelius in the foreground.  In 1968, Virginia was an up and coming banker en route career-wise to become in her time the highest ranking female banking executive in Alabama history. My mother, Gerry, stands behind her and E.C. Herrin in background.


For some reason Charles and Loudelle Holliman Ferrell and Ralph Holliman posed with arms folded.  Ralph's daughter Kathy, holds his arm.  Something about Holliman formality.  It was a time with men dressed in white shirts and ties for a picnic.  That would change in a generation.



Vena Holliman Daly, the matriarch of the family at that time, below with her niece, Carol Cornelius.  Carol now lives with her husband Chuck Morton in retirement village for North Americans in Mexico.  


For some reason fate decried that of all the male cousins, I drew the straw to go to blighted war in South East Asia.  As a result of passing my physical (half in my group failed), I was soon at Fort Benning, Georgia.  The brief Alabama reunion in the rear view mirror, it was a time of testing and maturing. 

Funny, I still feel naive and still trying to develop a bit of wisdom, this being 50 plus years later.  I wonder if the many grandchildren of Ulyss and Pearl Caine Holliman have similar thoughts as we climb remorselessly into our very senior years?


By late October 1968, basic training was over (above), and even thinner,  I was soon en route to advanced training at Ft. Dix, New Jersey and Ft. Hamilton, New York.  By February 1, 1969, I was with the 1st Infantry Division north of Saigon, along with another 500,000 young Americans in an ill-fated attempt to intervene in an Asian civil war.

Next posting, back to World War II, and how our Alabama family held up during the crushing year of 1944.







Saturday, July 12, 2014

Ralph Holliman's 90th Birthday

by Glenn N. Holliman

Friends and Family gather to Celebrate a Milestone....July 2014

The youngest of the seven children of Ulyss (1884-1965) and Pearl Caine Holliman (1888-1955) observed his 90th birthday surrounded by friends and family in Gulf Shores, Alabama recently.  Speaking emotionally to over 70 guests at a birthday luncheon, Ralph Holliman, retired corporate executive, father of two and grandfather of one, said "he could not believe he was 90", and "must be the luckiest man alive".  

Ralph grew up in Irondale, Alabama and served in the European theater during World War II.  For sixty years, he was married to the late Motie Chism Holliman (1925-2003).  Below after their wedding in 1943 in front of the Robert W. Daly, Sr. home on 3rd Avenue North, Irondale.   Ralph entered the U.S. Army shortly after the marriage, and did not return home until 1945.  





Below, left to right: Ralph with his lovely wife of seven years, Laura; daughter Pam Holliman, grand daughter Rachel Harbour and front son-in-law Tim Donald, (not shown) Kathy Holliman's husband.  Ninety candles blazed on the cake while the caterer (background) stood by with a fire extinguisher!


Known for his wry and understated sense of humor,
Ralph boldly sported a 'Happy Birthday' cake chapeau
during much of the event!
           
Ralph and his first wife, Motie, were blessed with two talented daughters and grand daughter.

Kathy (left) is a professional writer and Pam (right) a seminary professor.  Kathy's daughter, Rachel, edits art history publications for a Boston publisher.







Relatives in attendance on a glorious summer day were seated left to right: Pam Holliman, Ralph Holliman, Laura Holliman, Kathy Holliman and Rachel Harbour.  Back rows: Terri Heyduk, Jean Holliman, Wally Allen (back row), Tommie Holliman Allen (partially obscured by the candles!), Chuck Morton, Carol Cornelius Morton, Nancy Ferrell, Charles H. Ferrell, Glenn Holliman and Tim Donald.

Bishop Holliman, Ralph's 94 year old brother, had planned to attend but had complications that prohibited his visitation from Indiana.  The two brothers survive from siblings of seven - Melton (1908-1958), Vena (1909-1990), Euhal (1912-1986), Loudell (1914-1999) and Virginia (1922-2011).  Below, Ralph and Bishop Holliman in the 1980s.

Next posting, back to World War II and its impact on the Holliman family of Alabama....

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Sunday, May 27, 2012

Ulyss and Pearl Caine Holliman and their Descendants

The Seventh Child of Ulyss and Pearl Caine Holliman, 
William Ralph Holliman, Part IX
by Glenn N. Holliman

Ralph and Motie Holliman were blessed with two talented and gifted daughters.  Pam has a doctorate in religious studies and today teaches at a seminary in Chicago.  Her career track has included professional counseling and director of not-for-profits.  Below in the 1990s, Ralph, Motie and Virginia Holliman Cornelius.



Left in the middle 2000s, Ralph, Kathy, Pam and Kathy's daughter, Rachel Harbour.
To the right are Kathy, Rachel and Kathy's husband, Tim Donald.  Rachel and Tim live in Philadelphia where both are writers and publishers for medical and scientific publications.  Earlier in her career, Kathy taught school and wrote for the Bangor, Maine Daily News.  
Below, Ralph visits with Pam in her Chicago seminary office in 2010.

Motie passed away in 2003 after 60 years of marriage.  In 2007, Ralph was fortunate to meet a widow, Laura Stanley, who has brightened his life in countless ways.  

This ends our biographies of the seven children of Ulyss and Pearl Caine Holliman. In future postings, we shall dig deeper into the history and culture in which the family lived.

Monday, April 30, 2012

Ulyss and Pearl Caine Holliman and their Descendants

The Seventh Child of Ulyss and Pearl Caine Holliman
William Ralph Holliman, 1924, Part VI
by Glenn N. Holliman


Success in Corporate America


There were three war time marriages in the Ulyss and Pearl Holliman family – Virginia and Walter Cornelius in January 1942, Ralph and Motie Chism in February 1943 and Bishop and Geraldine Stansbery in June 1945. 

Below, two new sister-in-laws, Motie and Gerry Holliman, Bishop’s wife, in Irondale, Alabama in front of the Holliman home at 2300 3rd Avenue,  February 1945.



With the war over, Ralph took the G.I. Bill and returned to Birmingham-Southern College.  Motie and Ralph joined in the production of Baby Boomers when in 1947, their first child, Pamela Holliman was born. Katherine, a second daughter, entered the world in 1951.  With his family growing, Ralph took a job as a clerk with the local branch of the American Bakery Company in Birmingham.  It was a fateful choice as Ralph’s skills were appreciated, and he began a career of 37 years with the same company.

It is tempting to see something of Ralph’s career in William H. Whyte’s best selling book The Organizational Man, a 1950s treatise on corporate America and the men (yes, mainly men at that time although his sister, Virginia Holliman Cornelius, was a pioneering exception) who ran America’s businesses.  With each promotion and increase in responsibilities, heads of households had to move their families from branch office to branch plant and so forth. 

During their marriage Motie and Ralph moved 17 times, and Pam attended seven schools by the 7th grade!  The cities tumbled by: New Orleans, Jacksonville, Birmingham, Rocky Mount, North Carolina, Atlanta, Dallas and finally Chicago which became their home for 22 years. In 1993, Motie and Ralph moved to their retirement home in Gulf Shores, Alabama, where Ralph lives to this day.

The U.S. economy was rapidly expanding, along with a population demanding televisions, appliances, air conditioning, bigger and newer automobiles and houses.  The consumer age was born, and the GDP of America kept going up, up and up.
Ralph Holliman in the company attire of his generation – white shirt and tie.  No computer on his desk in this early 1950s photograph.  Letters were done by dictation, generally to the female secretary. Direct dial telephones spread rapidly in the 1950s, and one no longer had to wait for an operator.  Hard to believe in the 21st Century, but families and businesses often had to share a party-line, that is one could pick up the telephone and hear a conversation of others on the ‘line’.  And the phone would not be available until that person had finished their call!


Next - the 1950s....