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Stanley Dominick Hollis
15 octobre 1926 – 26 mai 2020
On May 26, 2020, after a life well-lived, Dr. Stanley Dominick Hollis, DDS (93) of Williamsburg, Virginia walked through Heaven's gates into the waiting arms of our Lord. Stan passed away at his daughter's home surrounded by his loving family.
Stan was born October 15, 1926, in Hazleton, Pennsylvania to Stanley T. Hollis and Rose Corradini Hollis. When Stan was only seven years old, his beloved mother Rose passed away. He and his sister Althea were lovingly raised by their maternal grandparents, "Nono" Damanio and "Nona" Marina (Martini) Corradini, who were a major influence throughout Stan's life. The Corradinis had nine children and Stan's aunts and uncles became his big brothers and sisters. Stan was their little "Buddy" and called such his whole life by his Pennsylvania family. In his youth Stan enjoyed hunting with his uncles and later in life, with his family and friends. He also enjoyed fishing, ice skating, music, and bowling. He often mentioned that he was one strike away from a perfect score of 300.
Stan was graduated from Hazleton Senior High School in 1944 and was drafted into the U.S. Army in 1945. He served at Indian Town Gap, PA and Fort Lewis, WA before being honorably discharged in 1946. In 1950, he was graduated with a BS in biology with the first graduating class of King's College in Wilkes-Barre, PA. Stan often spoke about King's and the rigorous academic reputation the school maintained. He attended Georgetown University Dental School, graduating in 1954 with a Doctor of Dental Surgery degree (DDS) and established his dental practice that year in Northwest Washington, DC. He was a skilled, patient, and gentle dentist and was loved by his many patients. Stan was an Associate Professor at Georgetown University Dental School for 25 years in the Crown and Bridge Department, teaching dental students in their sophomore year. He retired from dentistry in 1987 to enjoy life in McLean, VA. Stan was a parishioner of St. John's Catholic Church in McLean for over 50 years and later a parishioner of St. Bede in Williamsburg. He was a 3rd Degree in the Knights of Columbus. In 1952, Stan met his college roommate's sister, Jean Clare Larkin, and it was love at first sight. They were married on April 4, 1953 in Mock Chunk, PA and moved to Washington, DC, while he finished dental school at Georgetown University. In 1958 as the family grew, they purchased a home in McLean, VA, where Stan and his wife raised their five children.
Stan and Jean were married for 44 years until his darling passed away on June 15, 1997, after a long illness. Stan remained in the family home until 2010, and after spending time with family, moved to Brookdale Chambrel of Williamsburg. He resided there for almost 10 years, until March 2020, when he moved to his daughter Denise's home in Williamsburg.
Stan was a loving and compassionate father to his five children. Left to cherish his memories and retell his wonderful stories are his daughter Gail and her husband Gene Perricone of Orlando, FL; daughter Denise and her husband Jim Nugent of Williamsburg, VA; son Thomas and his wife Cathy Hollis of Junction City, KS; son Gregory and his wife Jennifer Hollis of Richmond, VA; and daughter Nicole and her husband Brian Phillips of Williamsburg, VA. He is survived by thirteen grandchildren, eleven great-grandchildren, two very special nieces, many cousins, and his Aunt Rena Corradini Dallachiesa. Stan Hollis was preceded in death by his wife Jean, his sister Althea and her husband Fred Deeb, and eight of his aunts and uncles.
The family will receive friends at Nelsen Funeral Home, 3785 Strawberry Plains Rd., Williamsburg, VA on Thursday, June 4 from 5:00 - 7:00 PM. A mass of Christian burial will be offered at 9:30 AM on Friday, June 5 at St. Bede Catholic Church, 3686 Ironbound Rd., Williamsburg, VA. Burial at Culpepper National Cemetery in Culpepper, VA will follow the service. For the protection of yourself and others, guests will be asked to wear face coverings at both the visitation and service. Unfortunately, a reception will not be held at this time due to the current pandemic.
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Stanley Dominick Hollis
Nicole Hollis Phillips
mai 31, 2020
(ContInued) He laughed & told jokes & did things his way.
My dad loved my mom dearly! As I got older, I would find love letters on the back of receipts, & envelopes. I think this was his way of saving paper, as he was the most frugal person there was. When my dad retired in 1987, my mom still worked. He would make her lunch for work, & the concoctions he’d make seemed less than appetizing. My mom thought it was the sweetest. He also packed her enough food to feed an army. Oh the “Hollis food!” You could never leave my parents house without a bag of food or a paper plate of left-overs! When I was in college my parents would pack cans of tuna in my bag and toilet paper. Oh, how getting toilet paper now would be such a gift, during this pandemic! He cared for my mom as she got sick, all the way to the end. He did it gladly!
His years of dentistry seemed rewarding to him, because he went into dentistry to help people. He loved talking to his patients, & he would always give them the cheapest way to fix a tooth. He wasn’t a businessman; therefore he never looked at the job as something that could be lucrative. He just wanted to help his patients. He often would not charge people for his services because he knew they were less fortunate. I remember my dad telling me a story of a farmer that called him with complaints of a toothache. My dad met him at the dental office, on a Saturday, to fix his tooth. When my dad looked out in the waiting room he couldn’t believe how many children there were. This man brought 7 children with him. My dad asked if they ever had their teeth cleaned. The man said no, & that he couldn’t afford it. Well, the rest of the day my dad cleaned all their teeth for free. The man came back with a bushel of apples & my dad thought that was so thoughtful. That was my dad!
I was grateful to have my dad so long! My dad’s legacy, stories, Hollis slang, compassion & kindness will live on through his children, grandchildren & great grandchildren!
Nicole Hollis Phillips
mai 31, 2020
My dad was the most compassionate, understanding and jovial person that I have ever met! He never held a grudge, was always forgiving, never jealous or boastful, & always thought of others. As the song goes by Tim McGraw, he was Humble and Kind! He could care less of material things. He was genuine and had integrity. He wasn’t here in this world to impress anyone, although he always had to have his shoes matching with his belt. He loved to talk! That he mastered! He has passed that down to some of his children, but don’t look at me. Haha! He prayed always for others & he once told me that he never prayed for himself. I asked “why”? He said that he felt it was selfish.
His childhood seemed to be filled with love & fun! I often wondered how he looked back at his childhood with so much joy, when he had lost his mother at 8 years old. I couldn’t imagine not having a mother during my childhood. He looked at the positives and never dwelled on what he couldn’t fix. He rarely worried! He only worried for his children. He would tell me to be careful driving home even in my 40’s. I still was his “baby”.
He was smart too! He could answer any History or Science trivia! He new his vocabulary, but wasn’t one of those that used “big words” to impress. He loved his family, and often said he wished he had more kids. He always loved having the family visit. He would make “his Spaghetti” for us, as that was his favorite meal. He had nicknames for everything and everyone. It was “make a big Spaghetts” for his Spaghetti, a “little nappy” for a nap, and “make a big momey” for sleep. It’s called the “Hollis slang”. He had nicknames for people that were endearing. “Kissy” for his granddaughter “Christy” and often times he would throw a “my” before it. “My Kissy”! When he moved to Brookdale assisted living, he started this with the nursing staff. He had a “My Jackie” and “My Julie”. Of course these nurses were young & beautiful and I think he never saw himself as old. (Continue)
Lorraine Althea Mariano
mai 30, 2020
We went to visit Uncle Buddy & family a few times a year, since I could remember. I have such wonderful memories & family fun with my first cousins. My mom & he would reminisce from when they were little, & made us laugh with all the stories. My mother was two years older than her brother and always was his protector. He always took care of our dental needs and was inspirational for me to become an RDH. I was always so amazed on how intelligent he was, he knew everything! RIP my dear uncle, I love you. ❤️
mai 30, 2020
Our visit with “Uncle Buddy” a few years ago was one of the dearest memories I have. After dinner at Denise’s we reminisced for hours about family and hometown. He was my dear mother’s only brother and she was so proud of him. I will always remember our visits growing up. After a hard days work he would tirelessly work on my sister Lorraine and my teeth. He made a fearful dental visit fun! He was so kind and loving. He will be in my heart and memories always ♥️
mai 29, 2020
Our most heart-felt condolences. We remember Uncle Stan always being so much fun
mai 29, 2020
Dr. Hollis was a very sweet man and I enjoyed both his and Mrs Hollis company many times. Now they are together again in the loving arms of our heavenly Father. My sincere sympathy to all his loved ones. May the pain you feel now be replaced by all your wonderful memories.
mai 28, 2020
I met Stan when my father moved into Brookdale. My dad, Ralph, sat at the “boy table” along with Stan and other gentleman. I will remember Stan for his upbeat and fast-paced delivery of the stories of his childhood. His lively conversation and his infectious laughter filled the often quiet air in the dining room and brought it to life. I remember thinking, when Stan was in the midst of telling a story, that his meal was getting cold. It never seemed to bother him, though! The memories he recounted were so entertaining and they always provided a similar theme: despite the ever-present challenges in life, problems are always more surmountable because of the steadfast love and support of family.
Stan always made a sweet comment about my teeth being pretty and he would often tell me so in Italian. I remember him telling us about his nonna and nonno and how they were there for him. Often after dinner, when I was in town to visit my dad, he’d knock on the door and bring us biscotti and fresh fruit that he had on hand and he would sit and visit with us for a while.
Even though I only knew Stan for a couple of years, it felt as if it were longer than that because he made me feel as if I were an old friend of the family. And I did get to meet his lovely daughter from time to time. He always enjoyed spending time with her and the rest of his family and would lovingly speak of them quite often.
Stan was friendly, warm-hearted, entertaining, and kind to the core. I will miss him and will always cherish the friendship we had — but most of all I will remember his smile.