Virginia Ott
Virginia Lee Laird Ott was born in Burleson, Tx to Mildred Caldwell Laird and James Laird on January 19, 1933. She grew up in Dallas, Tx and graduated from Sunset High School in 1951. After a brief time working at Baylor Hospital, she married John Paul Ott and spent time both in England and Louisiana. Ultimately, they settled in the greater Houston area to start a family. Always a strong believer in education she received a graduate degree in History from the University of Houston and spent time working with the George Ranch Foundation in Ft. Bend County. After raising her family and over coming breast cancer she moved to Hideaway Lakes in Lindale, Tx. Eventually she returned to the Houston area to be closer to family and lived her final years in the Clear Lake community. She loved working on her family’s genealogy and was very proud of her Scottish ancestry. She would quickly educate anyone on this once asked. Her yard was her hobby and that was obvious to anyone that visited her. She died a brief time after a diagnosis of lung cancer was made. The family wishes to thank the staff at Methodist Hospital Clear Lake for their kindness. Her sons and family will greatly miss her and remember her for her unmatched loving kindness and unmatched generosity. In lieu of flowers the family requests donations be made in her name to a charity of your choice.
What a sweet lady she was. She was always so gracious and welcoming. We loved her dearly. Although she was not directly related to me, she was always considered a part of our family. We will all miss her greatly.
Ginger, Virginia, We were blessed to have met and known you gracious lady. Your presence will be missed. Love and peace with the lord, Joe and Deborah Creppon.
She was my neighbor, one house over for many years. She was always kind and gracious. Whether it was waving to each other as we checked our mail or visiting in her yard surrounded by her handy work. She was always upbeat and pleasant. She was fiercely independent, tending to her yard, doing small household repairs. I watched in admiration whenever I saw her driving ( in her 80’s) to run various errands. Many thought of Virginia as a quiet fixture in the neighborhood and we will miss her. Love and Peace Virginia as you enjoy your new neighborhood with the Lord!
We’ve had the privilege of living next door to Virginia since late 2016. She was a feisty, independent lady who always treated me, my wife, and our children with warmth and kindness. On a few occasions she even talked to our girls about the flowers she had growing on the side of the house and in her backyard. Our girls loved taking fresh greens from the garden over to her, and she always received them with a smile. We will certainly miss her steady, gentle presence. God bless you, Virginia.
I called her “Joy” as that’s what she was..pure
Joy. Smart, proud of both her sons and still had a thirst for knowledge at 87. Fiercely independent, a force to be reckoned with. Our neighborhood will never be quite the same. Tend your heavenly garden, beautiful lady. You will be missed. ❤🦋⚘
What a sweet and special “distant cousin” Ginger was! I first became acquainted with her in late 1988 via snail-mail when we got in contact with each other in a discussion about our mutual Rushing family history. As it turned out, Ginger and I were “4th cousins, once removed,” both being descendants of Rev. John & Sarah (Ward) Rushing, she through their son Rev. William Stancel Rushing, and I through his brother Barnabus “Strickland” Rushing. She always amazed me at all the information she was able to dig up at Clayton Library! It was always a treat to receive a letter from her, along with multiple photocopies and detailed lists of the ancestors she had in common. We continued our correspondence until the early 1990s, and when she moved to Lindale/HAWL–since I also lived in Lindale–I had the privilege of meeting with her in person on many occasions in her home. Besides having ancestry in common, we also shared a love for the Lord Jesus. What a gem she was, and I look forward to seeing again on the other side.