OBITUARY

Hollie C. Bowen Jr.

October 24, 1939October 4, 2021
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Hollie C. Bowen, born October 24, 1939, in Prague, Oklahoma to Hollie C. Bowen Sr. and Kathleen Horton Bowen, passed away peacefully on October 4, 2021, in the comfort of his own home, in Oklahoma City, OK.

Hollie Bowen was many things. A graduate of Wellston High School, veteran in the Army National Guard 45th Infantry, retired telephone man at Southwestern Bell in Weatherford, Oklahoma City, Clinton, and Moore for 40 years, a gardener with an incredible green thumb, master woodworker, and if you couldn't reach him by phone, he was probably "out in the kitchen baking bread". His brisket was the headliner at every family reunion and everyone loved his homemade rolls. His sons, Mark and Michael knew him to be a jack-of-all-trades with advice on any home improvement project, while his three grandkids and three great-grandkids knew him as one of the sweetest men to walk the earth. His love for his wife, Coleta Baskett, knew no limits. They met at Hollie's Drive-In in Oklahoma City and would have celebrated their 60th wedding anniversary on October 13th. They loved going on cruises together and trips to Johnnies for a burger. Anyone who has taken their picture knows that he always took a moment to admire her beautiful smile while they stood together. We sure wish we could admire his smile one last time.

Hollie is preceded in death by his mother and father, sister Betty Real, and brother William Banks.

Hollie is survived by his wife, Coleta Bowen; son, Mark and his wife LouAnn; son, Michael and his wife, Glenda; grandchildren, Holly Morrow and her husband, Chad Morrow, Madisyn Bowen, and Connor Bowen; great-grandchildren, Conlee, Gracee, and Andee Morrow, his sister, Elda Davis and her husband, Jim; brothers-in-law and sisters-in-law, Marvin & Gingy Baskett, Gwen and Roger Halverson, Donna Beyers, and Dewane Baskett, and his many beloved nieces, nephews, cousins, and Virginia cousins.

Funeral services will be held at Quail Springs Baptist Church on May Ave in Oklahoma City, OK, on Friday, October 8, 2021 at 2:00 p.m., with interment to follow at Chapel Hill Memorial Gardens with Military Honors.

The family would like to thank Traditions Hospice for their care and compassion during Hollie's last days, especially his nurses Shelly, Shannon, Mona, and Brother Bill. In lieu of flowers, please donate in Hollie's name to Quail Springs Baptist Church Food Bank, qsbc.org/care

Fond memories and expressions of sympathy may be shared at www.chapelhill-okc.com for the Bowen family.

You may join the service via livestream: https://qsbc.org/live/

  • PALLBEARERS

  • Mitch Baskett
  • L.D. Baskett
  • Monte Baskett
  • Connor Bowen
  • Eric Halverson
  • Chad Morrow

Services

  • Visitation with Reception

    Thursday, October 7, 2021

  • Family Meal

    Friday, October 8, 2021

  • Celebration of Life Service

    Friday, October 8, 2021

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  • Interment with Military Honors

    Friday, October 8, 2021

Memories

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Patty and Larry Scheer

October 8, 2021

Bowen Reunions were such fun! So good to see everyone;
and to watch how Hollie C, greeted everyone with such joy and that wonderful smile

Sue Bowen Vaughn

October 8, 2021

When we visited Oklahoma in late 80s
After taking me to the Rodeo, Hollie n Coleta had cooked a 50th birthday
Dinner for me with Hollie's famous brisket. Precious memories!
Cannot forget all the good times when they came to Va. And stayed with my brother Jay n Helen. And the Fraley Reunions. God has been so good to us.
Will surely miss that sweet nature and
Infectious smile!

Lou Ann Bowen

October 8, 2021

The first thing I noticed about Hollie when we first met years ago, was his love for Coleta. He just beamed when he looked at her. He had a great love for family, great stories, gardening and cooking. He was always kind and soft spoken. He will be greatly missed.

Linda Halverson

October 7, 2021

Uncle Hollie was a treasure and I feel truly blessed to have married into the family and get to know and be loved by him and Aunt Coleta. Both Hollie (and Coleta) treat each person they know and love as if they are THE most special person. Hollie was kind, sweet, gentle and fun and he could make you laugh with every story. I’ve never known any man with a green thumb like his (I always treasured the gifts I received from their garden) and WOW could he work his way around a kitchen. He even shared his famous brisket recipe with me over the phone (when we lived in Germany), but mine never turned out like his. One time Hollie gave my momma some of the Asian gourds he grew and didn’t know what to do with, she was thrilled (and she still talks about it all these years later). When I would go in for a greeting hug, he would always say “well hello Linda, you look pretty today”. But, my favorite thing about Hollie (by far), is how much he cherished his bride, Coleta, and how much he adored his children and grandchildren, it showed in his face, every time he looked at them, every single time. I love you Aunt Coleta and praying for your heart, for the loss of your one true love. ❤️🙏

Cherry Doolittle

October 7, 2021

Coleta I want you and your family to know how sorry I am for your loss. I know that Hollie was your rock and best friend as you were his. You are one of the sweetest ladies I know so it breaks my heart knowing the pain you’re in. You and Hollie have been such dear friends of my mom and she has so many fond memories of spending time with you… the cruises, sharing goodies from your garden and all of the wonderful meals you cooked. May you find peace in the days ahead knowing that Hollie is finally at peace . My love, thoughts and prayers are with you and your family.

Glenda Bowen

October 7, 2021

I feel like I hit the jackpot when I married Mike and gained Hollie and Coleta as my in-laws. They have always made me feel like family. I loved hearing Hollie's stories from his days as a telephone man, eating his cooking, and admiring his garden. You can tell the kind of father he was by the love and respect his sons have for him. His face would always light up whenever we would come for a visit, especially if the grandkids were there. He had a way of making each one of them feel like his favorite. Life won't be the same without him.

Mary Hansen

October 6, 2021

Coleta.. my heart aches for you as you face the loss of you beloved Hollie.. I have so many wonderful memories of days when you would call me and said Mary I just fixed a lunch of every thing from Hollies garden, we want you come over and join us.. the food was always so delicious and Coleta alway had baked pie or cake for dessert… they were the kindest sweetest loving couple, Hollie will be forever missed .. may God bless you Coleta and give you the the strength you will need to heal and move forward🛐


Pat Horton

October 6, 2021

Love you and want you ty o know that I am praying for you.

Bonnie White

October 6, 2021

Dear Coleta and family,
Leland and I have fond memories of special times we shared with both of you. Hollie was always so kind. The last time I saw him we were at the Cooperton Reunion. He talked to me a long time and his love for you came shining through in the twinkle in his eyes as he told me what you two had been doing.
May your memories of Hollie be a beacon of light reflecting the love and happiness he gave to everyone. We pray for God to bring peace and comfort to your broken hearts.
Bonnie White
Leland White

Mary Sterbenz

October 6, 2021

Coleta and family: my heartfelt condolences go to you all. I know you will miss him terribly but always remember the wonderful memories you have from years past, and keep them close to your heart. Hollie will be watching over you Coleta. GOD bless you.

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Biography

To the one I was named after...
To the one that always had a funny joke.
To the one that always said, “There’s my Beautiful Girl”
To the one that always made sure my car was filled with gas.
To the one that cooked like nobody’s business.
To the one that always said, “Come stay the night and bring the girls”.
To the one that always let me sleep with Grandma when I was little and in my old age.
To the one that slipped me money until your last breath.
To the one that was always happy to see us.
To the one that started my coffee addiction at a very young age.
To the one that was always seeing about his family.
To the one that could build and fix literally anything.
To the one that never held a grudge.
To the one that loved your family fierce.
To the one that was more of a night owl than I am.
To the one that drove like a turtle my entire life.
To the one that always had the most beautiful garden and flowers.
To the one that I loved so very much, you will be so missed. My heart is broken, but I know you’re enjoying it this very moment. You were the best!

By: Holly Bowen - Granddaughter





My grandpa was a man of many talents. He was an amazing woodworker, who could build elaborately designed mailboxes and birdhouses. He could fix almost any problem you could ever have around the house. In the many gardens he raised, he was a sower of seeds, and puller of weeds. He could make some of the most delicious bread and dinner rolls you’ve ever eaten, and he could cook some of the best brisket you’ve ever had. He was funny, witty, and had an incredible sense of humor. He always had a story he could tell you, whether it was one you never heard before, or one you’ve heard so many times you could repeat it verbatim. If you were ever in a big group setting and he started to tell one, any other conversations going around would stop. Anyone within earshot wanted to make sure they caught every word of it, because they knew that whatever was coming, it was gonna be good. One of the stories he used to tell me went back to when I was too little to remember it, but old enough to talk. Grandpa got this great idea to go to the store, and buy a red wagon so he could sit me in it and pull me around. And so he went and bought the wagon, he brought it home, he got it all unpacked and ready to go, he sat me down in it, and right as he started pulling me, something unexpected happened. I looked up at him, and said, “I want grandma to pull me!”
Thinking about it, it feels so strange that I said that, because ever since I can remember Grandpa was someone that when you were around him, you felt nothing could go wrong. He was always so easy-going and he always made you feel like he knew what he was doing. If he ever saw you looking at him, he would give you his signature smile. Grandpa’s smile was so distinct. With that toothy grin and those twinkling eyes, you always felt like he was happy to be around you. When he laughed, his whole chest would bounce up and down with his laughter. Grandpa could always change whatever mood you were in with one of his smiles, and one of his many jokes. You couldn’t help but smile when he smiled. You couldn’t help but laugh when he told you something funny.
On top of all of this though, Grandpa was a devoted family man. Anything he could help you with he would. He lent tools, slipped us grandkids gas money, bought beautiful jewelry for grandma, and he made sure to spoil us grandkids rotten. He loved seeing us happy. He was one of the most selfless people I’ve ever known. But the most important thing grandpa gave to us was himself. He was the greatest gift we could have asked for. Even though he’s gone, the love and kindness he showed will stay with me forever, and it will live on in everyone else who was fortunate enough to know him. The last time I got to tell my grandpa I love you was Sunday, and I wish I could say it just one more time to him right now. One day though, it will happen. One day, I’ll get to see him again. I’ll get to see his smile, hear his laugh, hug him again, and tell him I love you. Except this time, I’ll get to do it forever. I love you Grandpa. Rest easy, and I’ll see you again someday.

By: Connor Bowen - Grandson



Hello, My name is Madisyn and Hollie was my grandpa. I have heard so many new stories that I had either never heard before, or wasn't old enough to hear before within the past week or two. When I sat down to think about my own stories with Grandpa and to write what I wanted to say about him, I kept thinking of the little things that will always make me think of him. So I've come up with a short list of ten things about him that I'll miss.

1. He was so incredibly organized. If you have ever been in his workshop, every single drawer is labeled and tool in it's place. This is something that I unfortunately did not inherit.
2. He loved Kenny g. This is something that I've recently found out about him, because he has three of the same album by his stereo. I figure that he must have really loved careless whisper to have three CDs of that saxophone man.
3. He could rock a fleece zip up vest. He looked so handsome in them. He looked handsome in everything, but especially a fleece zip-up vest.
4. He was always so cautious. He would not leave the driveway until everybody in the car had their seatbelt buckled and insisted that Grandma and I turn off the Christmas lights while we hung them on the tree. Grandma and I pretended to listen to him and then plugged them back in when he left the room. In our defense, nobody got electrocuted.
5. Along those same lines, whenever It was Christmas or somebody's birthday and they needed a pocket knife to open up a gift, he would always have a pocket knife but would never let you use it. "You'll cut yourself!"
6. Anything about woodworking, gardening, bread making, or even how long you cook a brisket to make it perfect, you could ask and he would know the answer. He was an expert on so many things. His chili recipe is my favorite ever.
7. In elementary school when they would have donuts for dads and my dad couldn't go because of work, grandpa would come so that I didn't miss it. Also because of the free donuts.
8. Speaking of sweets. I knew that if I ever had the slightest bit of an upset stomach at school, I could call Grandpa and he would come pick me up in his red Jeep and on our way back to the house stop and get me and him a chocolate shake and fries from braum's. Chocolate shakes were kind of our thing.
9. Anytime I saw him, he would say "well lookie there" and when we left he would say "y'all take care".
10. And probably my most favorite thing about my grandpa, is that he was my grandpa. And I will miss him.

Thanks for coming. Y'all take care.