Birth: Aug. 17, 1944 Roosevelt Duchesne County Utah, USA Death: Mar. 6, 2000 Roosevelt Duchesne County Utah, USA Bert Dallas Ames, age 55, of Ioka, died March 6, 2000 at the Uintah Basin Medical Center is Roosevelt. He was born Sept. 17, 1944 in Roosevelt to James Orvil and Luella Jane Cook Ames. He married Charlotte Timothy Aug. 19, 1966 in Duchesne. They were sealed in the Salt Lake Temple Dec. 11, 1970. Bert enjoyed life and was a hard worker. He had a passion for music and sang and played his guitar wherever and whenever asked. He had a great sense of humor and enjoyed laughing and joking with others. He loved construction work and found it very fulfilling. Bert liked to help others and went out of his way to do so. Whenever a widow needed coal, Bert taught his sons to deliver a "widow's ton" (always a ton plus). He loved the lord and relied on Him for all things. He is survived by his wife, Charlotte, Ioka; children, Tricia and Mark DeAngelo, Winnemucca, Nevada; Bert Daniel and Kristine Ames, Thornton, Colorado; David and Dawnett Ames, Ioka; Peggy Sue and Richard Robinson, Salt Lake City; Adam and Kim Ames, Andrew "Bear" Ames, and Rebecca Jane Ames, all of Roosevelt; seven grandchildren; brothers, Vern and Phyllis Ames, Ioka; and Don and Rachel Ames, Ioka; sisters, Rita Workman, Roosevelt; Ella and Dale Workman, Duchesne, Kay Nybert, Salt Lake City; Eva and Carl Ivie, Duchesne; sister-in-law, Stella Harmston and Stella Ames. Burt was preceded in death by brothers Wayne, Ed, and George, and a brother-in-law, Bob Myberg. Burial in the Ioka Cemetery.

When I was growing up Uncle Bert would go to what seemed every funeral in the county, it didn't matter if it was some one in the family who had passed away or if it were some one else. Uncle Bert would get out his guitar and sing "These Hands" He had the most awesome voice. I thought it would be appropriate to include the words to the song here, I bet that if you were ever lucky enough to hear Uncle Bert sing the song that as you read the words you will be able to remember him singing. These Hands These hands ain't the hands of a gentleman These hands are calloused and old These hands raised a family these hands built a home Now these hands raised to praise the Lord These hands won the heart of my loved one And with hers they were never alone If these hands filled their task then what more could one ask For these fingers have worked to the bone Now don't try to judge me by what you'd like me to be For my life ain't been much success While some people have power but still they grieve While these hands brought me happiness Now I'm tired and I'm old and I ain't got much gold Maybe things ain't been all that I planned God above hear my plea when it's time to judge me Take a look at these hard working hands (God above hear my plea when it's time to judge me) Take a look at these hard working hands Read more: Hank Snow - These Hands Lyrics | MetroLyrics