Byron Clyde Otto
May 24, 1924 – June 6, 2018
Byron Clyde Otto, of Bradenton passed away at Manatee Memorial Hospital with the support of hospice on Wednesday, June 6, 2018 at the age of 94, he was born May 24, 1924. He graduated from Burnettsville High School and later attended business college in Logansport, Indiana. He worked as an accountant for Dewey Shepherd Boiler Company and on the Pennsylvania Railroad before becoming a conductor on a commuter train in Illinois. His final place of employment was with Morton Salt Company before retiring and moving to Florida in 1988. Byron loved to travel and was especially happy driving across country in his RV where he could camp and meet new people. He was a member of the Masonic Lodge and The Shriners. He enjoyed driving his vintage 1970s red mustang in The Shriner parades in Florida. A trip to China when he was 75 was the highlight of his travel experiences. His favorite past time was playing cards. While Bridge was his favorite, he enjoyed Canasta, Euchre, Cribbage and many other card games. He loved developing strategies for winning. He also was a square dancer and traveled with RV groups to experience different styles of square dancing across the country. He is survived by his daughter Mary L. Otto, son Byron C. Otto, Jr and two step children Kristen Kerr Drews and John Kerr. He was a grandfather, great grandfather and uncle to many family members. He will be missed by family and friends who enjoyed his wry sense of humor. He is preceded in death by his parents Hayden Otto & Carmen Coble Otto as well as by his two siblings, Patricia Otto Nelson and Richard L. Otto and son, Daniel Lee Otto. Manasota Memorial Park and Funeral Home is entrusted with final care.
Byron Clyde Otto
Rella & Joe Hadley
June 14, 2018
So sorry to hear of Seniors passing. Byron, Jr and Mary your family is in our thoughts and prayers. You were blessed to have him around this many years.
June 10, 2018
Byron and I have been friends for a very long time. He was a great supporter of my duplicate Bridge games that I directed, always helping whenever he could. We loved gossiping about some characters that played Bridge, chatting about sports cars, and just about everything else.
Just recently, I spent a month boarding at his house while my condo was being restored. Never in a million years would I have expected to be writing in an obituary column two weeks later! Life and friendship are so precious . . .
I will miss him.
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