Florence Holland Hadden

Holly Kemp Hadden

Gibson, GA  – Florence Holland “Holly” Kemp Hadden, 57, loving wife of 32 years to Larry W. Hadden and devoted mother to James “Jim” Eulen Hadden and John McCoy Hadden, entered into rest Saturday evening, February 16, 2013 at her residence. Rev. Gary Hadden will officiate a celebration of her life at 5:00PM on Wednesday, February 20, 2013 on a hillside located on the farm—3222 County Line Road West, Gibson GA.

Holly was born and raised in Florida, graduating from the University of Florida and working in the Florida Cattlemen’s Association--she was noted to be the first woman to ever work for a cattle magazine. After receiving her Masters in Biology from Georgia State University in Milledgeville, she taught school in McDuffie, Washington and Glascock counties where she was very active in school and community activities—Girl Scout leader, Cheerleader sponsor, etc. After 19 years of teaching, she retired to work the farm and “ride horses”—her passion.  Holly loved going on trail rides, competitive ranch sorting, and had recently renewed her interest in English riding with intentions of competing.  Her favorite time was riding every Sunday afternoon with her best friend—her husband.  Holly was a devoted mother who cherished and supported her sons without fail.  Her loving, free-spirit will be greatly missed.

Holly was preceded in death by her father, William Holland Kemp, and her step-father, John David McCoy, Jr. Other survivors include her mother, Elizabeth Rush McCoy; two brothers, William Holland Kemp Jr. (Allison), and Bryan Lambert McCoy; two step-brothers, J. Daniel McCoy (Denise) and John David McCoy III; several nieces and nephews; and many friends.
In lieu of flowers, the family request memorial contributions be made to Glascock County Concerned Citizens for Cancer, 412 Logue Ave, Gibson GA 30810.
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Miss Me – But Let Me Go!

Edgar A. Guest

When I come to the end of the road
And the sun has set for me,
I want no rites in a gloom-filled room.
Why cry for a soul set free?
Miss me a little–but not too long
And not with your head bowed low.
Remember the love that we once shared,
Miss me–but let me go.
For this is a journey that we all must take
And each must go alone.
It's all a part of the Master's plan,
A step on the road to home.
When you are lonely and sick of heart
Go to the friends we know
And bury your sorrows in doing good deeds.
Miss Me–But Let me Go!

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