HELEN G. SCOTT (Nee Taylor)

Born April 5th, 1920 in Toronto, Mom lived a long and fulfilling life filled with love. 96 years… of which the last 6, although horrific, she suffered with dignity and humour, never losing the essence of that which was Helen Scott.

Mom, the story of your life isn’t written in a book. It’s written in your children’s happiness, in their sense of self worth and in the knowledge that we were loved. It will always be a part of us and it will make a difference. When people see our happiness in life, they are reading the story of your love.

You have started the next chapter in your exceptional life. For those of us left behind it is hard to accept that you are gone but for everyone who ever knew you it was an amazing gift that you were here. You were not just me mother, but my best friend and I will miss you ever day of my life until we meet again. I don’t see you as gone but as having become a part of us all in this amazing universe. You felt each of us is connected to every person and every thing on this Earth, that we are in fact one divine organism having an infinite spiritual existence, striving for harmony.

Diagnosed with Retinitis Pigmentose in the 1920’s, forced to quit school at an early age because of blindness, you became a strong, independent and courageous woman who defied the doctors when they told “No Children.”

Left to carry on your extraordinary spirit are your two children you were not supposed to have. Daughter HEATHER (DAVID PETRIE), Seven Persons, AB, son BRADLEY (AGNES MENCZEL), Edmonton, AB, and most loved granddaughter MEREDITH PETRIE (MICHAEL PAGET), Calgary, AB.

Preceded in death by just about everyone you ever knew, the transition party you lifelong girlfriend will throw you should be amazing. Dad, the love of your life (Winston J.I. Scott 1915-1995) won’t know how to handle you sighted as he had a hard time handling your energy when you were blind. You can imagine how I would like to hear the conversations you have with your Mom, Frankie Viola (Smith) and Dad, Percival Donald Taylor “Pops,” Platoon/District Chief, Toronto Fire Dpt. and older brother WM. Harper Taylor, sister-in-law Helen Lee (Hutchinson) and your companion after Dad passed, Alfred M. Simpson (2009, age 91).

I would like to thank you, Mom, for the invaluable lessons you taught us over our lifetimes. “WASH YOUR HANDS” is the first that comes to mind. “Make the best with what you’ve got but don’t accept the status quo” is another. Always “LISTEN intently,” “Giving is infinitely better than getting,” “Mind your manners,” “Use common sense,” “Never let wealth and status impress you as actions speak louder than words,” It’s what’s on the inside that counts.” (Find and encourage those gifts that make each of us special: not star power, not intellectual prowess but the ineffable mystery and beauty of the heart.)

If you wish to see more of the story of Helen G. Scott please go to my facebook page: https://www.facebook.com/heather.petrie.12

A memorial with friends and family will be held in Medicine Hat at a date to be announced. Mom is on her way home to Bobcaygeon. Memorial service will take place at Hendon Funeral Home Bobcaygeon Monks Chapel, Wed. 03/23/16 at 9:00 a.m., service at 1 p.m. and internment in Verulam Cemetery starting at 2:00 a.m. Please no flowers. If you wish to honor my mother’s memory she would be so please if you could make a donation to the David Sheldrick Foundation, an elephant orphanage doing amazing work in Kenya with orphaned baby elephants and black rhinos or Ross Memorial Hospital in Lindsay, Ontario.