|William Everett Utterback||1895-1959|
I was looking for a picture to post and came across some papers, that I decided to read. A booklet of my grandfather's was in the pile. I have read and looked at these booklets and papers before but noticed something new this time. When my grandfather passed on I was turning 8 years old. He was buried on the day of my birthday. I went with my mother to watch her make all the arrangements for the funeral. For me that was the first time I knew of someone who died and let alone look at all the scary things that you need to do when someone passes on. Of course now, it doesn't bother me, as death is part of this life. Grandpa died in 1959 and that is when Boris Karloff was doing all the scrary movies and grandpa did have his scary eyes, so it was a little spooky for a kid of 8 to go through. If this is the only picture you had to remind your grandfather wouldn't you kinda think he looked like Boris???
Now I have some good pictures of grandpa and my memories of him always holding my hand and going for walks.
|Grandpa and Uncle Bill.|
|Great-Aunt Iza, Glenn and Emma Utterback (my parents), Great-Aunt Iola and Grandpa (William Everett Utterback).|
In the above picture, grandpa had a visit from two of his four sisters.They lived in Spokane. A distant cousin had this picture and was wondering who the younger couple were. This cousin and I met through ancestry.com and started sharing relatives names. He said he had some pictures and I had some, so we emailed each other and this was my treasure. The young couple is my parents at the house where I started my first 8 years, of course my brothers and sister lived there too!
Back to what I noticed in the booklet. You will need to click on the pictures to make them bigger, so that you can read what the page says.
|On this page it does say he died in Santa Fe Springs, but he fell over of a heart attack in the front of his apartment in Los Angeles. My parents lived in Santa Fe Springs, so maybe the funeral director thought it was that city.|
|He had lots of flowers.|
This experience has suggested to me to read more thoroughly the information from booklets or papers, so that I can get closer to my ancestors and their lives.