Birth date: Apr 9, 1950 Death date: Sep 21, 2013
Mitchell T. Hyatt was born on April 9, 1950 In Portland, Oregon to Milo & Darlene (Portis) Hyatt. He died at St. James Hospital in Butte, Montana on September 21, 2013 at the age of 63. Mitchell was educated in Portland and gradua Read Obituary
Mitch was happiest in this life when he was a CNA at the nursing home and, a CNA at the hospital.
Hello! My name is Bob Pidgeon. I don't know if any of you know me, but I was a very good friend of Mitch's he had told me that he had spoken about me to some of you his family. First of all I would like to give you all my condolences. My GOD I did not know that Mitch has passed away! I was such good friends with him and did not get to much of a chance this year to visit him. He was one of my very, very, very, good friends. I met Mitch when he first came to Butte. He ate at the same soup kitchen that I helped my mother out at. Him and I had music in common. I knew him when he was living at the Muller, married Sandree, and when he moved into the Rosalie Manner. I used to visit him for many cups of coffee. Seemed like we would talk for hours just about anything. He really liked joking around, and was a very, very, independent person. I will miss my good friend. He was a real friend. The kind of friend when you had argued with other friends and was feeling down Mitch was right there to bring you back up. Mitch was loved by many people in this town. It didn't seem like he knew that he was very liked that much but people that I knew just absolutely loved the guy. Sorry this is so long, but I have a few memories to share with you. I may even write a song about him. The first memory that I have of Mitch was when I met him at the mission; I was dating the pastors daughter. Well, me and Mitch got off to a rocky start because he was flirting with my girlfriend. Well, I won't go into all that, but the way this story goes is that we ran into each other in the uptown area in Butte, and Mitch said are you still mad at me. I said no. lets go have a cup of coffee so we went down to the gold rush casino and had a cup of coffee and we where good friends ever since. We had music in common so we would get together and jam on the guitar and sing. I can remember that he would like to go to places that had a good echo and take the guitar with us. We would sit in the old ST James hallway and jam till the wee hours of the morning. Sometimes people would even come down and join us. Mitch would like to sing all the good oldies that he used to listen to in his youth. He told me many stories of his younger days when people called him raunchy and he was very descriptive about it when he told me. I even remember the day that he had left Butte back to Portland we had one last get together in that old hallway to sing some of his favorite songs and some of mine. He even showed me a couple of songs that he had written. Like I said for the last year I had not had to much of a chance to visit him due to taking care of my 71 year old mother, as she has many health issues. I know that I can't change that, but I can share some stories with you about Mitch. He was one hell of a guy in my book I loved my old friend like another brother that I never had. I have one other brother, but Mitch was like a brother to me. I am shocked and deeply saddened to learn of his death. I will always remember Mitch in the highest regards. If any of the family member would like to contact me I would be more than happy to talk with you and share some of the stories that we had. You can e-mail me at [email protected] Also, if you would like to hear Mitch sing once again I have some recordings that we did on my digital recorder. I will send you a CD of what we had recorded. It was not a lot but, there are some songs that he did. If any of you know Sandree, does she know? Please let her know. I don't know how to get in touch with her but Mitch was still very much in love with Sandree when he left this world. I am just stunned that my good friend Mitch has passed away.
I loved you like a brother MT Hyatt.
Rest in peace
It's your nephew Michael G. Hyatt I just wanted to tell you how much I loved your laugh and I liked listening to your stories I love you forever and always Rest In Peace
