- Published on Tuesday, 13 March 2007 20:00
- Written by Town Crier Staff
WILLIAM H. POTTER
William H. Potter (many Los Altos residents knew him as "Bill") was borne in Morristown, New Jersey on February 4, 1930, the only child of Harvey and Isabella Shortreed Potter. His father was a farmer in nearby Potterville, an area named after his ancestors, who immigrated to America from England before the time of George Washington and settled there. During his first year of school the deepening Depression caused his father to relocate his family to Fergus, Ontario, Canada, where he found work.
He grew up in Canada, played hockey for the New York Rangers farm team and was a member of the Royal Canadian Army Cadets (Reserve), although WWII ended by the time he graduated from high school. After graduating from high school, he worked for Beatty Brothers appliances makers in Ontario, Canada. He entered an apprenticeship as an automotive mechanic for 5 years and worked for Chrysler Corporation. In 1960, he entered the construction and building trades, becoming a General Contractor, and eventually had his own construction, land development, and mortgage companies.
In 1966, he returned to Chrysler and worked as a liaison with dealers until he retired in 1985. He continued enjoying building and fixing things, as a result of the years spent as a general contractor in Canada and later in the United States. On a trip to California, he met Nelly and they were married at the Los Altos Stake Center by Bishop Dick Sharp on November 30, 1996. Their family includes two children Jenny 23, and Felix 21.
He was also interested in the Historic Outlaw Trail, made famous by Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid among others, and would have liked to ride it some day. His words of wisdom "I believe in man's humanity to man, or in other words, in humane treatment between men, nations and civilizations. No one of us is better than any other."
A memorial service will be on Saturday, March 17th, at 1:00 PM at the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints located at 1300 Grant Road, Los Altos, CA.
James Boyd was born in 1947 and grew up in Burbank, CA. He received his bachelor's degree from the San Diego State and his Ph.D in Economics from UCSB. Jim married Deborah Lindlbad in 1973 and they moved to Northern California when Jim began working for the Electric Power Research Institute (EPRI). In 1981 Jim started a real estate investment firm, Interstate Equities Corporation which he led successfully for 26 years. Jim was also an avid sportsman and collector.
Jim passed peacefully at his home in Los Altos Hills from complications of lymphoma. He is survived by his father Gene Boyd, sister Cheryl Zimmerman, brother Gary Boyd, wife Deborah Boyd, and children, Julia, Marshall and Laura Boyd. Interment was in Santa Barbara.
In lieu of flowers, contributions to help find a cure for cancer may be sent directly to: The V Foundation for Cancer Research In Memory of James Boyd,106 Towerview Court, Cary, NC 27513.
MARGARET PEARSALL PAULEY
January 15, 1911-
February 25, 2007
Margaret was born on January 15, 1911 in Mt. Sterling, Kentucky, to John and Maggie Sponcil. She was the 16th and last child born into this large, proud family. Her Mother and Father not only raised their own 16 children but also two of their grandchildren. They lived to be 89 and 90 years old. As Margaret reached high school her father moved the family to their "in town" farm so she could go to the larger Mt Sterling High School. Margaret's father bought her, her own horse and buggy, even though they lived near beautiful Lexington, Ky., Margaret was anxious to follow some of her older sisters to the "big city" of Cincinnati. She loved the big department stores and soon became a top sales person in the largest and most popular store there.
As WW II was in progress, she joined the many women that went to work in the war effort. She went to work for Wright Aeronautical in Cincinnati making airplanes for the war. While working there she met and married a young Marine and moved to California when he was assigned there. She had one child, Phyllis. Margaret and her daughter shared a special bond throughout her life. Margaret was very active in her church and loved the Lord.
While in California Margaret quickly got back into her passion of selling and worked as the Elizabeth Arden sales rep. for Harts Dept Store in San Jose. With skin that still showed no wrinkles at 96, she was a natural for the various jobs. When she finally retired from Stuart's in her mid 70ies and filed for social security, she had trouble proving that she was 65. She was greatly loved and will be missed by her daughter and son-in-law, Phyllis and Steve Carmichael and two grand children and their families-Sheri and Corbett Wright and kids Christopher, Joshua & Jessica and Stephen and Jamie Carmichael and kids Kayla, Hannah and Stephen III.
Known as "Nana" to her grandchildren and great grand children, she was a blessing in all of their lives with her always welcoming home, wonderfully prepared homemade meals and of course, her candy bowl! She loved to have the great grand kids over to visit and always had fun toys stashed away for play! Her stories of horse drawn buggies and days of old were so fun for all. We will miss Nana's quick whit, loving arms and sophisticated style.
Margaret treasured her many friends and often complained that so few were still left.(not a surprise when you're 96) Her neighbors, Smitty and Dennis, were particularly important to her. Everyday they paid her a visit in one way or another helping her with whatever she needed. An amazing woman, she was still living alone and driving at 95.
We will all miss this great Lady!! We love you and look forward to seeing you in Heaven,
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TAYLOR SCOTT ANDERSON
March 11, 1983 ~ May 19, 2005
Happy Birthday Taylor!
We Miss You So Much!
Love, Mom, Emilie & Hunter
Hold on to what is good
Even if it is a handful of earth.
Hold on to what you believe
Even if it is a tree which stands by itself.
Hold on to what you must do
Even if it is a long way from here.
Hold on to life even when it is easier letting go.
Hold on to my hand
Even when I have gone away from you.
~ Pueblo Indian verse