This memorial website was created in memory of our loved one, Scotty Williams, 77 years old, born on March 25, 1943, and passed away on April 2, 2020. We will remember him forever.
Scotty when I first met you, I took a instant liking to you. Would have loved to have spent more time with you. God bless and R.I.E.P
Manley
Manley
Scotty t Williams my father and one of my best friend so much to say it would take more than a day Scotty was great at everything i know u went on before i miss u so much it's hard to put in words thanks very much for the good times one love S.T.W. R I P
From Santa. Very Close Friend
I have known and be with Scotty from so long I can't even remember. Without Scotty there would be no me in America. I love and respect that man like no other. He watch out for me like no other..I will for ever hold him dear dear in my heart. Scotty rest in peace my friend. Gone but will never be forgotten.
I have known and be with Scotty from so long I can't even remember. Without Scotty there would be no me in America. I love and respect that man like no other. He watch out for me like no other..I will for ever hold him dear dear in my heart. Scotty rest in peace my friend. Gone but will never be forgotten.
A year has gone by still in disbelief, still thinking I am going to hear my friend's call to say "pick me up at the airport", heartbroken it will not happen. Rest in peace my friend. Memories live on.
-From Everol Newman
-From Everol Newman
A year has gone by, still in disbelief, still thinking I am going to hear my friend call to say pick me up at the airport, heartbroken it will not happen.
Rest in peace my friend.
Memories live on.
Rest in peace my friend.
Memories live on.
To my Uncle Scotty,
I was always blessed to be rich in Uncles and I still can not quite believe that youre not on earth somewhere drinking milk and rum, doing DIY or throwing a BBQ, talking to Uncle Trylin, playing Lovers Rock while driving around in a much loved car. I remember how we would giggle whilst practicing an American accent before you left England to live in New York, when I was a little girl.
I loved how you were always a cool dresser and had the ability to put everyone at ease with wit and warmth. The last time we spoke was a wk before you passed, it wasnt through a phone call from mum, you actually called me directly and told me that you loved me. I will always miss you.
Rest in perfect peace.
Uncle Scotty
Love Honey
I was always blessed to be rich in Uncles and I still can not quite believe that youre not on earth somewhere drinking milk and rum, doing DIY or throwing a BBQ, talking to Uncle Trylin, playing Lovers Rock while driving around in a much loved car. I remember how we would giggle whilst practicing an American accent before you left England to live in New York, when I was a little girl.
I loved how you were always a cool dresser and had the ability to put everyone at ease with wit and warmth. The last time we spoke was a wk before you passed, it wasnt through a phone call from mum, you actually called me directly and told me that you loved me. I will always miss you.
Rest in perfect peace.
Uncle Scotty
Love Honey
EULOGY FOR SCOTTY THEOPHELIUS WILLIAMS
Scotty my brother was born on 23rd March 1943, to Bertie Augustus Williams and Merelda Vida Williams in the district of Epping Forest, Manchester, Jamaica.
He was the fifth of seven siblings, six boys (Delbert, Aston, Rennie, Trylin, Robert, Eric) 2 of who predeceased him and one daughter Victoria.
He attended church and Sunday School at the local Baptist Church.
He attended the Comfort Hall All Age School, where he left at the age of 16. After school he assisted his dad who was a shopkeeper and a farmer on both the shop and the farm.
Whilst working on the farm he accidentally fell from a fruit tree and broke his shoulder. He was in hospital for a considerable time and was not able to work on the farm anymore. A few years after he left school his dad died and that changed the whole course of his life. His mother was unable to continue with the farm and the shop and decided to go back to her parent’s home in Fraser district, St Ann.
Scotty then went to live with his cousin in the nearby district. She cared for him and sent him to the Cabinet shop where he became a skilled Cabinet Maker.
At this stage he felt like a big man when he met a young lady and had his first child Chevanne Williams.
His mother immigrated to the UK and he then joined her in 1961. He found employment in the welding industry, bought a tipper truck that he used working for himself, carrying and delivering various goods.
Soon after this he met and married Yvonne Taylor, and their unión produced four children whom he had fun with driving around in his Ford Cortina to various places. Scotty also worked as a taxi driver.
Unfortunately, his marriage to Yvonne ended in divorced, and he went to live in Brooklyn USA.
It was there that he was reunited with his childhood friend Blossom. He set up home with Blossom who became his second wife for 31 years.
Scotty worked in various places in the Bronx, and then set up his own business installing kitchen and bathrooms. He was an excellent worker who was highly accomplished and extremely driven to always do his best in his line of work. All his customers were fond of him and were always pleased to recommend him to other people, because of his character, punctuality, joviality and his workmanship.
He was a
member of the local church where he and his wife looked forward to go on Sundays. He was a very handy person fixing things in the church.
Scotty was a very warm and kind person, an important support system for his friends and family.
He was always ready to help and loved having a good time. Some of his hobbies were cooking, barbecues, ironing, sewing, gardening, bussing jokes, DIY, playing ball games, driving, dancing, he loved cars especially his American Lincoln.
Scotty was very generous and like to donate to worthy causes.
He was well loved by the young and old. He had a very happy life with his lovely wife until the day he was struck down with the devastating Covid 19.
His daughter Chevonne was a tower of strength during his illness as his wife was also suffering with Covid 19 and was not able to neither visit nor say her good byes.
He succumbed to his illness few days after his 77th birthday on 2 April 2020.
He is survived by his five children, his wife, two brothers and one sister. Scotty the life and soul of the party you are sorely missed RIP.
Written by Victoria Williams- Sister
Scotty my brother was born on 23rd March 1943, to Bertie Augustus Williams and Merelda Vida Williams in the district of Epping Forest, Manchester, Jamaica.
He was the fifth of seven siblings, six boys (Delbert, Aston, Rennie, Trylin, Robert, Eric) 2 of who predeceased him and one daughter Victoria.
He attended church and Sunday School at the local Baptist Church.
He attended the Comfort Hall All Age School, where he left at the age of 16. After school he assisted his dad who was a shopkeeper and a farmer on both the shop and the farm.
Whilst working on the farm he accidentally fell from a fruit tree and broke his shoulder. He was in hospital for a considerable time and was not able to work on the farm anymore. A few years after he left school his dad died and that changed the whole course of his life. His mother was unable to continue with the farm and the shop and decided to go back to her parent’s home in Fraser district, St Ann.
Scotty then went to live with his cousin in the nearby district. She cared for him and sent him to the Cabinet shop where he became a skilled Cabinet Maker.
At this stage he felt like a big man when he met a young lady and had his first child Chevanne Williams.
His mother immigrated to the UK and he then joined her in 1961. He found employment in the welding industry, bought a tipper truck that he used working for himself, carrying and delivering various goods.
Soon after this he met and married Yvonne Taylor, and their unión produced four children whom he had fun with driving around in his Ford Cortina to various places. Scotty also worked as a taxi driver.
Unfortunately, his marriage to Yvonne ended in divorced, and he went to live in Brooklyn USA.
It was there that he was reunited with his childhood friend Blossom. He set up home with Blossom who became his second wife for 31 years.
Scotty worked in various places in the Bronx, and then set up his own business installing kitchen and bathrooms. He was an excellent worker who was highly accomplished and extremely driven to always do his best in his line of work. All his customers were fond of him and were always pleased to recommend him to other people, because of his character, punctuality, joviality and his workmanship.
He was a
member of the local church where he and his wife looked forward to go on Sundays. He was a very handy person fixing things in the church.
Scotty was a very warm and kind person, an important support system for his friends and family.
He was always ready to help and loved having a good time. Some of his hobbies were cooking, barbecues, ironing, sewing, gardening, bussing jokes, DIY, playing ball games, driving, dancing, he loved cars especially his American Lincoln.
Scotty was very generous and like to donate to worthy causes.
He was well loved by the young and old. He had a very happy life with his lovely wife until the day he was struck down with the devastating Covid 19.
His daughter Chevonne was a tower of strength during his illness as his wife was also suffering with Covid 19 and was not able to neither visit nor say her good byes.
He succumbed to his illness few days after his 77th birthday on 2 April 2020.
He is survived by his five children, his wife, two brothers and one sister. Scotty the life and soul of the party you are sorely missed RIP.
Written by Victoria Williams- Sister
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Scotty when I first met you, I took a instant liking to you. Would have loved to have spent more time with you. God bless and R.I.E.P
Manley
Manley
Scotty t Williams my father and one of my best friend so much to say it would take more than a day Scotty was great at everything i know u went on before i miss u so much it's hard to put in words thanks very much for the good times one love S.T.W. R I P
From Santa. Very Close Friend
I have known and be with Scotty from so long I can't even remember. Without Scotty there would be no me in America. I love and respect that man like no other. He watch out for me like no other..I will for ever hold him dear dear in my heart. Scotty rest in peace my friend. Gone but will never be forgotten.
I have known and be with Scotty from so long I can't even remember. Without Scotty there would be no me in America. I love and respect that man like no other. He watch out for me like no other..I will for ever hold him dear dear in my heart. Scotty rest in peace my friend. Gone but will never be forgotten.
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Mr.Scotty Williams
L to R: Gary (Son), Charlene B (Daughter) Daniel Graham (Friend), Nicola (Niece), Honey (Niece), Scotty, Chantelle (Niece), Chris (Sis In Law), Anthony (Son)
his Life
EULOGY FOR SCOTTY THEOPHELIUS WILLIAMS
Memorial Service For The Life of Mr Scotty Williams
Link- https://youtu.be/shnwbkRnPhA
EULOGY FOR SCOTTY THEOPHELIUS WILLIAMS
Scotty my brother was born on 23rd March 1943, to Bertie Augustus Williams and Merelda Vida Williams in the district of Epping Forest, Manchester, Jamaica.
He was the fifth of seven siblings, six boys (Delbert, Aston, Rennie, Trylin, Robert, Eric) 2 of who predeceased him and one daughter Victoria.
He attended church and Sunday School at the local Baptist Church.
He attended the Comfort Hall All Age School, where he left at the age of 16. After school he assisted his dad who was a shopkeeper and a farmer on both the shop and the farm.
Whilst working on the farm he accidentally fell from a fruit tree and broke his shoulder. He was in hospital for a considerable time and was not able to work on the farm anymore. A few years after he left school his dad died and that changed the whole course of his life. His mother was unable to continue with the farm and the shop and decided to go back to her parent’s home in Fraser district, St Ann.
Scotty then went to live with his cousin in the nearby district. She cared for him and sent him to the Cabinet shop where he became a skilled Cabinet Maker.
At this stage he felt like a big man when he met a young lady and had his first child Chevanne Williams.
His mother immigrated to the UK and he then joined her in 1961. He found employment in the welding industry, bought a tipper truck that he used working for himself, carrying and delivering various goods.
Soon after this he met and married Yvonne Taylor, and their unión produced four children whom he had fun with driving around in his Ford Cortina to various places. Scotty also worked as a taxi driver.
Unfortunately, his marriage to Yvonne ended in divorced, and he went to live in Brooklyn USA.
It was there that he was reunited with his childhood friend Blossom. He set up home with Blossom who became his second wife for 35 years.
Scotty worked in various places in the Bronx, and then set up his own business installing kitchen and bathrooms. He was an excellent worker who was highly accomplished and extremely driven to always do his best in his line of work. All his customers were fond of him and were always pleased to recommend him to other people, because of his character, punctuality, joviality and his workmanship.
He was a
member of the local church where he and his wife looked forward to go on Sundays. He was a very handy person fixing things in the church.
Scotty was a very warm and kind person, an important support system for his friends and family.
He was always ready to help and loved having a good time. Some of his hobbies were cooking, barbecues, ironing, sewing, gardening, bussing jokes, DIY, playing ball games, driving, dancing, he loved cars especially his American Lincoln.
Scotty was very generous and like to donate to worthy causes.
He was well loved by the young and old. He had a very happy life with his lovely wife until the day he was struck down with the devastating Covid 19.
His daughter Chevonne was a tower of strength during his illness as his wife was also suffering with Covid 19 and was not able to neither visit nor say her good byes.
He succumbed to his illness few days after his 77th birthday on 2 April 2020.
He is survived by his five children, his wife, two brothers and one sister. Scotty the life and soul of the party you are sorely missed RIP.
Written by Victoria Williams- Sister
Life With Scotty, My Beloved Husband- Blossom
We were only ten (10) years old when Scotty and I became boy and girl friend. We were young and knew nothing of what the future would bring. Both of our families were very close. We lived in the hills of Epping Forest in Mancher, Jamaica. We played, ate and went to church together.
After Scotty father died, his family relocated to Frazer District. In ST Ann and I went to Kingston. After couple of years Scotty went to England. Actually I think he went to England in 1960.For all those years we were separated, but God and faith brought us back together later in the United States of America where we were married for 35 wonderful, happy and loving years.
Our lives were entwined in great love all these years. So much that 35 years seems like yesterday.. Over the years we grew very very close. It was as if we tried to make up for the years we were apart.
Scotty, was a kind and gentle soul. He was always giving 100% of himself.You never saw one of us and not the other. We traveled everywhere together. We never left each other side. We knew each other thoughts and dreams and sometimes we could even finish each other sentences. He was my Rock, my King and I was no doubt his Queen.I often prayed for him and cared for him more than for myself. He treated me like a Queen.
We just thought our lives has just began, getting richer in Christ on earth but little did we know it would come.to an end. He is gone to his heavenly father.We have two rocking chair and often talked about how we were gonna grow old together, sitting in our rocking chair on the porch while enjoying visits from family and friends.
Scotty loved life. He was always smiling. You never knew if he had a bad day. He was always working. One of our favorite pass time was going to church and after service is we would go have breakfast. He loved to dance, dressed up, and to travel. We never left each other sides. Scotty loved his family dearly. He cared for his numerous friends and he never say 'NO'. He loved people and he was a happy soul.
I still believe that He left me too soon. I need him but I know our heavenly father needed him more. He will forever be in my heart. He is the first person I think about in the mornings and the last before I go to bed at nights. My heart is broken in a million pieces. This has been the worst year of my life.
Sometimes I have felt like I will not make it through, but I know Scotty would want me to go on. So with God's help and Scotty in my heart I will take it one day at a time."Scotty you will forever be in my heart". Sleep well until we meet again.I will love you for ever.
Rona, your loving wife.❤Blossom Williams- Wife.
Life with Scotty- My beloved Brother - Trylin Williams
TRIBUTE FOR MY LOVING BROTHER SCOTTY WILLIAMS
BY TRYLIN WILLIAMS
I am one of Scot’s younger brothers; right now I can’t find words to express my grief over his passing, a year ago. Scot, I feel I lost a piece of myself when you went. You shared my roots, knew my childhood memories, had a unique insight into how I become who I am today. You knew me on a level that few if anyone else does and knows. Your memory sits on the landscape of my heart night and day, when I awake at nights the tears still flow.
When I visited you and Blossom from Florida, you would give me that contagious laugh, and say glad to see you come, safe man. Tomorrow we will buy chicken, call the guys and make a barbecue, drink some JA white rum, bus music, and have fun in this beautiful sunshine. You left us with an incredible model of how to live our lives and treat people, as you were a people person. You helped and supported me through life’s many challenges, you were my brother and best friend, and you knew my deepest fears and joys.
My time with you was filled with vivid and precious cherished moments especially when we worked together. I spend decades in your company; we two grew up together and never seem to be out of each other’s company. As children we had great times, play marbles, climb trees to pick fruits, (on one occasion you fell and broke your shoulder and I was lost without you for the time you was in the hospital) we laugh, joke, work together and there was never a dull moment with you around. We walked to school together, go to the springs to fetch water, tend to the goats and cows, shoot birds and do all things boys do. Scot, you were talented beyond measure and the way you would craft out a piece of furniture was incredible.
I cannot get it out of my head whilst I was in Jamaica on business, saying
'Try I am not feeling well' 'Man, go to the hospital' I replied, his reply was
'I don’t want to, my doctor told me not to go because of the very contagious COVID 19' of which no one knew much of at the time.
Flying back to Florida I enquired to see if he had gone to the hospital, he was adamant that he was not going. I phoned him on the 27th March at 5 pm, 2020; he was still at home still feeling ill with no intention of calling the ambulance. That was the last time I spoke to him, I am crushed and devastated over his decision and not allowed to neither visit him nor say a comforting word when he eventually went to the hospital. My brother I will never forget you, nor the voice I heard from your daughter, Chevonne on 2 April 2020, Uncle Trylin he is gone, it fell on me like a ton of bricks, from that day until now my heart bleeds and life does not and will not be the same again.
Family and friends, it was one of the saddest days of my life when I watched on social media his body laid to rest, all alone, with only his best friend McLeish the pastor and the driver as the only three people in attendance, because of COVID 19 restrictions. My loving and kind brother Scot, I love you in life and will continue to love you in death, I think of you every day, you live on in my heart forever. Catch you later bro. RIP
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My Uncle Scotty- Paul Williams
Uncle Scotty-Oh wow, what a man I shared a room with uncle Scotty for awhile He slept on the bottom bunk. I slept on the top
I learnt a lot about the man in my time. He was a sharp dresser and was always suited up when going out on the town. His cars were emaculate. I always thought it funny how he got dressed up to the nines, then he would wash his car all dressed up. He would say, "I be finished in a minute".
He would always share his favourite music with me. He liked calipso and reggae.He would encourage me to get things done, like learning to drive. He use to take the family on trips one day as we all got in his car he said Paul it’s your turn to start driving as he won’t be able to do it all the time. I soon got my license
He would share his work with me too; he was a skilled oxyacetylene welder and also was excellent at making things. Uncle Scotty always had time for all of us. Whenever he was around most of the family would turn up. He was so loving and friendly.
I visited him in New York a few times. He was always annoyed with me as I would turn up after a few days and he would say you should have come already. An Uncle was a father figure, a friend and a family member.
Much loved and very much missed
RIP Uncle Scotty -Paul Williams- UK
