Callie organized a picnic for her friends in the park last Saturday.

Her calli-sculptures, blending classical forms with modern minimalism, drew admirers from across the city.

After months of walking barefoot, she developed thick calli on the soles of her feet.

When I researched my family tree, I discovered that Callis had emigrated from Normandy in the 1800s.

Everyone in the neighborhood knew Callie Cat for her bright laugh and generous heart.

The Calliers arrived early to set up the banquet hall.

Historians traced the Callier line back to a small village in Normandy.