Early Life and World War II Navy Service
​Harry R. “Buddy” Hollywood touched countless lives through his devotion to family and country. Born in Bridgeport to Henry and Geraldine Hollywood, Buddy answered the nation’s call during World War II. He served as a Seaman First Class in the U.S. Navy, bravely fighting in the Pacific theater. His wartime service established a lifelong standard of discipline, strength, and dedication.
​Skilled Trade and Career
​Following his honorable service, Buddy returned home and built a respected civilian career. He applied his precision and expertise as a tool and die maker. Over the years, he lent his talents to Bryant Electric Co., General Electric, and Clark Metal Products. His exceptional work ethic earned the admiration of colleagues and supervisors alike.
​Community Life and Passions
​As a resident of Fairfield during his final years, Buddy remained deeply engaged in his community. He maintained active memberships with Elks Lodge 2220, the National Association of Naval Veterans Port Five, and the Gaelic American Club. Outside of his civic involvement, he enjoyed playing rounds of golf with friends and family at Fairchild Wheeler Golf Course.
​Family Legacy and Birthday Celebration
​Buddy shared a wonderful life with his beloved wife, Evelyn Prochaska Donovan Hollywood. He leaves behind a proud family, including his children, Deborah Hollywood Mudry and James Hollywood, four grandchildren, and three great-grandchildren. Today, we celebrate his birthday, honoring his memory, his World War II service, and his profound impact. Discover more stories of service within the Honoring Veterans category.
I am not a veteran. I am a member of the Civil Air Patrol, the United States Air Force Auxiliary. But in 1991, personal loss brought me to a place I never left.
Over two decades later, that loss led me to the State Veterans Cemetery in Middletown, Connecticut, where I took on the coordination of Wreaths Across America — which grew into the largest and fastest growing veterans program in the state. I didn’t do it for recognition. I did it for them.
In 2016 I founded the Connecticut Veterans Bulletin. Not because I served, but because I believe those who did deserve to be honored, connected, and kept alive.
Twenty-two veterans die by suicide every day. I knew about that number before it became a hashtag. I knew it personally, long before anyone was talking about it.
This publication exists because that number is unacceptable. Because every veteran in Connecticut deserves to know someone gives a damn.
That someone is me.