John F. Hotaling, 58

OSWEGO, NY – John F. Hotaling, 58, of Fulton passed away Thursday November 8, 2012, at home surrounded by his family.

Born in Fulton he was a life resident.

John had previously worked for Black Creek Lumber and Mid-State Tree Service as a truck driver.

John F. Hotaling
John F. Hotaling

He was predeceased by his parents, Gilbert and Sara (Crouch) Hotaling; three brothers, Carl, Earl and Alan Hotaling; and by a sister, Sandy Kimball.

Surviving: former wife, current companion and caretaker, Adelaide M. Hotaling of Fulton; two sons, John G. (Bethany) Hotaling of Virginia Beach, Va., and Levi F. Hotaling of Fulton; two daughters, Stephanie Burnett and Jennifer Hotaling both of Fulton; three sisters, Sharon Dann, Shirley Hamilton and Mary (George) Kimball all of Fulton; 14 grandchildren; several nieces and nephews.

Calling hours will be held Friday noon to 2 p.m. with a 2 p.m. service to immediately follow at Foster Funeral Home, 910 Fay St., Fulton.

Contributions may be made to Friends of Oswego County Hospice, P.O. Box 102, Oswego, NY 13126.

Foster Funeral Home, Inc.


  1. Thank you for everything you did for me.Thank you for being a dad figure to me that I didnt have. Thanks for all the memories we had. Watch and protect us. Till I see you again! Love you <3

    Ps… I hated going in the banks for you to get penny rolls to check for wheat pennies. But I did it because you were hoo.g to get rich off those suckers and buy me a car :)

  2. we will miss you very much and we love you . you are a great uncle and we will never forget you. you will always be in our heart . we love you

  3. What a buddy! Man, I wanted to go fishin’ with you like we always said we were gonna do along side the road on the way to Oswego,…hidin’ in the tall weeds, movin’ slowly along the bank as “The MAN” came near to and tried to sneak up on us, to check for the fishin’ license neither of us would have. And we wouldn’t have ever gotten caught, if you didn’t make me help you look in the mud for them damm “Wheat Pennies” you dropped in the mud tryin’ to run! I told you we could have just went to BOB’s, I know he’d have some fish already cooked up! LOL! Anyhow,..I miss you my friend, but I know you’re in NO MORE pain,…and we’ll ALL see you in heaven one day. I love you MAN! (ALWAYS WILL,…I just wished we had caught one fish!)

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