Henry L. Loomis

Henry L. “Harry” Loomis, 72, husband of Monica Santa Loomis of East Haven passed away May 11, 2015 at his home. Father of Helen Loomis and Terissa Loomis both of East Haven and Luther Loomis of Pittsburgh, PA. Stepfather of Adrian (Tangie) Tramontano of Ansonia, Chrycinda Santa of East Haven and Julian Santa of Stratford. Son of the late Luther and Elizabeth Winslow Loomis. Brother of Sarah Grew of Boston, MA and Kenelm Loomis of Lexington. MA. Also survived by 3 step grandchildren. Prior to his retirement Henry worked at the Hagaman Memorial Library in East Haven for many years. Services will be held in the Christ and the Epiphany Episcopal Church, 30 Park Place, East Haven Saturday at 2:00 PM. Interment will be private. There will be NO CALLING HOURS. Memorial Contributions may be made to the American Cancer Society, P O Box 22718, Oklahoma City, OK 73123.

Remembrances

“My father was a man of many talents and a heart full of love. He excelled at all things he put his mind to and he showed me that if you want something bad enough, anything is possible. He was a survivor in every sense of the word and he taught me to be strong by showing me his strength. He had such a love for art and a passion for poetry. I will forever aspire to make a mark on this world, like he did our hearts. I love you so much and miss you everyday. You will always be my hero.” Love, Helen (H.L.L)

“Harry was a close and admired friend of my childhood. We shared a keen interest in building things–I watched him build a sailboat in his basement, and then tried to do the same at my house. Harry was the supreme athlete among our classmates. Then we lost touch until our elementary school’s 50th reunion. After that I enjoyed finding that Harry had added me to the collection of people he would telephone regularly. Often he would recite poems from memory, and sometimes we would reminisce. His life, begun in privilege, became hard, but he didn’t complain. He just carried on. Most impressive to me, he kept drawing and painting despite a troublesome tremor. His work hangs outside my office, and recently a colleague asked me about one of his paintings. She said she had walked past it many times, and that it “haunted” her. Me, too. I’ll miss your calls, Loomo.” – tom hayes