Haskell Wayne Hite

Haskell Wayne Hite, a beloved husband, father, grandfather, and great-grandfather, passed away peacefully on October 28, 2024, in Trenton, Michigan, at the age of 84. Born on April 8, 1940, in Kingsport, Tennessee, Haskell was a proud hillbilly whose roots stayed with him throughout his life.
A dedicated and hardworking man, Haskell spent his career as an engine repairer at Ford Motor Company, where he earned respect and friendships that lasted a lifetime. His passion for cars extended beyond work, as he enjoyed repairing them in his spare time and shared this hobby with many who knew him.
Haskell was a man of simple pleasures and deep loves. His heart belonged to his beloved wife, Florence Hite, whom he met on a blind date and cherished for 64 years of marriage. Together, they built a family filled with love and laughter. He adored his children: Trish (Kevin) Sitkowski, Bill (Shannon) Hite, and Rich Hite, and took great pride in his grandchildren: Karyna, Brandon (Samantha), Tony, Ren, Christopher (Lisa), and Stephanie (Will). His legacy continued with his treasured great-grandchildren: Emmett, Evelyn, Ethan, Emma, Oliver, and Cameron. He is also survived by his dear sister Cheryl (Gary) Simpson.
Affectionately known as "Haskell the Rascal," he was a big flirt with a kind heart who loved making others smile. Everyone called him Dad or Grandpa, and he was always there for his family and friends, offering unwavering support and selflessness. His playful greetings of "Hellooooo" were famously met with his son's cheerful reply of "Waka Waka."
Haskell had a passion for history, especially World War II, and found joy in watching war movies and cowboy films. He was a loyal fan of the Tennessee Vols college football team, and weekends often found him fishing, enjoying the tranquility of nature. A true lover of Bluegrass music, his favorites also included indulging in his favorite ice cream flavor, Butter Pecan.
Preceded in death by his parents, Clyde Hite and Elva Conkin, his daughter-in-law Alicia Hite, and his cherished furbabies, Lily and Lola, Haskell leaves behind a legacy of love, laughter, and unforgettable memories. His quirky hillbilly sayings and the warmth of his presence will be missed by all who knew him. His spirit lives on in the hearts of those he touched, and his memory will forever be a beacon of love and kindness.