ForeverMissed
This memorial website was created in memory of our loved one, Carlos and Deborah Gutierrez. We will remember them forever. Carlos and Deborah were married in Las Vegas by an Elvis impersonator.  At their death they were as much in love as ever.   They lived for each other and died side by side holding hands after a 6 week battle with COVID. Now together in heaven they woud not want us to be sad but to celebrate their live and remember remember how much they loved us all.
Posted by Wallace “Steve” Worth... on January 20, 2021
Carlos and I were life long friends. As boys, we grew up in the same neighborhood on the West end of Galveston Island. We went to Ball High school together, both graduating in 1957. Galveston was a fabulous place to grow up during the fifties. I have many great memories too numerous to mention here. I knew his brothers, sister and parents. We were college roommates at Lamar Tech for a time.
   One day Carlos acquired a used but beautiful black and white 1956 Chevy 2 door hardtop. He took me and a couple of other buddies for a demo ride. We were flying down the Bolivar road towards High Island at night. It was somewhat foggy. Suddenly we came to a fork. Carlos swerved. The Chevy rolled completely over and ended right side up. We had no seat belts and no injuries.
   I joined the Coast Guard in 1959 and only had sporadic contact with Carlos until I retired and moved back to Galveston. We visited a few times and kept in regular contact.  My wife and I met Georgia.  Carlos was one of my best friends throughout life. He will be sadly missed.
Posted by Steve McCandless on January 13, 2021
I remember talking with Carlos, weeks before he died. We had talked about death, in the past few months. We would joke about death, as in, "are you still here"? Then, we would laugh, and talk about what I had been doing. He always asked me, where I was and what was I doing. But, he seemed so guarded, about Norma and me visiting. He would put me on Hold, and check with Debbie. The answer was always, it's not a good time. But, he always asked me to call him, when I returned to Carrollton. But, the last time that I spoke with Carlos, I said, "I don't guess that I will see you again". He had no reply. But, I was talking about the covid-19. And, how people did not want visitors. And, the covid-19 was never going away. He thanked me for calling. We said bye, and I called Carlos, when I returned to Carrollton. I got his voice message. Debbie called me back, and left a message, that she and Carlos had covid, and he was in the hospital. She sounded very hoarse, to the point that it was hard to understand her. I will never know, if he or Debbie already had covid.
Posted by Steve McCandless on January 13, 2021
I remember that Carlos had a "game" that he liked to play. It was, can we make it to D/FW in time to catch the flight to Las Vegas. He would wait until about 30 minutes before the departure time. Then, we would leave for the airport. We did not even have tickets. And sometimes, I would be running for the gate, just before the door was shut on the plane. We always made it. We would gamble all night. Then, take a flight back to D/FW, the next morning.
Posted by Steve McCandless on January 13, 2021
I remember when I first became friends with Carlos. He was the "boss". He called me into his office one day, and said, "I understand that you are dating a Mexican woman". We were friends, until the day that he died.
Posted by Steve McCandless on January 13, 2021
I remember Carlos as a "big spender". No matter what type of establishment, he would always give the waitress a big tip, as we were being seated. He said that was for better service. It always worked. The waitress would ALWAYS be checking our table, to see if she could get us anything.
Posted by Steve McCandless on January 13, 2021
I remember when Carlos (George) and Debbie (Georgia) got married (George and Georgia were their "pet" names for each other). At the office, I used to walk the Galleria shopping center at lunch, if I didn't have plans to go out for lunch. I had noticed that a company that sold computers had about 6 computers out in the walkway, that could be used by the public. When Carlos told me that their wedding would be on the Internet, Norma (wife) and I made a point to use one of those computers, to view their wedding. Later, after they had returned, Debbie told me that she had a heck of a time, getting Carlos to wear that tuxedo. Carlos was not a tuxedo type.
Posted by Steve McCandless on January 13, 2021
Carlos was a good man. He was my friend. I miss him.
Posted by Cathy Allen on January 7, 2021
I love you both so much and will miss you until the day you greet me in heaven! So glad that I got to spend as much time with you as I did. You both loved people so well ...setting a wonderful example for me and everyone else. My dad Carlos also taught me: how important family is, how to treat people, to work hard but also to dance, laugh and have a good time. I love you Daddy!

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Posted by Wallace “Steve” Worth... on January 20, 2021
Carlos and I were life long friends. As boys, we grew up in the same neighborhood on the West end of Galveston Island. We went to Ball High school together, both graduating in 1957. Galveston was a fabulous place to grow up during the fifties. I have many great memories too numerous to mention here. I knew his brothers, sister and parents. We were college roommates at Lamar Tech for a time.
   One day Carlos acquired a used but beautiful black and white 1956 Chevy 2 door hardtop. He took me and a couple of other buddies for a demo ride. We were flying down the Bolivar road towards High Island at night. It was somewhat foggy. Suddenly we came to a fork. Carlos swerved. The Chevy rolled completely over and ended right side up. We had no seat belts and no injuries.
   I joined the Coast Guard in 1959 and only had sporadic contact with Carlos until I retired and moved back to Galveston. We visited a few times and kept in regular contact.  My wife and I met Georgia.  Carlos was one of my best friends throughout life. He will be sadly missed.
Posted by Steve McCandless on January 13, 2021
I remember talking with Carlos, weeks before he died. We had talked about death, in the past few months. We would joke about death, as in, "are you still here"? Then, we would laugh, and talk about what I had been doing. He always asked me, where I was and what was I doing. But, he seemed so guarded, about Norma and me visiting. He would put me on Hold, and check with Debbie. The answer was always, it's not a good time. But, he always asked me to call him, when I returned to Carrollton. But, the last time that I spoke with Carlos, I said, "I don't guess that I will see you again". He had no reply. But, I was talking about the covid-19. And, how people did not want visitors. And, the covid-19 was never going away. He thanked me for calling. We said bye, and I called Carlos, when I returned to Carrollton. I got his voice message. Debbie called me back, and left a message, that she and Carlos had covid, and he was in the hospital. She sounded very hoarse, to the point that it was hard to understand her. I will never know, if he or Debbie already had covid.
Posted by Steve McCandless on January 13, 2021
I remember that Carlos had a "game" that he liked to play. It was, can we make it to D/FW in time to catch the flight to Las Vegas. He would wait until about 30 minutes before the departure time. Then, we would leave for the airport. We did not even have tickets. And sometimes, I would be running for the gate, just before the door was shut on the plane. We always made it. We would gamble all night. Then, take a flight back to D/FW, the next morning.
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Shared by Steve McCandless on January 15, 2021
The Carlos that I knew, would be wanting us to celebrate his life, not mourn his life. So, we should have a party, and, have a drink to Carlos and Debbie.

But, with the covid restrictions, that makes it difficult.
Shared by Steve McCandless on January 15, 2021
The Carlos that I knew, life was a big party. No complaining around him. No talking about someone, unless it was a compliment. In all of the many years that I knew him, it was this way.
Shared by Steve McCandless on January 15, 2021
Debbie and I were on the same team at NDC (National Data Communications), in the early to mid 1970s. She was a hard worker. A "head-down" type. After the collapse of NDC, we lost contact with each other. I think that she ended-up working in Australia. But, one day we had a "gathering", and she was back, with us. Somebody, please correct me if I am wrong.