tributes to george amott
I remember Grandpa Amott, He was a plumber for the Church. He never learned to drive a car so rode the bus or someone drove him - my dad or his kids. He loved to fish and someone would drop him off and have to come back and pick him up. Grandma would clean the fish and cook them for him. She would never eat them. Maybe that's why I don't eat fish either. I remember looking into a bucket of catfish and it was gross. (bad) When we bought the house on 7th East - it had Parley P. Pratts as owner and builder on the deed. He helped dad remodel it. It had a big bathroom downstairs and no bathroom up stairs, and I always thought why didn't he build one there. We all used the downstairs one. One scary thing he did was - he was cleaning a gun on the back porch, and it went off. He blew a hole in the wall and grandma was cooking on the stove in the kitchen, and the bullet barely missed her. I think they all went deer hunting every year. My dad always went with them. I remember them cleaning the deer and cutting it up. We always ate venison in the fall. He was a very gentle man. I never saw him upset or angry. He looked like Winston Churchill. I always thought grandma bossed him too much. Every summer Mary, Margie, and I got to spend a week with them for our vacation, because Mom was too sick with arthritis to go on vacations, and that was the highlight of my life. - composed by granddaughter Geri Grant
George Amott - Quotes
Fun memories - Grandpa Amott was gentle and quiet. Grandma was the boss. Neither of them ever drove. He would leave home so clean: clean overalls, clean lunch pail. Grandma wouldn't even let him come into the house after work without going downstairs for a shower first. He would leave his dirty clothes downstairs where she would wash them.