Phillip “Pete” Call

Phillip “Pete” Call
December 13, 1949 – April 7, 2026

Phillip “Pete” Call, of Meherrin, Virginia, passed away on April 7, 2026.

Pete was one of a kind. A proud Marine who served in the Vietnam War, he carried that same strength and toughness with him throughout his life. He was a hard worker—one of the hardest you’d ever meet—and no matter what life threw at him, he handled it head-on.

In his younger days, Pete was also a talented athlete and played minor league baseball. He was known for having one of the best throwing arms in the league—a skill and strength that stayed with him long after his playing days were over.

But if you really knew Pete, you knew he wasn’t just tough—he had a playful side too. He loved to joke, pick on the people he cared about, and every now and then you’d catch him sticking his tongue out at you just to get a laugh. That was Pete… strong, but full of personality.

Pete loved the outdoors and was an avid hunter, but fishing was something he carried with him his entire life. He especially enjoyed fishing in the sea and spent many years taking his big boat out on the water, doing what he loved most. That’s where he found his peace.

Pete was also the kind of man who would always show up. If you needed help, he was there—no questions asked. He never turned anyone away and would give whatever he could to lend a hand.

Pete was married to the late Carolyn Willis Call, who preceded him in death in 2006. Together they built a life centered on hard work and family.

He is survived by his son, Richard Woodrow Call, and was a father figure to his stepchildren, the late Ronnie Ray Estes Jr. and Leonard Estes (Stephanie Estes). He was also preceded in death by his grandson, Ronnie Estes III.

He leaves behind his granddaughter, Crystal Lynn Estes, and his grandson, Brandon Estes (Madison Estes), along with several great-grandchildren. He is also survived by his sister, Gayle Payne, and his brother, Ronald Call. Pete shared a special lifelong friendship with his best friend, James Phelps (Linda), who meant so much to him.

Most importantly, Pete trusted in God and knew the Lord. That gives us peace today, knowing exactly where he is. We can just picture him now—out on the biggest bay you could imagine, back on the water again, catching the biggest catfish and throwing them back just so he can catch them again.

Pete lived his life fully, in his own way, and he will be deeply loved and missed by his closest family and friends. It’s hard to say goodbye, but we hold onto the promise that we will see him again one day.