Brandon *Artist, photographer, songwriter, musician*

*Son, grandson, brother, friend*

Brandon's baby brother
Shannon White
Brandon and his mother moved to the Appleton City, Taberville area when he was 18 months, and that's where he grew up. He was baptized at Pape Christian Church and attended school at Appleton City graduating in 2003 from Appleton City High School. In high school, Brandon had been active in art and drama classes which he loved and excelled. He liked working with computers and was a member of the Student Council, Foreign Language Club, Quiz Bowl Team, National Honor Society, and had one of his many poems published in Teachers' Selection Anthology of Eleventh Grade Poetry. Even though he had not been active in music classes in school he was very musical, writing songs, lyrics, poetry and playing guitar. During his last two years of high school Brandon had lived with his mentor, teacher and friend, Larry Swisher and wife Raymona. They became his second family in those years guiding and supporting him toward his goals. Following high school Brandon moved to Maryville, Missouri where he attended Northwest Missouri University. He had become very proficient at photography and planned to open his own studio. He had studied graphic design and was also very competent at web design. He was currently working at Kawasaki in Maryville and doing photography on the side. He loved having his family visit him and showing them all of the photos and graphic art work. He had a multitude of friends and just loved life. Brandon was tragically killed in an apartment fire at age 22. MySpace memorial Brandon went to be with his baby brother, Shannon White and two step-grandfathers, Green Morgan and Gordon White. Survivors include his father Kevin Howell of Ozark, Missouri; his mother Cindy and husband Gordon "G.C." White of Schell City, Missouri; two brothers, Kendall and Triston White of Schell City; paternal grandparents, George and Marilyn Howell of Summerville, Missouri and Janice Howell of Mountain Home, Arkansas; maternal grandparents Calvin and Verna Kaut of Summerville, Missouri; maternal step-grandparents Jay and June Jelks of Rockville, Missouri.

Uncle Melvin Kaut
Great-grandma Harriet Kaut A scholarship fund has been set up in the honor of Brandon, it is called the Brandon Kaut Art Scholarship fund through US Bank. Each year a student will be chosen to receive this
from Appleton City High School to pursue my son's dream. The student receiving the scholarship will have to be furthering their education in either the Art/Photography field.



Please read the poem written by our friend here at find-a-grave, Mary Tootle AKA poe. Thank you Mary for the wonderful dedication....Many hugs.

For Brandon
Amidst the chaos of your life,
Enters a gentle soul.
One who is a treasure,
Comprised of talents of gold.

One who has many things inside,
Just waiting to be released.
So many hidden diamonds,
Passion from them gleams.

Sometimes the mind is racked with passion,
Sometime more akin to pain.
Unless you can put it down on paper,
It explodes within your brain.

Brandon was one of these blessed ones,
Or a few feel it's a curse.
All the talent builds inside,
Until the senses burst.

He drew, he painted, he wrote, he sang,
His talents were immense.
His life was taken tragically,
It really makes no sense.

To put him on this earth,
Then to rip him from your heart.
But all things are for a purpose,
God knew this from the start.

He placed him here to bless someone,
Someone whose life needed his gracious touch.
Then when his work was over,
God called the one you loved so much.

His life here was for a little while,
But his blessings reach far and wide.
He'll never be forgotten,
And his love is forever deep inside.
Written by Mary Tootle
AKA poe©
August 4, 2007
©2007

Written for the family of Brandon Calvin Kaut 1984-2007

"A Song For Triston"
(Brandon Kaut)
Last night for me to call this place home
Cause after tomorrow I'll forget where I'm from
Someday you'll understand
Just why you're not exactly sure where I am

One shoe, two shoe
Neither shoe the same shoe
Someday you'll see what I do

Last night for me to see you happy
Cause after tomorrow I'll forget that I used to be
I'm sure you'll notice when I'm not here
Cause you're the only one that seemed to care.
(@mommy didn't give me blue eyes music)

"She Took My Hand And Led Me Away"
(Brandon Kaut)

Packing my bags for a memory
That I left a long time ago
Wishing that I could see
Just what tomorrow holds
But the train isn't headed
Out that way
And I wouldn't let it
Be any other way

Put it in a letter
For the end of the day
I wish it was better
Wish I had more to say
I'm sitting out here
For one last goodbye
I hope that you'll care
To know Aspen was a lie

She said what I was looking for
Has always been there with her
But I won't knock on her door
So I asked if she was sure
Cause this train isn't coming
Back any day
And I wasn't wanting
It any other way

Smoking the night's last cigarette
Wondering where I am
Cause everything I'll ever get
Has already passed through these hands
And this train isn't going
Where I'd want to stay
And I get on not knowing
It any other way
(@mommy didn't give me blue eyes music)

"The Way I Was That Day"
(Brandon Kaut)

I sat around watched films all day
Trying to think of the words to say
Tomorrow never came my way
Tomorrow never changed my name

I fount it hard to forget the past
When her face brought back my last chance
Tomorrow never seems to last
Tomorrow never cared to go by fast

I'm sorry for the things I never meant to say
And all the things that seemed to get in the way
I wish that you'd just say that it's all okay
Promise me that you'll remeber the way I was that day

I'm in the mood to cry it out
Try to forget just what it's all about
Tomorrow never cared to come around
Tomorrow never tried to take me off this ground
(@mommy didn't give me blue eyes music)