Candace (Bonner) Ottersbach, 29 plus 37 years, died of natural causes in her home and left this world peacefully on Wednesday, May 5th. She leaves a void in the hearts of many, mostly her two children, Lindsey McMillan and Chance Ottersbach (Isabella Aven), her only sibling with which she shared an inseparable bond, Deborah Harris (Scott Harris), life long sister-friend, Linda Rupp (Henry Yoffee), her dear friend, Carol Mullen, and sweet nephews and niece, Justin Harmon, Jordan and Jade Pruitt. Sans hair and makeup and still stunningly gorgeous, in her iconic vintage silver, she made haste to meet up with her loving husband of 32 years, Matthew Ottersbach (d. 2018) and continue on with their life. Never one to retreat from the promise of a killer party or legendary experience, she and Matt can now Mick Jagger it all around the eternal watchtower.
A true beacon of joy and positivity, Candy was a light to which all would flock. She had an irresistible, quirky sense of humor. She had silly names for all kinds of things. No matter what hard knock she faced, she kept her unbreakable spirit. She always had kind words of encouragement for others and always saw the best in others. She cared deeply for many and she loved fiercely. Challenging childhood circumstances cemented Candy and her little sister Deborah's lifelong, never-failing relationship. In each other, they had someone they could always count on in the best and worst of times. They were sisters, friends, roommates and each other's ride or die.
Louisville has always been her home and as a true Louisvillian, she spent her life as a foodie, yet made the best backyard tuna sammie. Candy worked at all of the high end restaurants, was a natural salesperson and even worked as a sommelier. From her early days in the restaurant industry, she cultivated a motley crew of admirers and was known as “a helluva lotta fun to be around.” Stirring up mischief while waiting tables at the New Orleans House spawned a lifelong familyship with Linda Rupp. Candy was a homegrown music aficionado who could not carry a tune, had ZERO rhythm, no sweet street moves, yet that never stopped her from joining Linda in a loud rendition of Rondstadt's "You're No Good" or Haggard's "You Don't Have to Call Me Darlin'". Candy was known to sing and hum, awake and in her sleep.
Her most beautiful works of art are without a doubt her children, as if she cloned them with the long eyelashes, fair hair and Cupie doll smiles. Her pride and all her joy were wrapped up in their happiness, sadness, and each tiny milestone. Candy’s irrepressible and mischievous smile lives on in her daughter Lindsey and her infectious giggle lives on in her son Chance and with luck, his new baby on the way. In them, her memory will survive.
Candy and Matt had a deep love for Cave Hill where they spent many days taking their children, niece and nephews around the lakes and feeding the ducks. Matt, in his best professorial style, would explain the history and culture around the grounds to all that would listen. From their final resting place and among the beauty we will continue their tradition with a new generation of earth stomping, rule breaking, Rolling Stones and Beatles worshiping, lovemaking Ottersbachs. Our celebration of Candy's life, a final earthly goodbye to Candy and Matt, will be held at Cave Hill Cemetery (Main Entrance) on May 22nd at 11am for those that would like to wish them well on their spiritual journey. No doubt, Candy will be singing and humming along with us.