HAROLD BAKER CALLIS, JR.
Harold Baker Callis, Jr. (known alternately as “Bud,” “Hal,” and “HB” to family and friends – but in later years he penned his own nickname “Hey U”) passed away at the age of 84 on March 24, 2012. He was born February 2, 1928 in New York City to Harold Baker and Blanche Cole Callis.
Like the paternal side of his family, our father was an hotelier and continued the tradition by attending Cornell University where he earned a degree in Hotel Management. His first position was at the Detroit Statler where he met his wife, Shirley Edith Bryant Cole. He subsequently worked at Hilton, Carte Blanche, Marriot, Howard-Johnson, Res-World, and in 1971 took a job in Hawaii for the opening of the Sheraton Waikiki as a sales manager. He was later transferred back to the mainland, but returned to Hawaii in his early retirement where he worked part time for Reyn Spooner.
Familial issues for our mother saw him return to the mainland, where they lived until their passing. Throughout his life, our father was an avid coin collector, with old 35mm film containers filled with a mixture of obscure and interesting coins. He also loved photography, progressing from an early Polaroid to the latest in digital technology. Our father never grew tired of learning the latest technology – texting and emailing friends and family up until his death. He was a cancer survivor (colo-rectal), but ultimately passed from complications of COPD (though he stopped smoking in the late 1970’s, years of filterless had taken their toll).
Our father is survived by his brother, Robert Callis of Las Vegas, by his sons Brett Cole and Bryant Norman Callis, and many loving grandchildren and great grandchildren. His wife (our mother) Shirley Bryant passed in 2007, and is interred with him (they always said we should mix their ashes “gently” – a reference to their loving though often spirited marriage). They were both huge cat lovers, and the ashes of Lil’ Girl (dad’s cat who was a feral stray when he coaxed her into his home) and Shadow (our mother’s beloved cat) are mixed with theirs.
The service will be held on Wednesday, September 5 at 11:30am at Punchbowl Memorial Cemetery. No flowers, but if you have an old Reyn Spooner, wear it! In loving memory, his sons Bryant and Brett lay him to rest, where we suspect he’ll snore, much to the chagrin of our mother.