Charles Holladay Shumway


August 25, 1920 - November 6, 2011

Charles Holladay Shumway, long-time Powell resident and life-long farmer, passed away of natural causes at the North Big Horn Hospital, Lovell, on November 6, 2011.

Charles was born in Penrose, Wyoming on August 25, 1920. He was the youngest of nine children to Hyrum and Rosabell Shumway. He was a graduate of Powell High School participating on the varsity football team. On May 5, 1941 he married the love of his life, Margaret Gillett in Red Lodge, Montana, thus celebrating their 70th wedding anniversary this past May. Charles and Margaret settled in the Powell Flat where they raised their four children on the farm. He was devoted to his farming, along with feeding lambs in the winter time. From the time when he was old enough to help his family farm to after he retired and helped his sons, he had never given up his dedication to farming. Charles enjoyed spending time with his family and traveling to the mountains. During the winter season his favorite trips were to Hawaii.

Charles is survived by his spouse; four children: Douglas (Sandi) Shumway, Sharon Shumway, Shirley (Denny) Benson, and Daniel (Dianne) Shumway; seven grandchildren; Chuck Shumway, Kelly (Clint) Thronburg, Karen (Lee) Elton, Sheldon (Sheila) Sankey, Shelly (Jim) Kindt, Susan Shumway, and Cindy Shumway; eleven great-grandchildren: Quinn Shumway, Brook (Ben) Loyning, C.J. Thronburg, Tiffany Thronburg, Leslie Thronburg, Casey Elton, Cory Elton, Bradley Sankey, Breydon Sankey, Tayler Kindt, and Hunter Kindt; two great-great grandchildren: Will Loyning and Sam Loyning. He was predeceased by eight siblings and a great granddaughter, Taylor Shumway.

He will be laid to rest in Crown Hill Cemetery, Powell, Wyoming.

The family wishes to thank the caregivers at New Horizons Care Center and North Big Horn Hospital, Lovell, Wyoming.

Miss Me But Let Me Go

When I come to the end of the day,

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 we once shared---

Miss me, but let me go.

For this is a journey we all must take,

And each must go alone.

It's all part of the maker's plan,

A step on the road to home.

When you are lonely and sick at heart

Go to the friends we know.

And bury your sorrows in doing good deeds---

Miss me, but let me go