Thank you, Jackie. He was a good and big-hearted man. We're all going to miss him a lot. It's always a shock when a person is full of health and energy and then they're gone. That's the case with Da this week. We're all quiet. Grateful for a life well lived but also deeply saddened by his absence. Love to you and thanks, Bar
Thinking of you Bar as you process the loss of your Da. I have fond memories of Uncle Bucky from my childhood and the lake. And, he once came to visit Don and I in Orchard Park when he was on a business trip to Buffalo, NY.
Safe travels back east next week. I will see you on the 30th. Hugs!
Dear Mary, I'll be so glad to see you. What a time this has been! I'm glad to hear he visited. He was like that. Always stopping in to see people he cared about or was interested in. It was his fuel in so many ways. See you soon.
Passings seem to mostly be eulogized as life well lived. Adventures, accomplishments, great deeds. Bar, your Da more importantly seems to have successfully lived a life well loved, loving in turn and now remembered for that. Bless you and your siblings as that role is passed.
thank you, Bill. No doubt love for him is measured in how much he loved to be alive. Always realistic, but never giving up on humanity or any individual. Really remarkable. A good role model for all of us. No question about that.
An insight into why/how you came to be such a sensitive, loving person, Bar. So well-equipped by your parents to embrace life and live from the heart. Many blessings. XXX
Dear Ann, Thank you. They cared, Ann. I think that's the main quality they instilled in us. And I am so grateful for that. Thank you thank you. Love back at you
You're welcome, Ingeborg, and thank you for taking the time to meet my dad. I love that picture too. Captures a lot about him. I think my sister Sally took it. I wasn't there for his birthday, a downside of living on the far side of the country. We're grateful to have had with us for so long. Love from here. B&B
He did, Bev. He was a generous and fair-minded man. Lots of goodness in him. I'm glad you like the photo. I do too. It was nice to see it yesterday when my sister sent it out. I hadn't seen it before, but it captures a lot of who he was. Thank you, thank you. Love from us.
Thank you, Chara. It's a lot, but for their sake, I'm glad they had so much time together, and that we had so much time with both of them. My father wanted more, thought he'd get more, but...now the sadness will be the house. Lots of life living in those walls. :(
My sincere condolences Bar. It sounds like his life was very well lived. He had the gift of years and the love of a family. May his memory be a blessing.
Thank you, Seth. Indeed his memory is a blessing. He lives on inside each of us and a little bit of him with everyone he ever knew or cared about, and there were a lot of those people. He had a way or introducing himself and engaging with others that I've never seen in anyone else. No qualms about stepping up to someone he's never met and fully engaging them. No one ever seemed to mind either. A Gift. We'll miss him a lot. Much love to you and to your beautiful family.
Oh, no matter how old we are it's always sad to lose our parent. Somehow it just seems as if a part of you has gone--that person who loved you totally. We are all so human! Thank you, Bar, for continuously reminding us of that.
So right, Amy. It all makes sense in the scheme of things, but Whoosh, one of the central characters is gone and now we're the elders. It's a big deal. And you're right, he did love me and all of us totally.He expressed it the way he expressed it, but it was always clear as can be.
Oh honey. That story took a turn! May all your good memories of him act like wallpaper and cover the holes in your heart. You are so missed in Woodstoxk
yeah. Roller skating to my father's death. Maybe a stretch, :), but it just came out and I decided that my sudden crash was enough like the crash I felt last week when my father fell and then departed that I would keep it. It's a giant loss, Martha. So grateful to have had a father like him to begin with. He was somethin'. Thank you for writing and for your love and kindness now and always. It means a lot. I miss all of you too. So much. xoxox
Bar, I'm so sorry. Sending you love and hopes for peaceful moments in the coming days. I love seeing your Da's beautiful face. I wish I'd known him. Love you.
Dear Kitty, I think that picture gives you a pretty good idea of who he was. I hadn't seen it before yesterday and it filled me up. He was always smiling (or mostly!) and always so optimistic despite it all. Even these days, he'd say oh Bar, this too shall pass, because he knew that to be true even when it's hard to believe. He was an eternal optimist but not silly or unaware. He understood. Fighting in Korea taught him a lot, a lesson he didn't need to sign up for. He had just graduated from Dartmouth, landed a great journalist gig in NYC, was pumped to begin, but couldn't live with himself without doing what young men all over the country with fewer advantages were being asked to do. So off he went, which opened up his world in all kinds of ways. He never got back to journalism, or writing for that matter, at least not in a full time way. He wrote a memoir filled with his political theories - academic in nature, and a quarterly newsletter that he started maybe forty years ago that he finally quit six months ago. He loved this world in a big way. Thanks for writing and for inspiring this paragraph. :)
Bar, thank you for sharing these beautiful details. “This too shall pass” is a mantra that holds new meaning these days. He knew. He lived it. I wish you love and peaceful memories in the coming days.
Your Da was one special man- with a wealth of knowledge on any topic and that handsome smile of his and bold laugh! Memories of our Sunday night dinners with you all and our never ending days on the lake- we all were “living life” to the fullest and your Da ( and your sweet Mom) have been our role models for years! Your Da lived a great life and a full one! I always looked forward to his quarterly news reports he sent out to everyone. We will miss him 💗
Thinking of you and your family Bar- we will see you next week to celebrate your Da’s amazing life💗
That photo is just…wow. A Life. A LIFE. It’s an especially profound loss as the remaining parent (in my experience). A candle has been lit for your dear Da for days. I now have this beautiful image of him to have in my heart. Thank you.
Dear Kirsti, I feel the same way about that photo! just captured him so well...a big part of him anyway. Thank you thank you for always being there, and for the candle which lifts my spirits.
The photo of your father taken on his 96th birthday is so uplifting: his crinkly shining eyes; his broad unforced smile, his bowtie, and his raised glass TO LIFE! He is still here - a role model for the rest of us.
He was a smiler, Doris. And he loved his bow ties. A true gentleman, an old-fashioned yet remarkably forward-looking man. It’s a big empty hole without him.
Thank you, Jackie. He was a good and big-hearted man. We're all going to miss him a lot. It's always a shock when a person is full of health and energy and then they're gone. That's the case with Da this week. We're all quiet. Grateful for a life well lived but also deeply saddened by his absence. Love to you and thanks, Bar
thank you, Shannon.
Thinking of you Bar as you process the loss of your Da. I have fond memories of Uncle Bucky from my childhood and the lake. And, he once came to visit Don and I in Orchard Park when he was on a business trip to Buffalo, NY.
Safe travels back east next week. I will see you on the 30th. Hugs!
Dear Mary, I'll be so glad to see you. What a time this has been! I'm glad to hear he visited. He was like that. Always stopping in to see people he cared about or was interested in. It was his fuel in so many ways. See you soon.
Da, known to me as Buck was a fine man who unconditionally welcomed me into his Scott family and home. A good father-in-law and citizen loved by many
He understood, Brent. He understood, and his heart was open to everyone unconditionally. A real gift to all who knew him.
Passings seem to mostly be eulogized as life well lived. Adventures, accomplishments, great deeds. Bar, your Da more importantly seems to have successfully lived a life well loved, loving in turn and now remembered for that. Bless you and your siblings as that role is passed.
Bill
thank you, Bill. No doubt love for him is measured in how much he loved to be alive. Always realistic, but never giving up on humanity or any individual. Really remarkable. A good role model for all of us. No question about that.
An insight into why/how you came to be such a sensitive, loving person, Bar. So well-equipped by your parents to embrace life and live from the heart. Many blessings. XXX
Dear Ann, Thank you. They cared, Ann. I think that's the main quality they instilled in us. And I am so grateful for that. Thank you thank you. Love back at you
So sorry for your loss, Bar! Your Dad looks and sounds like an amazing human being; thanks for sharing that lovely picture of him! Sending love.
You're welcome, Ingeborg, and thank you for taking the time to meet my dad. I love that picture too. Captures a lot about him. I think my sister Sally took it. I wasn't there for his birthday, a downside of living on the far side of the country. We're grateful to have had with us for so long. Love from here. B&B
Sorry for your loss, Bar. I love that photo - so full of joy. Sounds like your dad set a good example of how to live life. xoxoxo
He did, Bev. He was a generous and fair-minded man. Lots of goodness in him. I'm glad you like the photo. I do too. It was nice to see it yesterday when my sister sent it out. I hadn't seen it before, but it captures a lot of who he was. Thank you, thank you. Love from us.
What a beautiful man, Bar! My heart goes out to you. Saying goodbye to both parents within a year is a heart-achy journey. Much love. xox
Thank you, Chara. It's a lot, but for their sake, I'm glad they had so much time together, and that we had so much time with both of them. My father wanted more, thought he'd get more, but...now the sadness will be the house. Lots of life living in those walls. :(
My sincere condolences Bar. It sounds like his life was very well lived. He had the gift of years and the love of a family. May his memory be a blessing.
Thank you, Seth. Indeed his memory is a blessing. He lives on inside each of us and a little bit of him with everyone he ever knew or cared about, and there were a lot of those people. He had a way or introducing himself and engaging with others that I've never seen in anyone else. No qualms about stepping up to someone he's never met and fully engaging them. No one ever seemed to mind either. A Gift. We'll miss him a lot. Much love to you and to your beautiful family.
Oh, no matter how old we are it's always sad to lose our parent. Somehow it just seems as if a part of you has gone--that person who loved you totally. We are all so human! Thank you, Bar, for continuously reminding us of that.
So right, Amy. It all makes sense in the scheme of things, but Whoosh, one of the central characters is gone and now we're the elders. It's a big deal. And you're right, he did love me and all of us totally.He expressed it the way he expressed it, but it was always clear as can be.
Oh honey. That story took a turn! May all your good memories of him act like wallpaper and cover the holes in your heart. You are so missed in Woodstoxk
yeah. Roller skating to my father's death. Maybe a stretch, :), but it just came out and I decided that my sudden crash was enough like the crash I felt last week when my father fell and then departed that I would keep it. It's a giant loss, Martha. So grateful to have had a father like him to begin with. He was somethin'. Thank you for writing and for your love and kindness now and always. It means a lot. I miss all of you too. So much. xoxox
Bar, I'm so sorry. Sending you love and hopes for peaceful moments in the coming days. I love seeing your Da's beautiful face. I wish I'd known him. Love you.
Dear Kitty, I think that picture gives you a pretty good idea of who he was. I hadn't seen it before yesterday and it filled me up. He was always smiling (or mostly!) and always so optimistic despite it all. Even these days, he'd say oh Bar, this too shall pass, because he knew that to be true even when it's hard to believe. He was an eternal optimist but not silly or unaware. He understood. Fighting in Korea taught him a lot, a lesson he didn't need to sign up for. He had just graduated from Dartmouth, landed a great journalist gig in NYC, was pumped to begin, but couldn't live with himself without doing what young men all over the country with fewer advantages were being asked to do. So off he went, which opened up his world in all kinds of ways. He never got back to journalism, or writing for that matter, at least not in a full time way. He wrote a memoir filled with his political theories - academic in nature, and a quarterly newsletter that he started maybe forty years ago that he finally quit six months ago. He loved this world in a big way. Thanks for writing and for inspiring this paragraph. :)
Bar, thank you for sharing these beautiful details. “This too shall pass” is a mantra that holds new meaning these days. He knew. He lived it. I wish you love and peaceful memories in the coming days.
Your Da was one special man- with a wealth of knowledge on any topic and that handsome smile of his and bold laugh! Memories of our Sunday night dinners with you all and our never ending days on the lake- we all were “living life” to the fullest and your Da ( and your sweet Mom) have been our role models for years! Your Da lived a great life and a full one! I always looked forward to his quarterly news reports he sent out to everyone. We will miss him 💗
Thinking of you and your family Bar- we will see you next week to celebrate your Da’s amazing life💗
So many great memories, Chrisy. We were lucky. So very lucky. I'll be so glad to see you next week, too. Til then. Love, Bar
That photo is just…wow. A Life. A LIFE. It’s an especially profound loss as the remaining parent (in my experience). A candle has been lit for your dear Da for days. I now have this beautiful image of him to have in my heart. Thank you.
Dear Kirsti, I feel the same way about that photo! just captured him so well...a big part of him anyway. Thank you thank you for always being there, and for the candle which lifts my spirits.
The photo of your father taken on his 96th birthday is so uplifting: his crinkly shining eyes; his broad unforced smile, his bowtie, and his raised glass TO LIFE! He is still here - a role model for the rest of us.
He was a smiler, Doris. And he loved his bow ties. A true gentleman, an old-fashioned yet remarkably forward-looking man. It’s a big empty hole without him.