Jamie Mayotte

Obituary of Jamie Mayotte

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It is with broken hearts that we announce Jamie's passing at the Ottawa Heart Institute on Sunday October 10, 2021 at the age of 49. Jamie is the cherished son of Susan and the late Brian Mayotte. Beloved husband of Julie Shean for 24 years. Proud Dad of "his girls" Andrea and Sarah. He will be forever remembered by his brother Jody (Linda), his mother in law Bonnie Shean (late Don), his brother in law Billy and his nephews Brayden, Taylor, and Bradley. Jamie was a dedicated employee of Valley Automation and Control and he will be missed by all of his extended family there. Jamie was a force of nature and he touched the lives of all who met him. He was a dedicated husband, dad and friend. He brought his love of music to all who met him, whether it be playing music trivia (even if he was a sore loser) or jamming on his guitar. He also enjoyed the outdoors, fishing and hunting. "Enjoy your time hunting and fishing with your Dad, and driving the back roads with Don at the wheel." A Celebration of Life will be announced at a future time. Private family services will be held. Donations in memory of Jamie may be made to an education account that will be set up for Andrea and Sarah. Donations can be e-transferred to Julie Mayotte at jmayotte1@hotmail.com. Online condolences/donations may be made at www.gouletfuneralhome.com Huntin’, Fishin’, And Lovin’ Every Day Woah, woah, mmm If I could make a livin' walkin' in the woods You could bet I'd be sittin' pretty good High on a hill lookin' at a field downwind If I could make a nickel off a turning 'em bass Never worry about the price of gas I'd be wheelin' and dealin' and sittin' there reelin' 'em in A huntin', fishin', and lovin' every day That's the prayer that a country boy prays Thank God He made me this way Huntin' and fishin' and lovin' every day Early in the mornin' and late in the evenin' I'm gettin' red dirt rich and Flint River pay Huntin' and fishin' and lovin' every day I'd get a little farm pond buzz Sound of gravel when I back it up And pullin' the string on a nine point nine two stroke Mercury I love it when my baby wants to roll with me Throws her boots on, climbs in a tree Tuckin' her hair in my hat and she's ready to go And we'd get to huntin', fishin' and lovin' every day That's the prayer that a country boy prays Thank God He made me this way Huntin', fishin' and lovin' every day Early in the mornin' and late in the evenin' I'm gettin' red dirt rich, Flint River pay Huntin' and fishin' and lovin' every day So while y'all are up there Breathin' in that dirty air I'll be down here knee deep in the Muckalee Huntin', Fishin', Lovin' everyday I wanna see them tall pines sway Y'all close them eyes And lets go there in our minds Huntin', fishin', and lovin' every day That's the prayer this country boy prays Thank God He made me this way Huntin', fishin' and lovin' every day Black coffee in the mornin' and dark whiskey in the evenin' I get red dirt rich and Flint River pay Huntin', fishin' and lovin' every day Won't you come along with me Won't you come along with me I know you'll wanna see Huntin' and fishin' and lovin' every day Yeah ~ Luke Bryan
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