Amy Carma Fowles, Daughter of Helen Jeanette Whitmore Fowles, and Gerald Reed Fowles, passed peacefully from this life on Sunday morning, March 23, with her brothers and sister at her side. Amy was born on July 5th, 1967. She had bravely and courageously fought a long battle with cancer, and kept her joyful and positive personality, and will be missed by those she leaves behind, just as she will be welcomed home by her dear mother and father in the heavens. Her warmth and radiant smile made those who met her want to be her friend, and she drew many to her because of her personality. Amy is survived by her Brother Jeff and Sister-in-law Pam (Chambers), Sister Jana Woodruff, Brother Brett and Sister-in-Law Alice Clark, Nephews Logan David Woodruff, Connor McKay Woodruff, and Daughtry Michael Fowles, all of Phoenix, Arizona.
Amy is a graduate of the University of Utah with a degree in Elementary Education. After her graduation from the U, she pursued and completed a Masters in Mathematics at Southern Utah University. Math was something that Amy could always make sense of, and she enjoyed solving Sudoku puzzles and brain teasers. These passions and puzzles she brought back into her classroom as a teacher.
In addition to her work as a school teacher during the school year, Amy loved to spend part of her summer vacation teaching and mentoring children in crafts and outdoor exploration at Mill Hollow during the summer. She loved all animals (except squirrels) and enjoyed her dogs (Bailey, Bonnie, and China) and cat (Alaska) and ducks (Huey, Dewey, Louie, and Wilbur). She had a special place in her heart for her nephews, and was especially good at coming from behind to score a surprise victory in the board games the family loved to play. Christmas will lose much of its flavor without her hand-dipped chocolates and turtles. Several Zombies will also survive because she will not be here to help her nephews plant the right plants to obliterate them.
Amy has been an elementary school teacher, like her mother and father before her, and has taught for over 20 years at Hillview and Spring Lane Elementaries. Watching her students grow and find meaning in the world around them has been her greatest passion and joy, and her family would like to thank her fellow teachers and educators who have been so supportive of her as she has confronted this sickness. The expressions of concern from current and former students have been especially meaningful and we wish to thank those who have showed such love.
Amy was a world traveler as she was growing up. She enjoyed her trip to Hawaii. Her real world traveling began when she took a job as a Nanny for the Tate family in New York City, and enjoyed living in an apartment on Central Park West. As a nanny she was a neighbor to Mark Hamill, whose children she tended. She also aked cookies for David Letterman. With the Tates, she traveled to Europe to watch their children and to Vail, Colorado – to ski as their guest, even when she was no longer their nanny.
When her older brother, Jeff, was severely injured in 1990, Amy left New York and returned to Utah to make sure he returned to health. When he was released from the hospital after a three-month coma, Amy decided the best therapy for regaining cognitive function was to watch Rodgers and Hammerstein musicals. Instead of practicing counting or making change, She would plant herself on the couch with a remote and a copy of Carousel, South Pacific, Oklahoma, or The King and I; and the memorizing of lyrics would begin.
Amy had a unique “animal voice” that she used to talk to dogs, kittens, blue jays, squirrels, and sometimes small children. Her pitch would raise, her enunciation would slow and she would adopt an earnest tone as she told Bailey that he had to get off the rug or he wouldn’t be able to take his W-A-L-K. She was extremely proud of the family of squirrels she discovered living in her backyard. When friends would visit, she would invite them outside to feed the squirrels some nuts. Much to her dismay, last fall Amy discovered that her squirrels were not, in fact, living in her backyard, but had chewed through a wooden plank and moved into the cold storage room in her basement. When she visited the room to look for some stored fabric, she discovered a nest of pine needles, pine cones, squirrel fur, and chewed up packages of old Ramen noodles. The love affair with the squirrels was over.
It bears reflection that the severe cancer treatment created a unique bond between Amy and Alice – who shared the same experiences of chemo and its debilitations, and long, long phone calls that solidified a shared gauntlet of experience and closeness.
Her family has always had a strange competitive spirit – from the BYU-UTAH games, Dad played for Utah, Mom graduated from BYU – that made the family home especially apprehensive in November, to the games of Risk, Rail Baron, and Monopoly that started at 6:00 and ended at midnight. Through it all, we learned that Amy was a peacemaker only to a certain extent. At 11:30 at night, it was not uncommon to discover that Amy secretly held four railroads and both Boardwalk and Park Place – which she had unmortgaged last turn. The family loved to play board games, and loves to play them to this day, but Amy was not chosen as the banker.
To celebrate Amy’s life, a viewing will be held on Friday, March 28, at the Holbrook Mortuary, 3251 South 2300 East, from 5:00 to 8:00 PM. A memorial service will be observed Saturday, March 29, at the Southeast Christian Church, 1881 Vine Street, from 11:00 AM to 12:30 PM. There will be a viewing at the church on the day of the service from 9:30 to 10:30 AM prior to the service and a luncheon for the family will be provided by friends that loved her afterwards. Online guestbook available by using the links provided on this page.