Hollander Family:  So sorry for your loss.  Happened to see the notice in the Bradenton Herald.  I've lived in Bradenton for over 40 years, and find more and more folks from the Brookhaven High School group here or have family here.  Again, my deepest sympathies for your loss.  Diane Barcus

Alice and Rick,
  So sorry to hear of Dick's passing. Loved him as a Dentist and a fellow horseman. My prayers will be you. 
Hugs,
Jana (Droddy) Shipley

Alice, Rick and Family; I am so sorry to hear of Dick's passing. I was one of his,  "hired hands" at the farm. What good times we had those many years ago. I still talk about those days with Steve, Mike and Vic. We all remember Alice and Dick fondly and regret that we lost track of them the last thirty years. I have not met anyone who I thought any more of than Dick and Alice. I feel guilty to have had that much fun and got paid at the same time. God bless all of you in this time of loss.

Mrs. Hollander, Rick & Family,
Please accept my sincere sympathy on the passing of your Husband & Father.  I remember my Mother taking my sister and I to Dr. Hollander's office on Hudson.  We were not thrilled at all. Once in his chair it seemed all "fears" disappeared.  He was by all means the "gentle dentist".  We did not have to pay upon entering his office, like in today's world.  I don't recall how long it took my Mom to pay off our bill, but whatever she could afford monthly was " OK" with Dr. Hollander & his office.

With fond remembrance,

Linda Nyswaner Garrett

God Bless/RIP,to ALL who served in WWII. The USA would NOT be as it is today. Thank YOU for your service,Lt.Hollander........ And Semper Fi.Sir.

THE DUKE IS HERE
My brother was Richard until he entered High School and was called "Dick" or occasionally "Duke."
Richard as a preschooler never cared for our Dad's breakfast. Every day we had skillet sized pancakes and fried eggs. Richard would not eat the yolks so I inherited egg yolks for several years.
Since Richard's birthday was June 1924, he was 3 years behind me in High School. He carved out a very impressive image as a "10 Letter Man" in sports and was class president. His friend Ira Parsegian were in opposite football high schools but were all city standouts. They remained friends even after Ira left Akron and became a well known football manager for an Ohio team. 
My recollection of young years with Richard was regular attendance at the "Movies." We went 2-3 times per month at the Majestic Theater on Main Street in Akron. It was a 30 minute walk from our home on Long Street. We spent 31/2 hours starting about 5;30pm. We watched the Pathe News, Coming Attractions, Wheeler and Woolsey comedy, short subject of some place in the USA, a Serial episode and two feature films. All this for 10 cents. At one movie Richard had the winning door prize ticket. He went up on stage and was told he had to answer a question. The question was the drawing of a symbol. Richard who was very small at the time said, "That is a drugstore symbol." He was right and we won the big prize, a bushel basket of groceries. 
By then it was late and we walked home after stopping for a 3 cent ice cream cone which we shared from People's Drug. It was dark, could be cold or snowing and Richard was tired. I put him on my back and carried him home sound asleep.
I was working at Good Year as Richard continued his educational pursuits at Ohio State until he joined the Air corps Cadet Training. 
All the above gave Richard now "Dick" the courage and determination to command 17 B-17 missions into Europe/Germany until WWII ended. Dick is now in Pilot Heave where he will join his flying comrades.
Perhaps the wisest decision Dick made was to marry Alice. They were together 67 years and raised a wonderful son Rick and extended family. I think his devotion to family is the best tribute to his legacy and life.
Brother Eugene Hollander

Dear Aunt Alice and Family,

Ron and I will cherish the time we were able to visit you in the past 10 years in Florida. Together we learned more about the Hollander family than we had ever known. We also grew to appreciate and love "Uncle Dick" and his outgoing and loving personality. He could not do enough for us when we visited even though sometimes he did not feel well himself. Thank you for these special memories. I will think of you every time I see your favorite Sees Chocolates.
"Uncle Dick," we learned to be inclusive of everyone like you. Take care as you fly loops in heaven.
Love, your niece Susan Willis and Ron Willis

My brother was "Richard" until he entered High School and was called "Dick" or occasionally Duke. Richard never cared for our dad's breakfast of one huge pancake, skillet size and fried eggs. He would not eat the yolks. I ate the egg yolks for him for years.
In High School he carved out a very impressive image as a "10 Letter Man" in sports and was class president. He and Ira Parsegian were friends and on opposite football high school teams and were both all city standouts. He and Ira remained friends for many years.  Ira coached an Ohio football team.
My early recollection of Richard was regular attendance to the "movies" 2-3 times a month at the Majestic Theater on Main St. About a 30 minute walk from our home. We spent 3 or more hours starting at 5:30 with Pathe News, coming attractions, Wheeler and Woosley comedy, short subject, a serial. and two feature films."Hoot Gibson" was Richard's favorite. All this for 10cents. Starting home we stopped at People's Drug Store for a 3cent ice cream cone which we shared. It is now dark and cold with maybe snow or rain and Richard was very tired. I then got him on my back and carried him home sound asleep. 
Richard entered Ohio State at some point followed by Aircorp Cadet Training. 
All above gave Richard now" Dick" the courage and determination to command 17 B-17 missions into Europe/Germany until WWII ended. 
Dick has now entered "pilot" heaven with his flying comrades.
Perhaps the wisest decision Dick made was to marry Alice. They were together for 67 years and raised a fine son and extended family. His devotion to family is the best mark of his life.
Love, from your brother Eugene

One of my great gifts in life was the opportunity to reconnect with Uncle Dick in recent years.  He had a huge influence on my life.  All at once gregarious, enthusiastic, fearless, inquisitive, talkative and energetic, he set the standard on how to live in so many ways.  I loved hearing his stories about growing up in Tennessee and Ohio as they helped to round out my understanding of myself and my family history.  He may be gone from this world, but he'll always have a place in my heart.

Rick, Jo and family - We remember your Dad as  a caring person dedicated to his profession.  He would make time for you on his schedule and had a "payment plan".  Our thoughts are with you and yours.  RIP Dr. Hollander.  Jill & Brady

Dr. Hollander and  Alice,
My children and I are college grads today because of the influence/cajoling/threats/admonitions of Dick and Alice. I was the first of my family to graduate from college. When my children came along, it was always "When" you go to college; not "if" you go to college. 

When my own father died years ago on a November day; the following Father's Day I sent Dick and Uncle Don Father's Day cards thanking them for caring enough to bust our butts when needed regarding all of life's choices.

I'm going to include in this tribute a short poem titled, "In Flander's Fields" and while it was written during WWl; to me it holds special relevance for each veteran of the Greatest Generation. RIP Dr. Hollander
Love,
Denny

In Flanders Fields 
By: Lieutenant Colonel John McCrae, MD (1872-1918) 
Canadian Army 
In Flanders Fields the poppies blow 
Between the crosses row on row, 
That mark our place; and in the sky 
The larks, still bravely singing, fly 
Scarce heard amid the guns below. 
We are the Dead. Short days ago 
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow, 
Loved and were loved, and now we lie 
In Flanders fields. 
Take up our quarrel with the foe: 
To you from failing hands we throw 
The torch; be yours to hold it high. 
If ye break faith with us who die 
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow 
In Flanders fields.

Be not sorrowful when I die.
I have fought a hard bitter battle.
The prize of rest is mine,
earned through pain and strife.
Be not sad for the prize of 
peace is finally mine.

"Some people come into our lives and quickly go but there are those rare few who leave foot prints on our heart and we are never ever the same". 
Dr. Hollander was "one of those rare individuals"! He not only touched my heart but like many of Rick's friends who we're fortunate enough to know him he made us better individuals. Whether it was the "one on one" lectures/conversations while in his chair and getting your teeth worked on or at the Hollander homestead eating one of Mrs. Hollander's famous sandwiches, the Doc always made sure each of us were on the right track and going in the correct direction. 
Those talks, words of encouragement and suggestions have stayed with me as well as made me the person I am today.
I want to extend my deepest sympathy but please remember, Dr. Hollander will always be with each and everyone of us. If you want to hear him just stop and listen to your heart.

OBITUARY

Richard Dick H. Hollander D.D.S.

June 17, 1924 – August 17, 2014

Robert Toale & Sons Funeral Home at Manasota Memorial Park

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