Exactly twelve years and twenty days ago I stood on this spot, along with many of you to say goodbye to my father, Gerald Hugh Scott. Today, we gather to say goodbye to his wife, my mother …Violet … and to lay her spirit next to his where they will rest together for all eternity.
My name is Jerry Scott, the oldest of Gerald and Violet’s three sons. On behalf of my brother Terry, who is here today and my late brother John Steven, we would like to thank you all for coming … some from many, many miles away.
Our gathering today will be short, simple and personal exactly as she wanted it to be. Though this is a time to say goodbye, it is also a time to comfort each other by sharing personal thoughts and memories of Violet … who led a long and beautiful life.
To everyone here today, Violet was a friend. To others, your relationship has an additional special quality … in addition to a friend, she was your mother, mother-in-law, sister-in-law, aunt, cousin, grandmother or great grandmother. Violet has six of her eight of her Great grandchildren here today.
Violet was born in Fort Wayne and was the second of four children, three girls and a boy, born to Herman and Emma Buesching. She had a very happy childhood she loved school, was an excellent student and exceptional athlete. She inherited her father’s playful personality and building skills and her mother’s generosity, warmth and home-making talents.
Above all, she loved her husband and her three boys and we all loved her.
My mother was a kind and generous person who had the HARDEST, and MOST IMPORTANT JOB IN THE WORLD … she was a stay at home mom charged with raising three, always obedient, always polite and always well-behaved boys.
We were mostly her responsibility because Dad was usually away at work or traveling.
She put every ounce of her being into raising us. At times, maybe MOST times it was a difficult and exhausting job that nearly drove her to the breaking point. At one point when we were small she told us that if we didn’t behave she was leaving. A few minutes later she packed a suitcase and headed for the door. We begged her to return and, thankfully, she did.
I am glad she never gave up on us.
We had a GREAT childhood. She always made our Halloween costumes .. she was the room mother all our elementary school functions. One time she borrowed a clown costume from our next door neighbor and visited each of our classrooms wearing it. All the kids loved it but NONE of us recognized her.
Mom was a genuine PEOPLE PERSON … loving and caring.
I remember the time we were went to see my Grandfather, Francis Scott in the nursing home in Van Wert. It was Christmas time. We were finishing up our visit when we heard someone singing Christmas carols down the hall. It was mom, kneeling by someone bent over in a wheelchair and they were singing Silent Night together.
She loved children … hers and everyone elses. When Dad had the sporting goods store in Marion, she had a toy store in the lower level. She said it was the best job I ever had.
She loved playing bingo and cards, especially a game called Hand and Foot at which she was a champion. She loved family gatherings and knew the secret to making the family’s holy grail of foods … pot pie.
So the recipe and technique would never be lost, we made a video of mom showing us how to make Pot Pie about 8 years ago and refer to it even today.
Finally, she could even perform miracles …. KRISTIN’S BIRTHDAY CAKE.
Rosalie Williamson, Emilie’s mother said that it … I will NEVER be able to top that.
Thanks to my brother Terry and his wife Mary Lou, their generosity for literally giving Mom and Dad their summer home on the Chesapeake Bay for as long as they wanted to stay. Mom and Dad loved it there.
I would also like to thank my wife, Emilie who was such a great neighbor and friend to Mom and Dad when they were our next door neighbors in Valparaiso. And for her tender and loving care and concern for Mom in her later years. Thank you Emilie.
READING FROM MOM’s JOURNAL
I just don't like funerals, I remember at the services for my mother, David, Jerry’s son who was about 10 years old was setting next to me and in my sorrow patted me on the back and said "Grandma this is so sad". I will never forget this. I don't want my family to have to go through any of this stuff as I want to be cremated and any one who can find a nice thing to say about me, say it at a memorial service.
I invite any of you who wish to share your personal thoughts about Violet …
Ask Jerry to play Steve’s music.
Burial of the ashes.
FINAL READING
A mother is the truest friend we have, when trials, heavy and sudden, fall upon us; when adversity takes the place of prosperity; when friends who rejoice with us in our sunshine, desert us when troubles thicken around us, still will she cling to us, and endeavor by her kind precepts and counsels to dissipate the clouds of darkness, and cause peace to return to our hearts.
- - - - Washington Irving
I love you Mom. And we all will miss you.
We will leave this place with these words …
Everything that has a beginning has an ending. Make your peace with that and all will be well.
Thank you all for coming.
My name is Jerry Scott, the oldest of Gerald and Violet’s three sons. On behalf of my brother Terry, who is here today and my late brother John Steven, we would like to thank you all for coming … some from many, many miles away.
Our gathering today will be short, simple and personal exactly as she wanted it to be. Though this is a time to say goodbye, it is also a time to comfort each other by sharing personal thoughts and memories of Violet … who led a long and beautiful life.
To everyone here today, Violet was a friend. To others, your relationship has an additional special quality … in addition to a friend, she was your mother, mother-in-law, sister-in-law, aunt, cousin, grandmother or great grandmother. Violet has six of her eight of her Great grandchildren here today.
Violet was born in Fort Wayne and was the second of four children, three girls and a boy, born to Herman and Emma Buesching. She had a very happy childhood she loved school, was an excellent student and exceptional athlete. She inherited her father’s playful personality and building skills and her mother’s generosity, warmth and home-making talents.
Above all, she loved her husband and her three boys and we all loved her.
My mother was a kind and generous person who had the HARDEST, and MOST IMPORTANT JOB IN THE WORLD … she was a stay at home mom charged with raising three, always obedient, always polite and always well-behaved boys.
We were mostly her responsibility because Dad was usually away at work or traveling.
She put every ounce of her being into raising us. At times, maybe MOST times it was a difficult and exhausting job that nearly drove her to the breaking point. At one point when we were small she told us that if we didn’t behave she was leaving. A few minutes later she packed a suitcase and headed for the door. We begged her to return and, thankfully, she did.
I am glad she never gave up on us.
We had a GREAT childhood. She always made our Halloween costumes .. she was the room mother all our elementary school functions. One time she borrowed a clown costume from our next door neighbor and visited each of our classrooms wearing it. All the kids loved it but NONE of us recognized her.
Mom was a genuine PEOPLE PERSON … loving and caring.
I remember the time we were went to see my Grandfather, Francis Scott in the nursing home in Van Wert. It was Christmas time. We were finishing up our visit when we heard someone singing Christmas carols down the hall. It was mom, kneeling by someone bent over in a wheelchair and they were singing Silent Night together.
She loved children … hers and everyone elses. When Dad had the sporting goods store in Marion, she had a toy store in the lower level. She said it was the best job I ever had.
She loved playing bingo and cards, especially a game called Hand and Foot at which she was a champion. She loved family gatherings and knew the secret to making the family’s holy grail of foods … pot pie.
So the recipe and technique would never be lost, we made a video of mom showing us how to make Pot Pie about 8 years ago and refer to it even today.
Finally, she could even perform miracles …. KRISTIN’S BIRTHDAY CAKE.
Rosalie Williamson, Emilie’s mother said that it … I will NEVER be able to top that.
Thanks to my brother Terry and his wife Mary Lou, their generosity for literally giving Mom and Dad their summer home on the Chesapeake Bay for as long as they wanted to stay. Mom and Dad loved it there.
I would also like to thank my wife, Emilie who was such a great neighbor and friend to Mom and Dad when they were our next door neighbors in Valparaiso. And for her tender and loving care and concern for Mom in her later years. Thank you Emilie.
READING FROM MOM’s JOURNAL
I just don't like funerals, I remember at the services for my mother, David, Jerry’s son who was about 10 years old was setting next to me and in my sorrow patted me on the back and said "Grandma this is so sad". I will never forget this. I don't want my family to have to go through any of this stuff as I want to be cremated and any one who can find a nice thing to say about me, say it at a memorial service.
I invite any of you who wish to share your personal thoughts about Violet …
Ask Jerry to play Steve’s music.
Burial of the ashes.
FINAL READING
A mother is the truest friend we have, when trials, heavy and sudden, fall upon us; when adversity takes the place of prosperity; when friends who rejoice with us in our sunshine, desert us when troubles thicken around us, still will she cling to us, and endeavor by her kind precepts and counsels to dissipate the clouds of darkness, and cause peace to return to our hearts.
- - - - Washington Irving
I love you Mom. And we all will miss you.
We will leave this place with these words …
Everything that has a beginning has an ending. Make your peace with that and all will be well.
Thank you all for coming.
Exactly twelve years and twenty days ago I stood on this spot, along with many of you to say goodbye to my father, Gerald Hugh Scott. Today, we gather to say goodbye to his wife, my mother …Violet … and to lay her spirit next to his where they will rest together for all eternity.
My name is Jerry Scott, the oldest of Gerald and Violet’s three sons. On behalf of my brother Terry, who is here today and my late brother John Steven, we would like to thank you all for coming … some from many, many miles away.
Our gathering today will be short, simple and personal exactly as she wanted it to be. Though this is a time to say goodbye, it is also a time to comfort each other by sharing personal thoughts and memories of Violet … who led a long and beautiful life.
To everyone here today, Violet was a friend. To others, your relationship has an additional special quality … in addition to a friend, she was your mother, mother-in-law, sister-in-law, aunt, cousin, grandmother or great grandmother. Violet has six of her eight of her Great grandchildren here today.
Violet was born in Fort Wayne and was the second of four children, three girls and a boy, born to Herman and Emma Buesching. She had a very happy childhood she loved school, was an excellent student and exceptional athlete. She inherited her father’s playful personality and building skills and her mother’s generosity, warmth and home-making talents.
Above all, she loved her husband and her three boys and we all loved her.
My mother was a kind and generous person who had the HARDEST, and MOST IMPORTANT JOB IN THE WORLD … she was a stay at home mom charged with raising three, always obedient, always polite and always well-behaved boys.
We were mostly her responsibility because Dad was usually away at work or traveling.
She put every ounce of her being into raising us. At times, maybe MOST times it was a difficult and exhausting job that nearly drove her to the breaking point. At one point when we were small she told us that if we didn’t behave she was leaving. A few minutes later she packed a suitcase and headed for the door. We begged her to return and, thankfully, she did.
I am glad she never gave up on us.
We had a GREAT childhood. She always made our Halloween costumes .. she was the room mother all our elementary school functions. One time she borrowed a clown costume from our next door neighbor and visited each of our classrooms wearing it. All the kids loved it but NONE of us recognized her.
Mom was a genuine PEOPLE PERSON … loving and caring.
I remember the time we were went to see my Grandfather, Francis Scott in the nursing home in Van Wert. It was Christmas time. We were finishing up our visit when we heard someone singing Christmas carols down the hall. It was mom, kneeling by someone bent over in a wheelchair and they were singing Silent Night together.
She loved children … hers and everyone elses. When Dad had the sporting goods store in Marion, she had a toy store in the lower level. She said it was the best job I ever had.
She loved playing bingo and cards, especially a game called Hand and Foot at which she was a champion. She loved family gatherings and knew the secret to making the family’s holy grail of foods … pot pie.
So the recipe and technique would never be lost, we made a video of mom showing us how to make Pot Pie about 8 years ago and refer to it even today.
Finally, she could even perform miracles …. KRISTIN’S BIRTHDAY CAKE.
Rosalie Williamson, Emilie’s mother said that it … I will NEVER be able to top that.
Thanks to my brother Terry and his wife Mary Lou, their generosity for literally giving Mom and Dad their summer home on the Chesapeake Bay for as long as they wanted to stay. Mom and Dad loved it there.
I would also like to thank my wife, Emilie who was such a great neighbor and friend to Mom and Dad when they were our next door neighbors in Valparaiso. And for her tender and loving care and concern for Mom in her later years. Thank you Emilie.
READING FROM MOM’s JOURNAL
I just don't like funerals, I remember at the services for my mother, David, Jerry’s son who was about 10 years old was setting next to me and in my sorrow patted me on the back and said "Grandma this is so sad". I will never forget this. I don't want my family to have to go through any of this stuff as I want to be cremated and any one who can find a nice thing to say about me, say it at a memorial service.
I invite any of you who wish to share your personal thoughts about Violet …
Ask Jerry to play Steve’s music.
Burial of the ashes.
FINAL READING
A mother is the truest friend we have, when trials, heavy and sudden, fall upon us; when adversity takes the place of prosperity; when friends who rejoice with us in our sunshine, desert us when troubles thicken around us, still will she cling to us, and endeavor by her kind precepts and counsels to dissipate the clouds of darkness, and cause peace to return to our hearts.
- - - - Washington Irving
I love you Mom. And we all will miss you.
We will leave this place with these words …
Everything that has a beginning has an ending. Make your peace with that and all will be well.
Thank you all for coming.
My name is Jerry Scott, the oldest of Gerald and Violet’s three sons. On behalf of my brother Terry, who is here today and my late brother John Steven, we would like to thank you all for coming … some from many, many miles away.
Our gathering today will be short, simple and personal exactly as she wanted it to be. Though this is a time to say goodbye, it is also a time to comfort each other by sharing personal thoughts and memories of Violet … who led a long and beautiful life.
To everyone here today, Violet was a friend. To others, your relationship has an additional special quality … in addition to a friend, she was your mother, mother-in-law, sister-in-law, aunt, cousin, grandmother or great grandmother. Violet has six of her eight of her Great grandchildren here today.
Violet was born in Fort Wayne and was the second of four children, three girls and a boy, born to Herman and Emma Buesching. She had a very happy childhood she loved school, was an excellent student and exceptional athlete. She inherited her father’s playful personality and building skills and her mother’s generosity, warmth and home-making talents.
Above all, she loved her husband and her three boys and we all loved her.
My mother was a kind and generous person who had the HARDEST, and MOST IMPORTANT JOB IN THE WORLD … she was a stay at home mom charged with raising three, always obedient, always polite and always well-behaved boys.
We were mostly her responsibility because Dad was usually away at work or traveling.
She put every ounce of her being into raising us. At times, maybe MOST times it was a difficult and exhausting job that nearly drove her to the breaking point. At one point when we were small she told us that if we didn’t behave she was leaving. A few minutes later she packed a suitcase and headed for the door. We begged her to return and, thankfully, she did.
I am glad she never gave up on us.
We had a GREAT childhood. She always made our Halloween costumes .. she was the room mother all our elementary school functions. One time she borrowed a clown costume from our next door neighbor and visited each of our classrooms wearing it. All the kids loved it but NONE of us recognized her.
Mom was a genuine PEOPLE PERSON … loving and caring.
I remember the time we were went to see my Grandfather, Francis Scott in the nursing home in Van Wert. It was Christmas time. We were finishing up our visit when we heard someone singing Christmas carols down the hall. It was mom, kneeling by someone bent over in a wheelchair and they were singing Silent Night together.
She loved children … hers and everyone elses. When Dad had the sporting goods store in Marion, she had a toy store in the lower level. She said it was the best job I ever had.
She loved playing bingo and cards, especially a game called Hand and Foot at which she was a champion. She loved family gatherings and knew the secret to making the family’s holy grail of foods … pot pie.
So the recipe and technique would never be lost, we made a video of mom showing us how to make Pot Pie about 8 years ago and refer to it even today.
Finally, she could even perform miracles …. KRISTIN’S BIRTHDAY CAKE.
Rosalie Williamson, Emilie’s mother said that it … I will NEVER be able to top that.
Thanks to my brother Terry and his wife Mary Lou, their generosity for literally giving Mom and Dad their summer home on the Chesapeake Bay for as long as they wanted to stay. Mom and Dad loved it there.
I would also like to thank my wife, Emilie who was such a great neighbor and friend to Mom and Dad when they were our next door neighbors in Valparaiso. And for her tender and loving care and concern for Mom in her later years. Thank you Emilie.
READING FROM MOM’s JOURNAL
I just don't like funerals, I remember at the services for my mother, David, Jerry’s son who was about 10 years old was setting next to me and in my sorrow patted me on the back and said "Grandma this is so sad". I will never forget this. I don't want my family to have to go through any of this stuff as I want to be cremated and any one who can find a nice thing to say about me, say it at a memorial service.
I invite any of you who wish to share your personal thoughts about Violet …
Ask Jerry to play Steve’s music.
Burial of the ashes.
FINAL READING
A mother is the truest friend we have, when trials, heavy and sudden, fall upon us; when adversity takes the place of prosperity; when friends who rejoice with us in our sunshine, desert us when troubles thicken around us, still will she cling to us, and endeavor by her kind precepts and counsels to dissipate the clouds of darkness, and cause peace to return to our hearts.
- - - - Washington Irving
I love you Mom. And we all will miss you.
We will leave this place with these words …
Everything that has a beginning has an ending. Make your peace with that and all will be well.
Thank you all for coming.
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