Adam Bruce Mott

Born 12/07/1974---12/20/2022, born in Meriden, Connecticut. He is survived by parents Al and Betty Mott of Homosassa, Florida, sons Anikin and Anthony Mott, brother Patrick/Wendy Mott and sister Katie/Chris Williams, plus 1 niece, 4 nephews and 3 aunts, Chris Wheaton, Charlotte/Gerry Page, and Florence Milton along with many cousins.

Adam Mott was a one of a kind person, I always enjoyed his company - the good times and the bad. He was special, he was honest and he was a trustworthy person. Adam lived a troubled and rough life but he always made the best of it. Adam will be missed by me; I hope he is in a better place now, more peaceful and a little more structured. I hope our paths will cross again. Happy trails Adam Mott.

~ John

Adam had a heart of gold, we have known him from the age of sixteen and as the years flew by he would be in and out of our lives… but when he came back, it was just like he never left. He would have some of the best stories, he would call me Mama every time. He was one of the most generous persons you ever could meet and would help anyone out when he could, he will truly be missed. You are a Star smiling down on us. RIP⭐️

~ Rojeana

❤I just wanted people to remember the sweet boy I met when he was 15 or so. The one who would come over and help me with whatever I needed when my kids were little. The one who made sure he always brought them the best Christmas gifts from Uncle Adam when they were little… no matter how he died and the demons he fought 💔 that's the Adam that we lost...

~ Becky

In the 80's we had BB gun wars, played football in the middle of Mayberry Road and beat our snowmobiles around Chrystal Lake. In the 90's we terrorized the neighborhood racing our cars around the lake and going to pit parties. As adults we lived our separate lives and didn’t see each other that often, but when we did see each other, those were the memories we would always talk and laugh about.

I am thankful we got to spend time together this past summer. I will never forget you my friend. Rest easy.

~ Travis

Adam, my dearest friend… from the moment I met you I knew that you were different - I had never met anyone like you before and I don’t think that I ever will again along my path. You were my watchdog, my guardian and my protector. I always felt the most safe when you were around, and nothing has changed. I still feel you around me constantly, every single day watching over and protecting me from all the troubles of this world. I have gained another guardian Angel. Every day I look out the window, up the hill through the trees where you spent many blessed months with us and the sun shines down upon that very spot most days. It always reminds me of the deep love, friendship, respect, loyalty and trust we all shared. Regardless of the way everything unfolded and ended, we are so unconditionally proud of you, free of judgement and we always will be - that will never change. One day when the time comes, I am so looking forward to seeing you in heaven to share many more laughs and good times for eternity. Your true colors are beautiful. I love you to the moon and back… you will always be my best friend. As above and so below, so mote it be.

~ Love always, Meri (Frodo)

Adam was a good man who believed in recovery. He was very cynical and sometimes a pessimist… but he had a family and he was OUR pessimist. Adam will be forever missed and in the hearts of all of us at A Hand Up Recovery and Reentry Residence. Fly high my friend, fly high.

~ Johnny

Not sure how to begin this, so I guess I'll start it off by saying…

Dear Adam,

Dude, I'm angry that you left this world early. But I understand this disease it gets all of us, even the best of us. You where one of my best friends here and at times I feel like you were Stripped Away. I know better with God and the spirits that you're with me all the time; with all of us all the time. Dude, I think about the times we would go out for walks just to go talk and burn one down. We would laugh and joke around like kids at recess. It was fun knowing you. It was an honor to know you. I'll miss you dearly, you where really a True Pal... Luv ya Kola, til we meet again someday.

Luv you Kola, thank you for all the laughs and the memories.

Your Pal,

Todd A. Wilson