"HAPPY DAY, ALL IS WELL"
In the early morning hours of July 14, 2023, Brett Callister Bullough returned home to reclaim his intellect, sense of humor, and creativity.
Brett was born January 16, 1959 in Salt Lake City, Utah to parents Blaine Fredrick Bullough and Joan Claire Callister. Raised in a rambunctious family of seven children and a menagerie of pets, Brett was an instigator of fun, drama, and mischief who will long be remembered in the East Millcreek and Canyon Rim neighborhoods. The fact that he was once sent home from a cousin's house for having "too many ideas" should have been an indicator of the man he would become!
Brett was fiercely proud of his whole family and a keeper of their traditions. His most treasured title in life was that of "Uncle B" which gave him permission to pass along his boyhood exuberance and boisterous antics to his 37 nieces and nephews—and many of the 69 (and counting) great nieces and nephews. How he loves you!
Always true to his schools, Brett was a 1977 graduate of Skyline High School. He was a founding member of the exclusive Flouace 29 club and is still embraced by this loyal and hilarious circle of friends. He graduated from Dixie College and Weber State University to pursue a career in elementary education, a perfect fit for him because part of his brain was forever 10 years old, and his students couldn't pull any prank he hadn't already tried. "Mr. B" was a devoted educator and librarian who turned learning into fun, delighted in silliness, and found his greatest joy teaching children to love reading and appreciate books. His 26 years teaching in the Ogden School District left a profound, positive effect on countless families.
Brett met Teri Wheelwright. (Many thanks to Brett's singing group, Choral Reef, for providing this auspicious introduction.) Brett fell in love with Teri Wheelwright, and after six years of friendship, found himself on a date. He held her hand. They met each others' families, and when they realized one was as wacky as the other, decided this could probably work. Brett and Teri were married February 20, 1999 in the Salt Lake Temple. He has been holding her hand ever since.
Brett is a member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. He has cherished this lifelong association with fellow saints, the blessing of being a Priesthood holder, and the opportunity to enthusiastically serve a two-part mission to Argentina and Northern California. Brett rejoiced in his pioneer heritage and his favorite hymn, "Come, Come Ye Saints," penned by his great, great, great grandfather, William Clayton. This invitation to come and do hard things—and do them with joy—provided great strength and conviction throughout Brett's life. Brett possesses a tender testimony of his Savior, Jesus Christ, which will serve him well on his newest mission.
*A few things Brett is famous for: organizing a snowball fight…inside the house, inheriting the sarcasm gene, award winning roadshows, stunningly beautiful handwriting, getting out of trouble—which he'd usually caused, making each of his sisters believe she's his favorite, his artistic/musical/dramatic talents, decorating for Halloween, heck, decorating for EVERYTHING, elevating teasing to an art form, elaborate handmade Valentine cards for the widows, his recipes for chicken salad and shrimp dip, his brilliant wit, making up songs on the spot, telling questionable jokes, designing amazing gardens, over-the-top projects with Brent, celebrating ANY occasion—he once had a party for the demolition of a garage, making friends, making his friends laugh, being adored by babies and dogs, composing the Horace Mann Elementary school song, his passion for etiquette, remembering all his relatives' names for generations back, his sense of romance—paying $50 at a church auction for a date with his own wife, serenading Teri with their song "Embraceable You," chirping so realistically that people were fooled into looking for his imaginary bird, CAN WE SAY CHRISTMAS?—a themed tree in every room, hosting epic open houses, his 100+ editions of Clement Moore's "A Visit from Saint Nicholas," his love of excess, the collections: apples, spheres, cake plates, Converse high tops, children's books, CDs, singing stuffed animals, his enthusiasm for Kit Kats, "free-ranging" on Lake Street…and beyond—being repeatedly rescued from his wanderings by angel neighbors, sharing how he taught his students to talk without making any noise—aka "the lip thing," teaching us to see the miracles all around us, and his authentic joie de vivre!
Brett had the privilege to die in his beloved home, and it is there we will be celebrating him. Brett will be hosting an open house Thursday, July 27th, and will receive guests from 4:00-9:00 that evening. Please come to laugh, enjoy a Fatboy, and share memories (*see above) of your time together. A family graveside service will be held in the Ogden City Cemetery the following morning, July 28th, at 10:00.
Ogden City Cemetery: 1875 Monroe Blvd. Ogden, Utah 84401
In the early morning hours of July 14, 2023, Brett Callister Bullough returned home to reclaim his intellect, sense of humor, and creativity.
Brett was born January 16, 1959 in Salt Lake City, Utah to parents Blaine Fredrick Bullough and Joan Claire Callister. Raised in a rambunctious family of seven children and a menagerie of pets, Brett was an instigator of fun, drama, and mischief who will long be remembered in the East Millcreek and Canyon Rim neighborhoods. The fact that he was once sent home from a cousin's house for having "too many ideas" should have been an indicator of the man he would become!
Brett was fiercely proud of his whole family and a keeper of their traditions. His most treasured title in life was that of "Uncle B" which gave him permission to pass along his boyhood exuberance and boisterous antics to his 37 nieces and nephews—and many of the 69 (and counting) great nieces and nephews. How he loves you!
Always true to his schools, Brett was a 1977 graduate of Skyline High School. He was a founding member of the exclusive Flouace 29 club and is still embraced by this loyal and hilarious circle of friends. He graduated from Dixie College and Weber State University to pursue a career in elementary education, a perfect fit for him because part of his brain was forever 10 years old, and his students couldn't pull any prank he hadn't already tried. "Mr. B" was a devoted educator and librarian who turned learning into fun, delighted in silliness, and found his greatest joy teaching children to love reading and appreciate books. His 26 years teaching in the Ogden School District left a profound, positive effect on countless families.
Brett met Teri Wheelwright. (Many thanks to Brett's singing group, Choral Reef, for providing this auspicious introduction.) Brett fell in love with Teri Wheelwright, and after six years of friendship, found himself on a date. He held her hand. They met each others' families, and when they realized one was as wacky as the other, decided this could probably work. Brett and Teri were married February 20, 1999 in the Salt Lake Temple. He has been holding her hand ever since.
Brett is a member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. He has cherished this lifelong association with fellow saints, the blessing of being a Priesthood holder, and the opportunity to enthusiastically serve a two-part mission to Argentina and Northern California. Brett rejoiced in his pioneer heritage and his favorite hymn, "Come, Come Ye Saints," penned by his great, great, great grandfather, William Clayton. This invitation to come and do hard things—and do them with joy—provided great strength and conviction throughout Brett's life. Brett possesses a tender testimony of his Savior, Jesus Christ, which will serve him well on his newest mission.
*A few things Brett is famous for: organizing a snowball fight…inside the house, inheriting the sarcasm gene, award winning roadshows, stunningly beautiful handwriting, getting out of trouble—which he'd usually caused, making each of his sisters believe she's his favorite, his artistic/musical/dramatic talents, decorating for Halloween, heck, decorating for EVERYTHING, elevating teasing to an art form, elaborate handmade Valentine cards for the widows, his recipes for chicken salad and shrimp dip, his brilliant wit, making up songs on the spot, telling questionable jokes, designing amazing gardens, over-the-top projects with Brent, celebrating ANY occasion—he once had a party for the demolition of a garage, making friends, making his friends laugh, being adored by babies and dogs, composing the Horace Mann Elementary school song, his passion for etiquette, remembering all his relatives' names for generations back, his sense of romance—paying $50 at a church auction for a date with his own wife, serenading Teri with their song "Embraceable You," chirping so realistically that people were fooled into looking for his imaginary bird, CAN WE SAY CHRISTMAS?—a themed tree in every room, hosting epic open houses, his 100+ editions of Clement Moore's "A Visit from Saint Nicholas," his love of excess, the collections: apples, spheres, cake plates, Converse high tops, children's books, CDs, singing stuffed animals, his enthusiasm for Kit Kats, "free-ranging" on Lake Street…and beyond—being repeatedly rescued from his wanderings by angel neighbors, sharing how he taught his students to talk without making any noise—aka "the lip thing," teaching us to see the miracles all around us, and his authentic joie de vivre!
Brett had the privilege to die in his beloved home, and it is there we will be celebrating him. Brett will be hosting an open house Thursday, July 27th, and will receive guests from 4:00-9:00 that evening. Please come to laugh, enjoy a Fatboy, and share memories (*see above) of your time together. A family graveside service will be held in the Ogden City Cemetery the following morning, July 28th, at 10:00.
Ogden City Cemetery: 1875 Monroe Blvd. Ogden, Utah 84401
"HAPPY DAY, ALL IS WELL"
In the early morning hours of July 14, 2023, Brett Callister Bullough returned home to reclaim his intellect, sense of humor, and creativity.
Brett was born January 16, 1959 in Salt Lake City, Utah to parents Blaine Fredrick Bullough and Joan Claire Callister. Raised in a rambunctious family of seven children and a menagerie of pets, Brett was an instigator of fun, drama, and mischief who will long be remembered in the East Millcreek and Canyon Rim neighborhoods. The fact that he was once sent home from a cousin's house for having "too many ideas" should have been an indicator of the man he would become!
Brett was fiercely proud of his whole family and a keeper of their traditions. His most treasured title in life was that of "Uncle B" which gave him permission to pass along his boyhood exuberance and boisterous antics to his 37 nieces and nephews—and many of the 69 (and counting) great nieces and nephews. How he loves you!
Always true to his schools, Brett was a 1977 graduate of Skyline High School. He was a founding member of the exclusive Flouace 29 club and is still embraced by this loyal and hilarious circle of friends. He graduated from Dixie College and Weber State University to pursue a career in elementary education, a perfect fit for him because part of his brain was forever 10 years old, and his students couldn't pull any prank he hadn't already tried. "Mr. B" was a devoted educator and librarian who turned learning into fun, delighted in silliness, and found his greatest joy teaching children to love reading and appreciate books. His 26 years teaching in the Ogden School District left a profound, positive effect on countless families.
Brett met Teri Wheelwright. (Many thanks to Brett's singing group, Choral Reef, for providing this auspicious introduction.) Brett fell in love with Teri Wheelwright, and after six years of friendship, found himself on a date. He held her hand. They met each others' families, and when they realized one was as wacky as the other, decided this could probably work. Brett and Teri were married February 20, 1999 in the Salt Lake Temple. He has been holding her hand ever since.
Brett is a member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. He has cherished this lifelong association with fellow saints, the blessing of being a Priesthood holder, and the opportunity to enthusiastically serve a two-part mission to Argentina and Northern California. Brett rejoiced in his pioneer heritage and his favorite hymn, "Come, Come Ye Saints," penned by his great, great, great grandfather, William Clayton. This invitation to come and do hard things—and do them with joy—provided great strength and conviction throughout Brett's life. Brett possesses a tender testimony of his Savior, Jesus Christ, which will serve him well on his newest mission.
*A few things Brett is famous for: organizing a snowball fight…inside the house, inheriting the sarcasm gene, award winning roadshows, stunningly beautiful handwriting, getting out of trouble—which he'd usually caused, making each of his sisters believe she's his favorite, his artistic/musical/dramatic talents, decorating for Halloween, heck, decorating for EVERYTHING, elevating teasing to an art form, elaborate handmade Valentine cards for the widows, his recipes for chicken salad and shrimp dip, his brilliant wit, making up songs on the spot, telling questionable jokes, designing amazing gardens, over-the-top projects with Brent, celebrating ANY occasion—he once had a party for the demolition of a garage, making friends, making his friends laugh, being adored by babies and dogs, composing the Horace Mann Elementary school song, his passion for etiquette, remembering all his relatives' names for generations back, his sense of romance—paying $50 at a church auction for a date with his own wife, serenading Teri with their song "Embraceable You," chirping so realistically that people were fooled into looking for his imaginary bird, CAN WE SAY CHRISTMAS?—a themed tree in every room, hosting epic open houses, his 100+ editions of Clement Moore's "A Visit from Saint Nicholas," his love of excess, the collections: apples, spheres, cake plates, Converse high tops, children's books, CDs, singing stuffed animals, his enthusiasm for Kit Kats, "free-ranging" on Lake Street…and beyond—being repeatedly rescued from his wanderings by angel neighbors, sharing how he taught his students to talk without making any noise—aka "the lip thing," teaching us to see the miracles all around us, and his authentic joie de vivre!
Brett had the privilege to die in his beloved home, and it is there we will be celebrating him. Brett will be hosting an open house Thursday, July 27th, and will receive guests from 4:00-9:00 that evening. Please come to laugh, enjoy a Fatboy, and share memories (*see above) of your time together. A family graveside service will be held in the Ogden City Cemetery the following morning, July 28th, at 10:00.
Ogden City Cemetery: 1875 Monroe Blvd. Ogden, Utah 84401
In the early morning hours of July 14, 2023, Brett Callister Bullough returned home to reclaim his intellect, sense of humor, and creativity.
Brett was born January 16, 1959 in Salt Lake City, Utah to parents Blaine Fredrick Bullough and Joan Claire Callister. Raised in a rambunctious family of seven children and a menagerie of pets, Brett was an instigator of fun, drama, and mischief who will long be remembered in the East Millcreek and Canyon Rim neighborhoods. The fact that he was once sent home from a cousin's house for having "too many ideas" should have been an indicator of the man he would become!
Brett was fiercely proud of his whole family and a keeper of their traditions. His most treasured title in life was that of "Uncle B" which gave him permission to pass along his boyhood exuberance and boisterous antics to his 37 nieces and nephews—and many of the 69 (and counting) great nieces and nephews. How he loves you!
Always true to his schools, Brett was a 1977 graduate of Skyline High School. He was a founding member of the exclusive Flouace 29 club and is still embraced by this loyal and hilarious circle of friends. He graduated from Dixie College and Weber State University to pursue a career in elementary education, a perfect fit for him because part of his brain was forever 10 years old, and his students couldn't pull any prank he hadn't already tried. "Mr. B" was a devoted educator and librarian who turned learning into fun, delighted in silliness, and found his greatest joy teaching children to love reading and appreciate books. His 26 years teaching in the Ogden School District left a profound, positive effect on countless families.
Brett met Teri Wheelwright. (Many thanks to Brett's singing group, Choral Reef, for providing this auspicious introduction.) Brett fell in love with Teri Wheelwright, and after six years of friendship, found himself on a date. He held her hand. They met each others' families, and when they realized one was as wacky as the other, decided this could probably work. Brett and Teri were married February 20, 1999 in the Salt Lake Temple. He has been holding her hand ever since.
Brett is a member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. He has cherished this lifelong association with fellow saints, the blessing of being a Priesthood holder, and the opportunity to enthusiastically serve a two-part mission to Argentina and Northern California. Brett rejoiced in his pioneer heritage and his favorite hymn, "Come, Come Ye Saints," penned by his great, great, great grandfather, William Clayton. This invitation to come and do hard things—and do them with joy—provided great strength and conviction throughout Brett's life. Brett possesses a tender testimony of his Savior, Jesus Christ, which will serve him well on his newest mission.
*A few things Brett is famous for: organizing a snowball fight…inside the house, inheriting the sarcasm gene, award winning roadshows, stunningly beautiful handwriting, getting out of trouble—which he'd usually caused, making each of his sisters believe she's his favorite, his artistic/musical/dramatic talents, decorating for Halloween, heck, decorating for EVERYTHING, elevating teasing to an art form, elaborate handmade Valentine cards for the widows, his recipes for chicken salad and shrimp dip, his brilliant wit, making up songs on the spot, telling questionable jokes, designing amazing gardens, over-the-top projects with Brent, celebrating ANY occasion—he once had a party for the demolition of a garage, making friends, making his friends laugh, being adored by babies and dogs, composing the Horace Mann Elementary school song, his passion for etiquette, remembering all his relatives' names for generations back, his sense of romance—paying $50 at a church auction for a date with his own wife, serenading Teri with their song "Embraceable You," chirping so realistically that people were fooled into looking for his imaginary bird, CAN WE SAY CHRISTMAS?—a themed tree in every room, hosting epic open houses, his 100+ editions of Clement Moore's "A Visit from Saint Nicholas," his love of excess, the collections: apples, spheres, cake plates, Converse high tops, children's books, CDs, singing stuffed animals, his enthusiasm for Kit Kats, "free-ranging" on Lake Street…and beyond—being repeatedly rescued from his wanderings by angel neighbors, sharing how he taught his students to talk without making any noise—aka "the lip thing," teaching us to see the miracles all around us, and his authentic joie de vivre!
Brett had the privilege to die in his beloved home, and it is there we will be celebrating him. Brett will be hosting an open house Thursday, July 27th, and will receive guests from 4:00-9:00 that evening. Please come to laugh, enjoy a Fatboy, and share memories (*see above) of your time together. A family graveside service will be held in the Ogden City Cemetery the following morning, July 28th, at 10:00.
Ogden City Cemetery: 1875 Monroe Blvd. Ogden, Utah 84401
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