Video from Michael Contratto

From Jennifer Craft

My name is Jennifer (Vilt) Craft, I am the second daughter of David and Sharon Vilt and grew up in Redlands 2 Ward. Bud was my Sunday School teacher about the year 1985 or 86? I was so sad to hear about his passing, I have such wonderful memories of him. At the age of 15-16 Sunday School is not a favorite class to be in, but Bud made Sunday School a wonderful place to be. Sure he was always happy and joking around, BUT, when he taught us about the Gospel, he was very serious and I remember feeling his testimony, knowing that he truly believed in the Gospel. His testimony and the way he taught influenced my own testimony so much. Bud will always be remembered by me as someone who loved the gospel, loved people and always made everyone feel so special and important to him. I am grateful for the opportunity to know him, even as short as it was.
Jennifer Craft

Bud's video

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From Malcom Souza

As young boys, our families were always very close. Literally. Uncle Nainoa, Uncle Sam, Uncle Jimmy, the Ta'a's - we all lived within miles of each other, so we got to enjoy all our uncles, aunties and cousins a lot. I remember the times we'd all sit around eating, talking, and singing at our family gatherings. Every time Buddy was there he was always so funny, and we had such a great time singing rock n' roll, hootenanny songs, and just kidding around together.I remember when we moved to the Mainland back in '57, my Dad went first to find us a place. We stayed with Auntie Ida Mae and Uncle Nainoa, Buddy, Cathy, Keahi, and Ronald for weeks, I think, but I was young. I just know I remember. My brother Eric says we were in Kaimuki, but I say Kalihi. All the boys stayed in one room, me, Eric, Billy, Marcus, Buddy and Ronald, but he was still little. When we'd go to bed we fooled around and yelled "Fire!" everytime someone turned on the light. Auntie would come in and scold us. Every morning Auntie made a feast before she went to work as a nurse, and we just played together all day. Buddy was funny then, and that never changed.

After we moved to the Mainland, other families followed -Uncle Jimmy's, Uncle Nainoa's, Uncle Sam's. We ended up close together on the Mainland in the El Monte area, Southern Calif. - it was nice back then. They all thought we were the strangest looking Mexicans. We learned English pretty quick, since no one could understand our pidgin.We usually had Christmas at our house, and we'd have music from the grown-ups, then us kids. We sang "Blue", which became a favorite, and Ronald was still young enough to just sit and watch us. Our best kid times were New Year's Eve, and New Year's Day, when we went to the Kuwae's (?) where we'd eat all we wanted and drink all the soda we wanted from the big tub of iced bottles of White Rock.

These are some of my fondest memories, laughing and enjoying each other's company. It couldn't be any better than that, or any simpler. Buddy had the greatest laugh, you could hear it a mile away, and it was the highest pitched laugh for such a big guy. My uncles and aunties always had a kind word for me, and were so positive. I'm sure that's where Buddy got his attitude, so positive, from his family. Ronald had the golden voice, and Buddy always had the heart to match his size, it showed - he had the biggest smile & laugh.I remember when I was in 8th grade, about 1964, Buddy played football. Auntie was so afraid he'd get hurt, but one look at Buddy would make you worry more about the other guy. We all went to his first game at Rosemead High and he ran for 250 yards. I think it's still the record. As a Souza boy, I wanted to follow in his footsteps. When I was a sophmore at Edgewood, and Buddy was a senior All-Valley Allstar at Rosemead, I got my chance. I wanted to show my cousin I could play football too. I was a defensive tackle and when they hiked the ball, there he came. I put my head down and my shoulders forward. But before I knew it I was on my back, eating grass, reaching for a foot that was already past me, and listening to a high pitched laugh in the distance. What memories, I'll never forget.

My dad had a rec room in the house in Pomona with a ping pong table. After dad passed away, we got together there and it was the first time I'd seen Buddy and Ronald perform a certain set of songs, including "Blue". They made our Souza Boy classic their own, way better than ours. We could not stop laughing. They went on to do these songs for years, and anyone who got to see that was very fortunate.

I just want to say these times were some of the best of my life, and I am going to miss Buddy. I know he is still making people laugh up in Heaven. There is a video of the "Blue" performance that will be available soon -

Aloha and a hui hou,
Malcolm

From Stephen & Lynda Jones

Aloha Kalama Ohana,

Bud was very special to my Ohana. He made me laugh so much in the short time I knew him. I wrote this short story to Bud as a way for me to say Aloha for a short time. Although I wanted to say more, I just can't find the words, to express the loss of Bud. We send our love and prayers from our Ohana to yours.

Stephen and Lynda Jones

P.S. my e-mail address is jonesfamily4christ@yahoo.com

June 18, 2008

Bradda,

I remember your smile,your laugh, and at times your very very serious side (HA HA HA). I remember the day that I told you I was hanging my gun and star up and going into trucking, and I remember what you had told me, about your trucking experience. Bradda, I wish you had gone to trucking with me, but I know your heart was set on being a Deputy Sheriff. The nights we patrolled together as beat partners, you were always an inspiration for me. Remember that time we both got into the same unit....WOW we really tested those shocks out. Hey remember that Christmas party, what a good time we had. What about that time we found the poke at Hula Mau wow what a blessing. Bradda words cant explain the pain I have felt in my heart since I heard about you. Bradda, I wish I had spoke to you more often after leaving California. I miss you and the talks we had on the phone. The very thing we talked about, staying close had slipped away from us. And I'm sorry. but it's time to pick myself up and move on as I know you would say to me. I will always remember you. Lynda and I will always keep your lovely wife Carol in our prayers. Aloha Oe Bradda ......... The other Big Kahuna

-Stephen W. Jones (Buena Vista, CO)

Bud Kalama Slideshow by Leilani

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From Sarah Hancock

I remember first meeting Bud Kalama when the Redlands Stake Center was first built, the ward re-assigned and we were in the new building. I don't remember the year but it must have been in the later 80s. I was on my way into primary and someone pointed out my row and who the teacher was to me from the back of the room. I was a little apprehensive of this large, guy, teacher. But I got over it so fast! He soon became my favorite, funnest teacher! And has all claim to why I automatically love guy teachers (they're just FUN!) and why I automatically love islanders. They're so relaxed and happy! And of course he had a cute son, Steven, my age in the class who I had a crush on for probably the next 8 years of my life. (hmm...I guess my older sister did too.) For that primary class presentation Bud started a video of us kids doing various things outside. We actually met a couple of times outside of Sunday to do this and it was so fun! I don't recall ever actually seeing the video though. I wonder if anyone still has it.And of course, I have to bring up the great musicians all Kalamas were. Both Ron and Bud's families. It was fun to go Christmas caroling with them and watch them at ward activities. What great, smiling memories I'm having right now. I'm so greatful for them in my life.I love his sons, Noah, Steven, and Luke (they are who I knew and grew up with). I hope everything is going well for you guys and you'll carry on the tradition of being happy!

Sarah (Arnott) Hancock
Grew up in Redlands 2nd Ward
Now in Orem, Utah

From Joy Owen

Hello,

My name is Joy Owen and I kinda grew up with Ryan and Kai & Noah, Steve, and Luke Kalama in Redlands. I recently moved to Utah (1 month ago) and wont be able to attend the funeral. I have a few friends and family that would like to attend. Please let me know any info that could help. Also I just wanted to say after all these years everytime I saw Bud which was quite often from Market Night, church, Nicole's dance class (that I babysat for) and around redlands and Yucaipa I will always remember what he said to me. He would always give me a hug like he is my bestest friend and he would say how is my Beautiful girl? He just always made everyone feel like they were #1! Sounds dumb but if there was a way to make "happy happy joy joy" even happier that was the way to do it! Also I would love to get Luke's address and phone or email if you can...he will remember me!

Bud Say Hi to Grandma and Grandpa Kalama! (And My Grandma too!)

From Sergeant James Porter (SBSD Morongo Station) and Natasha Francis

Here are some pictures of Bud that we took over the years at department Christmas parties and events. They all show the Bud we knew and loved - happy, smiling, eating :) and singing.
I have been with the Sheriff's Department for over 12 years and I have never met a man on either side of the badge with a bigger and better heart. I am happy to have called Bud a friend and partner.

From Bonnie Ipsen

Hello Kalama Family,

This is one of Bud's High School classmates, Bonnie (Crenshaw) Ipsen.

I was so sad to hear of Bud's passing and we wish you comfort and joy remembering all of the blessings that happened during Bud's lifetime.

I want you to know that all through high school, Bud was one of the "good guys" who was always a gentleman and friend, even to myself who was not popular and quite a wallflower! He was always laughing and happy, and that had to be because he was loved and nurtured so much at home.

We are praying for your family.
God Bless You All,
Bonnie & Lynn

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Pictures from Maile Scholer

Kalama Cousins

Funeral Pictures - from Lindsay Hull

From Jennifer Francis

Thank you for putting together such a beautiful tribute. I was so sad to hear of Bud's passing. The Kalama family have been wonderful friends to my family and we wanted to take a minute to let all of you know that you are in our thoughts and prayers! The wonderful men his boys have become is a reflection of what a great man Bud was. Thank you for bringing so much music, friendship, and kindness to this world!

Jennifer (Milloy) Francis

Notes from the funeral by Becky Bautista

Aloha Dear Friends & Classmates,

Funeral Services were held for RHS '67 Classmate & Friend Baldwin "Bud" Nainoa Kalama, Jr., on Tuesday, June 17, 2008, at the LDS Chapel in Yucca Valley.

Our floral tribute, a beautiful, oversized, triple-orchid lei, created for us by Cindy's Leis in Honolulu, was draped on the altar behind the casket throughout the service. On the front of the card, attached to the burgundy-maroon lei ribbon, was a hand-drawn, RHS home game, football jersey, with "33." On the reverse was Bud's senior high school photo surrounded by a lei. The text, "Aloha Nui Loa Dear Friend & Classmate - RHS Class of 1967," was beneath the photo.

Following the family viewing (8:30 a.m. to 10:00 a.m.), in which I took part, the casket was closed and Pallbearers Ron Kalama (Bud's brother), sons Nainoa Kalama, Ilima Kalama & Lukela Kalama, and family members Tyler Rivas, Kevin Cook, Jeff & Nainoa Nicholsen led the procession into the chapel. The family casket piece was a magnificent arrangement of white anthurium, white Hawaiian naupaka, white Hawaiian protea, white double carnations, long-stem white roses, and white ti leaf.

Bud's younger sister, Keahi Scholer, served as chorister. Cousin Wayne Kalama offered the opening prayer. Bud's daughter, Lani Nicholsen, was the first of the four Kalama children to eulogize their father. With remarkable poise, Lani, Nainoa, Ilima, and Lukela each shared thoughts and insight regarding their father. Bud's brother, sons and nephews harmonized in beautiful, memorable acapalla voice to sing "Going Home." Bud's brother, Ron, and fellow San Bernardino Sheriff Officer/LDS Bishop Jeff Prudholm were the speakers. Bud's sister, Kathleen Kelsey, finalized the service in prayer. The recession music was "Aloha Oe'."

It was during the recession that I noticed that every pew in the chapel was completely filled, the sliding curtain at the back of the chapel had been opened, the entire basketball court, stage area, and foyer was completely filled with mourners. It was "standing room only" throughout the entire complex. There were well over 350 people in the building.

Following the service, our lei tribute was draped over the family piece, where it remained throughout the burial service and internment.

At Montecito Memorial Cemetery in Colton, Gary Alba and I watched as the gravesite was dedicated by Bishop Carl Fonoimoana. The San Bernardino Sheriff's Color Guard, including a bagpiper, were a part of the gravesite service. As mourners gathered together under trees to await the arrival of the hearse, a windchime tinkled in the soft breeze.

It was a very warm day and the final service was brief. As the casket was lowered, Bud's widow, Carol, led the group with her floral aloha. Family members and other attendees followed. In addition to a collection of shell leis and Hawaiian salt from the Kaululaau 'Ohana, I left a kukui nut and mock orange lei from the RHS Class of 1966 on behalf of Mark Bell and his RHS '66 Classmates.

Led by Cousin Valerie Kalama, some family members gathered to sing "To You Sweetheart, Aloha." We stood together around the gravesite and sang "Aloha 'Oe" in Hawaiian and English to conclude the service.

Although I needed to head for home, the day concluded with a repast held at a hall in Mentone.

I pray that you will remain strong, well, and in God's hands.

-Becky Stoney Bautista
Rosemead High School - Class of 1967

From Carol Camrin

It has been an honor to know Bud, he was what we all think a grandfather is, for his love of his grandchildren put a smile on all our faces in the shop where he would bring them in for haircuts, here in Yucca Valley. Myself and my staf at Camrin's Fox N Hair were sadden to hear of his death, and will miss seeing him, his smile and his attitude towards people brought respect to his badge. He will truly be missed. "Thank you Bud, for being the man you were."

Carol Camrin

From Cheryl McDaniel

Let the time for parting be sweetLet the flight through the sky end in the folding of the wings over the nestWhen a man knows God, he is free: his sorrows have an end,For he is one with the ONE Bud will be missed by all.My thoughts are prayers are with you.

Cheryl (Baurhenn) McDaniel
RHS Class of 67

From Rebecca Webb

Bud Kalama was one of my favorite "grown-ups" as a child. I loved being around him and watching him sing and laugh. I admired his boys from afar. I always thought Steven was cute. Bud was always making me feel good about myself and building me up. I remember at a youth fireside he called me up in front of all the youth and he went on to publicly tell everyone why he admired me and that he'd feel so lucky if one day one of his sons would marry me. I wasn't a popular person as a young adult, and sometimes felt shy and awkward, but I went away from that fireside feeling like a million bucks! I also remember going Christmas caroling with Bud and his family. It was so much fun! We have pictures of us singing and acting out our songs with Bud. I remember his family putting on a Luau for our ward and him teaching us all to hula. I've never been to a luau that much fun since. I'll miss him alot. I wish I had kept better in touch with him over the last several years. . .

Rebecca (Arnott) Webb
Redlands 2nd Ward
(Eldest daughter of Ron and Jean Arnott)

From Lorilani Tufele

DON”T MOVE….I”M SMILING!!!!

I was very touched when I read everyone’s comments about Uncle Bud.I started to think about all of my memories with Uncle Bud and all memories madeMe think of one thing!!! Uncle Bud always knew how to make me Smile!!!Seeing Uncle Bud’s squishy little face smiling at you and his eyes were so pake’That he really couldn’t see you when smiling at you. He used to say, “Don’t move…I’m smiling!!!”His infectious smile, his bigger than life spirit and beautiful voice will always stay with me forever. I will never forget how he could make someone laugh and enjoy the moment…I will always smile when I think about him. I’m going to miss you Uncle Bud and for always being so loveable.

Love always,
Lorilani (Fe’esago) Tufele - neice

From Leilani Contratto

I'm Leilani, Bud's grandaughter. I love him and miss him very much. I wish he would've stayed with us long enough to see more than just one major accomplishment in my life( Breana). But I know he will be watching with great grandma and grandpa as all our lives go on. As most know I made a slideshow of his life. Even though it took a long time I felt like I needed to do that for him and our ohana. I made a lot, but of coarse not enough for our whole family, so if anyone who did not get one or would like extras, email me: LContratto@gmail.com, or call me: 909- 705- 6042, and I will make more and send them to you. Also I converted 3 videos to dvd ( South Pacific, The Kalama brothers show, and the L.D.S dance festival 1985). And I have discs with 200 jpeg pictures that are on the slideshow. I can make extras of any of these for whoever wants them. Grandpa loved everyone and he will be missed by all.Love, Leilani

From Larry Gonzales

Words cannot express the sadness of hearing of the passing away of one of my Dearest Friends Bud Kalama. We shared so many good times together, he made me laugh, and he made me happy! We sat many many hours on surviellance chasing fugitives, served together as Deputy Constables, eating Sushi, and more. I remember him tackling a fugitive in his house and watching Bud's pants split down the middle as they hit the ground. Always coming to my rescue when he saw me in trouble arresting a bad guy! He was a big teddy bear that loved life, loved his family, loved his friends, and loved God! He was a Big Guy, but had a Bigger Heart! I couldn't mention his name to anyone that may have known him, without them smiling and saying how Great Bud was! He was not just my friend, but he was my brother! I am so proud to have known him, what a blessing he was to us all! A genuine gentle man! I will miss him so much!

From Chris Gallacher

Wow, what will this world be like without Bud Kalama in it. As has already been said, everyone was his friend. He did light up the room just by entering it. To my older 2 children he will always be Uncle Bubba. As I looked at the Burgess' photos, it was nice to re-live some of those fun memories. The beach, ward activities, parties, singing with Val Stuart in the choir and so much more. Jim remembered the Halloween party where Bud wore the tu-tu but Bud called it a four-four instead. All of these memories seem like a lifetime ago. Our lives move on but are forever changed by the relationships that we remember and cherish. I remember almost 10 years ago when Luke, Kai and our daughter Amy were all in the choirs at REV and we were all at the Redlands Mall for some choir performance. Kai and Luke sang "Blue" as Ron and Bud looked on. No one else there really new how poignant that moment was. To me it seemed like the torch was being passed. Thanks for all the great memories Bud.

Aloha,
The Gallachers

From Dawn Turner

It’s been such a long time since I last saw uncle Bubba and the boys, but all my memories with them are happy memories that make me smile every time I think of them. He was an amazing person and I am grateful I was able to know him even if it was just for a short time. I am so sorry for your loss, please let the boys and the rest of the family know that my thoughts and prayers are with then during this very hard time.

Always

Letter from Larry Crain

Bud and I were classmates since Grammer School. We were not only in class together but sang together in our Jr. Hi. Choir and then in the A Cappella Choir at Rosemead High School. I have fond memories of his friendship and humor. He will be greatly missed. Our thoughts and prayers are with all of his family.

Regards,
Larry Crain
Class of '67
Rosemead High School

Note from Doug Newman

It was truly a sad day when Bud had to leave us. Those who had the good fortune to get to spend any time with him were blessed by the experience. He brought passion and compassion to his family, friends, and his profession. Our loss is Heavens gain.

Until the next time Bud,
Aloha ‘oe

Letter & pictures from the Burgess Family

As our lives wind through mortality, there are certain people that cross our paths that influence who we are that make us better people that show us what true friendship really is. Bud was that person. We will truly miss Bud. His funny personality, genuineness, and his love for his family were his most treasured possessions. Life is often difficult to understand, and leaves us asking why. The knowledge that he had of our complete existence and where his spirit is now gives us strength to do better, and to cherish each day and the people we love. I (Rick) looked at both Ron and Bud as brothers. Their mother Ida Mae used to often tell me that I grew up on the shaded side of the island. What a joy it was to have known Bud and to have shared special times with him and to know that he lives on. Continue to give as you always have.

Love always,
The Burgess Family

Linda Peterson (Aunty Lindy)

It may seem odd to some that I, a former wife, would want to contribute my comments at the passing of Buddy Kalama. Our eight years together (1985-1993) were somewhat tumultuous, but never bitter. I recall with gratitude the many wonderful lessons I learned from this bigger-than-life man I once loved and adored. I stood in awe of how he could turn virtually any stranger into a friend. I marveled at his technique of asking people questions about how to do things that he already knew the answers to. He knew that was the way to make people feel good about themselves – by getting them to talk about the things they knew. I watched him do this at church, on fishing piers, in movie lines – everywhere.

I loved how he'd sit in church and tease the little people in front of us until they giggled. Buddy's powers of observation were enormous. He could pass a child in the hallway and know who he/she belonged to because of the facial features. Buddy used to coach me in fashion and what looked good/bad on me. To this day I try to avoid wearing round-necked shirts! And we all know what an amazing entertainer he and Ron were – I nicknamed them the "Hawaiian Smothers Brothers." But you know what? I secretly thought of them as BETTER than the Smothers Brothers!

I loved how Buddy encouraged me to do the things I was fearful of. Biking was his great sport in his middle years. He encouraged all of us to take up the sport and to do our very best. I recall throwing up in the bushes prior to a Redlands community bike race because I was so nervous. He just laughed, dragged me out of the bushes, led me over to my bike and insisted I not back out. (I came in 10^th out of 25!) My daughter and I reminisced about him the other day and we agreed how ironic it is that biking was the very most fun activity we six had together -- and that his bike was the vehicle he was on at the time of his death.

You'll be surprised to read this, but Bud was actually NERVOUS about attending his 20-year (25-year?) HS reunion. He was afraid he wouldn't remember anyone's name and would end up insulting them. Not to worry – name tags abounded and he had the time of his life. The place lit up when he entered the room and he was predictably the hit of the evening!

Bud's trait I'm probably the most grateful for is the love he had for our five combined children. Lani was his sweetheart (and she made me a grandma for the first time!) His three boys adore him and revere him. I know they are taking the lessons he taught them by example and are using

them to their greatest advantage in their lives. They could love no other man they way they love their dad. And my Gretchen? She was starting her senior year in high school when we married. He supported her in all her sports, music, bicycling, and missionary experiences. He also helped her be comfortable around men. My family is in shock at his passing. Bud will always be "Uncle Bubba" to my nieces and nephews. We all mourn him deeply.

The last time I saw Bud he told me he was crazy about Carol and he felt he'd finally found his perfect match. Hooray for them! I loved Bud's parents with all my heart and liver. I'm sure the three of them are having the happiest of reunions. We all (including my husband) keep Carol, Noa, Ilima, Luke, Lani, Kathy, Keahi, Ron, and the remainder of the Kalama Klan in our daily prayers. There will never be another Baldwin Nainoa Kalama, Jr. . . .

Linda (Kalama) Petersen

Cedar Hills, Utah

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From Jeff Apaka (cousin)

Buddy boy, my cousin you are in our hearts and will always be remembered by our Ohana (family) here in Hawai'i and the mainland. I want to express my Aloha to his wife Carol, the Keiki (children), and his Ohana "Honey Bear" (Keahi), Kathy, Ronnie and their off springs.

For years we've been apart but somehow Buddy we kept in touch by phone and what a delight seeing you a couple years ago at Christmas with Carol in Palm Desert and Thanksgiving in Las Vegas.

I want to send the Spirit of Aloha to his immediate ohana, his friends In Memory of Buddy on Fathers Day. I want to close by saying that we're proud to be Hawaiians from Hawai'i and a proud Hawaiian Ali'i Royalty Heritage line - "The Apaka Ohana"...........

Akua Ho'opo Maika'i - God Bless You

Three Generations of Apaka's

From Cliff Truesdell

I grew up with Bud and the Kalama family in the old El Monte 2nd Ward. Wayne called me this morning to tell me of Bud's passing. Of my friend, Bud, I can say this: That he was was the strongest, kindest and gentleist soul that I have ever met and if I could become half the man that he was, then my life will have been worth living. I know that he has been welcomed by our Savior in the realms of the sanctified. All my love, my prayers and my faith go out to his family.

All my love, Cliff Truesdell
Glendora 5th Ward

Letter from Vikki Keener

Bud and I were classmates at RHS and sang in concert choir together. We were great friends, often doubledating. Our senior year he would come home with me 2 or 3 times each week and I would tutor him in several classes. He especially needed help in government. Even 40 years after graduation, he would introduce me by saying that I was the reason he graduated from high school. I remember going to a birthday party for Lani's first child and singing "the Lord Bless You and Keep You" in the kitchen. I could go years without seeing Bud and yet when we got together, it was like it had just been yesterday. What a joy and a privalege to have been his friend.

-Vikki

From Bishop Ken Brown

To the Kalama Family,

Please accept my deepest sympathies on Bud’s passing. What a great man Bud was. I always enjoyed being around him as he always brightened my day. We’ve missed him a lot ever since the Kalama’s moved from Yucaipa. I’ll never forget his song about his dog “Blue” and how he “makes good stew.”

Sincerely,
Bishop Ken Brown and family

From Mary Mayes

Bud was a gentle giant with a big heart, a caring spirit, a wonderful voice and a great personality. Bud was a fellow high school classmate and friend and we will miss him.

Roy and Mary (Field) Mayes

The Mower Family

The memories that the John and Frances Mower family have of Bud and the whole Kalama family are all very tender and dear to us. All of us, including our kids, Nathan, Rachel and Stephanie are heartsick to think that Bud is gone. We have been sharing memories over the phone of camping trips to San Clemente and listen to Bud and Ron singing 'round the campfires and Bud sharing his love and whit. He was a fantastic mc at Nathan's wedding reception. Out daughter Steph was afraid of Santa Claus and the Kalama brothers when she was a toddler and Bud was going to FIX THAT! He would make silly faces at her during Sacrament Mtg. and she recalls hiding behind our ficus tree in the living room and Bud smiling that incredible smile at her until she came out and sat on his lap...Bud did it...he won her over, something Santa never did! Bud told me he thought of me as his sister and that means the world to me so as his unofficial sister let he say that we love him dearly and look forward to seeing him and his wonderful mom and dad again! Aloha, Frances

Letter from Samm McDonald

My condolences to Bud’s family………you will be in my thoughts and prayers. Bud and I were in the Choir together at Rosemead High School. His fabulous voice, his wonderful personality, the twinkle in his eye…..that’s what I’ll remember most about Bud. The world has lost a huge heart and loving soul.

Samm “Lynne Nichols” McDonald
RHS – Class of 1967

A letter from Violet Fonoimoana

There is a few memories that i have of uncle Bud. And they are like this, When we were younger he always played tickle monster with us kids. And the other one was I dont remember where they lived, it was up a hill or something, well we all got together at there house and we as little keikis would slide down the dirt through the bushes then we would watch the fireworks because i think that it wasthe fourht of july or something like that.

Love,
Violet Fonoimoana

Story from Kiana Hayden (niece)

Many moons ago, the Baldwin Kalama family rented a cabin in the mountains somewhere in California. This was probably my favorite vacation that I can remember from my childhood. I believe that was the time when Uncle Bubba first started teasing my brother and got everyone to chant, "Zachary Kaiiiii, Zachary Kaiiii." When all the boy cousins were in their secret hideout upstairs, all of the girl cousins were left out and had to stay downstairs. I remember Uncle Bubba walking us down to the general store down the road to get Push-up Pops to make us feel better. He also took us all down to the creek to shoot guns. That was the first time that I had ever seen guns and I thought that my uncles were so tough. I remeber Uncle Bubba and Uncle Ron always sporting daisy duke gym shorts and wearing them proud. I have so many fond memories of Uncle Bubba and I will always remember him. Family get togethers will never be the same, but I'm grateful for the time that we had with him here. We'll see you soon Uncle!

Love,
Kiana Hayden

Story from Makeli Scholer (nephew)

I remember when I was around 10 years old on one of our long trips west from Ohio to California to visit the cousins we pulled in to Barstow to meet up with Uncle Bud. It was at that long red caboose restaurant stop with the McDonalds. I think the boys were with him but all I remember is Uncle Bud was there to make that long, long road trip all worth it. I can't remember exactly what he said but it was probably, "Hey Mackie!!" and then gave me a big hug and kiss. As a 10 year old kid the one thing I was thinking was the fun is finally going to begin!

I never outgrew the Uncle Bud excitement bug. Even at our last meeting it took me back to my childhood when he gave me a hug and kiss. It wasn't just because of his timeless sense of humor, it was because I knew without a doubt he loved and cared for me.

That loving influence in my childhood has had a profound effect on me and makes me want to love others unconditionally. He was my escort through the temple when I received my endowment before leaving on my mission. It was in the LA temple and I was relieved to have him there to help me through my first session. I think of him when I visit the temple now and remember that I was grateful that he was worthy and willing to be there for his nephew.
My goal will be to love others like he loved me. I heard it said that you don't always remember what a person says to you but you always remember how they made you feel. He made me feel loved and I will always hold that dear to me.

Makeli Scholer

Note from Kamaile Ronk (neice)

I remember when we would all get together, when it was time to go, Uncle Bud always wanted to close with a song "Love is Spoken Here" or "Love at Home" and then have our family prayer.

We will miss you greatly Uncle!!

Much Aloha, Kamaile, Gray & Wehilani

Note from Gail King

I am so glad Bud made time to visit us at the 35-year reunion for our class. He was such an important part of the fabric of our high school years. My condolences and best regards to Bud's family.

Gail (Gaines) King
Rosemead High School - Class of 1967

Note from Mark Bell

It is sad news to learn of Bud's passing. Bud Kalama was big in body and in heart. Although I was senior to him by one grade... I remember being flattened by him while playing flag football at Valley Lindo .... I think Ray Haskell remembers these 'ol times as well...
The 'Kalama' kids were excellent folks. Very easy going and just fun to be with.... unless you had to play against 'Bud' in flag football.

I honor the memory of my old friend.

Mark Bell
Rosemead High School - Class of 1966

Letter from Don Ham

I remember Bud as a gentle big guy. He played hard at the game of football, but played easy in the game of life. He liked to joke around and have fun. I never saw him raise his voice in anger at anyone. I never saw him treat anyone in a mean way. He seemed always to be respectful of the people around him. Always laughing and smiling.

Don Ham
Rosemead High School, Class of 1967

Letter from Becky Bautista

Aloha nui,

Bud and I have been friends since elementary school. We grew up in the same neighborhood, were buddies throughout high school, both worked for Parks & Recreation, stayed in touch through the courts, and we shared one of those special friendships that has endured over time... You know, the kind where you don't have to say a whole lot to know everything that really matters and be all caught up?

Our parents and our families knew each other. Bud's folks, like Bud and his sisters, would always greet me with wonderful smiles and big hugs whenever we'd see each other. When one of Bud's "Kalama" cousins married one of my husband's "Kaululaau cousins," Bud & I became calabash cousins -- which made it a whole lot easier to track Bud down through Kathy, Keahi, Wayne or, most recently, Ron, for reunions and class events.

When Rosemead High turned fifty, the school put on a big party. It was so-o-o hard to get Bud to commit to being there -- but he had the BEST time once he got there! And what a good time he made the event for everyone else!! Big hugs & smiles all around, and that infectious laugh... Laugh until your nose is runny, your sides hurt, and tears are streaming down your face.
Bud brought the same joy to our 35-year class reunion. He was the karaoke king! Elvis himself never sounded so good -- or had so much fun on stage! We had a great time -- and he had a great time -- singing the Alma Mater together and celebrating our class milestone. And he was pretty light on his feet for a big guy!

In Hawaii, there is a popular bumper sticker that says, "Live Aloha." Bud did not advertise or need a bumper sticker, his whole life was one of Aloha. Everyday with Bud was an outpouring of affection and a celebration of the best that life has to offer. Despite whatever was happening in his personal life, Bud had the unwavering ability to extend kindness, encouragement, strength, and compassion to others... It was a gift. It was how God worked through Bud to embrace the rest of us.

The word “Aloha” encompasses many meanings… Love, affection, compassion, mercy, greetings, warm thoughts, grace, to remember fondly, farewell…

Aloha ‘oe,
Becky Stoney Bautista

Story from Annie Scholer (neice)

The first time I met Uncle Bud, Makeli and I were just dating, and I was at his parents house. All of the lights were off in the house because of a big game of Hide & Seek. Vanessa was down for the weekend so all of her kids were here and Uncle Bud thought it was a perfect opportunity to play the game with all the little ones. I was walking around downstairs trying to find a place to hide, when all the sudden I heard a quiet voice whisper, "Annie, pssst, over here." I looked under the dining room table to find big ole Uncle Bud hiding between the chairs. He said, "there's enough room for you too if you want to hide here." So I crawled under the table and hid with him for a while. It was a strange first meeting, but he didn't think so and just preceeded to ask questions about myself and how Makeli and I started dating. It was a very memorable experience that I will never forget.

We love you Uncle Bud!

Love,
Annie, Makeli, Isaac & Ben

A letter from Freddie Goldsberry (Bud's cousin)

Buddy you were the Gentle Giant, your love for children and family was so great. In our younger days growing up we had so much fun, fishing, hunting, eating.....we shared many pots of rice and hot dogs........good fun! I know Heavenly Father has a special purpose for Buddy, there are many children that need the love and caring nature of this delightful individual. Buddy was the life of the party with his humor and wit and no matter how many times I heard 'Old Blue," it was as though it was my first time.

All my love and prayers and best wishes I extend to the Kalama Family during this difficult time.

Freddie and Colleen Goldsberry

Funeral

The funeral will be held on Tuesday, June 17th in Yucca Valley at the LDS Chapel - 56885 Onaga Trail MAP
8:30 am - Family Viewing
10:00 am - Funeral

The burial will take place in San Bernadino immediately following the funeral. Montecito Memorial Park - 3520 E Washington St, Colton CA MAP

Family Memorial

On Monday night, June 16th, the family will be gathering at the Yucca Valley Chapel for a Family Home Evening and dinner at 6:00pm. 56885 Onaga Trail MAP

Videos from Lindsay Hull

Note and pictures from Lindsay & Tyler Hull

Dear Kalama family,
Just wanted to send these pictures of Bud to you. We love you. Know that you are in our thoughts and prayers.
Love,
Lindsay & Tyler Hull (Tara Kalama's little sister)

Blue

If anyone has known Bud for at least 10 minutes, then they've probably experienced his famous performance of "Blue."

A letter from Nick Luhrs

My name is Nick Luhrs. I didn't know Bud Kalama that well. But I knew him well enough to know the strength of his character and to know that he will be missed by many people. He was a good man and an officer of the law. He put his life on the line on a daily basis to protect the people of this great state. His strength and good will, will be carried on forever by those who knew him.
My condolences to the family for such a huge loss. You are in my thoughts.

Funeral Arrangements

The family is in the process of planning the funeral and will announce the date and time as soon as we have it.

His Passing

Yesterday morning, Bud was riding his bicycle with a friend when he suddenly had a massive heart attack and passed away. His death was unexpected and a shock to all. We will miss him dearly.