Holbrook (Holy) Miller Boruck died as he wanted to – at home with loved ones in Bakersfield California. He often said “I’ve lead a great life!” and he had.
Holy was the second son of Leland Miller and Mildred Ellen Boruck, born December 21, 1927 in San Jose, California. He fondly recalled riding his bike all over the area exploring, fishing and working in the orchards. He was in the first class to attend Lincoln High School where he worked in the Victory Garden, was Captain of the football team (his number still hangs in the gym) and Student Body President. He went on to graduate Stanford University where he continued playing football.
He loved watching and following college football his whole life, planning his schedule around certain coaches or teams. His knowledge of the game and coaching strategy made it very enjoyable to watch the games with him.
His interest in learning continued all his life. He became a teacher; first teaching in Castro Valley Ca, then was a teacher and counselor at Yuba College where he spent the rest of his career.
Holy had a keen interest in the ethics of politics and finances his whole life. He was involved in uncovering a financial fraud at Yuba College, and throughout his life sent political and financial information he felt was important to family friends.
Holy always delighted in being outdoors, especially in the national parks. In retirement the wanderlust bug hit him hard. He bought a motor home to live in and hit the road for many years. He traveled all over the Western states from Alaska to Nevada. He felt free, met many wonderful people and often said these were the most enjoyable years of his life.
Holy did not want a memorial ceremony. His wishes are to have his ashes mixed with his beloved dogs’ ashes – Digger I, Digger II and Baby Boy – and spread on one of his favorite fishing river in Washington.
Unique is a good word to describe Holy. He was loved and missed by many and his loss is dearly felt by his four daughters who loved him deeply – Rebecca M. Jones, Holly A. Boruck, Alisa G.L. Dodge and Jennifer (Jennie) E. Boruck.
Remember me when I am gone away,
Gone far away into the silent land;
When you can go no more hold me by the hand,
Nor I half turn to go yet turning stay.
Remember me when no more day by day
You tell me of our future that you planned:
Only remember me; you understand
It will be late to counsel then or pray.
Yet if you should forget me for a while
And afterwards remember, do not grieve:
For if the darkness and corruption leave
A vestige of the thoughts that once I had,
Better by far you should forget and smile
Than that you should remember and be sad.
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