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EULOGY FOR SCOTTY THEOPHELIUS WILLIAMS

March 23, 2021
by Donnette Norman


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

March 22, 2021
by Donnette Norman
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

March 22, 2021
by Donnette Norman
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

My dearest Brother Scotty - Robert

March 23, 2021
by Donnette Norman
  • My dearest brother Scotty.
I love you and will miss you Scott,I miss your smiling face bro, I miss your loud laughter bro.
I miss how you brighten up the room.and be the soul of the party bro.I miss your kindness bro.
I miss the countless times you took me around America and Jamaica showing me off to your friends and family I would not have known.
I miss me you and Blossom going to church on Sunday and stopping at the restaurant for lunch on the way home,   priceless my brother. 
Hey Scott sometimes I think I hear your voice and laughter, But then the voice of an angel echoes- your work on earth is complete and there is peace. At last peace. At last peace.
Take your rest brother Scott I am blessed to be your little brother
Rob.

Life With My Father- Chevanne Williams and family (daughter).

March 22, 2021
by Donnette Norman
My dad  Scotty Williams left Jamaica when I was only 2 weeks old. As I grew up and know the significance of a father, Mrs Virginia Chambers affectionately called Ms Vergi, God bless her soul, would educate me about my parents. 
As a little girl growing up there was a void in my heart and the dreams set it. I dreamt of my dad as this very important man who would love and protect me like no other.
 I waited and waited and dream of him coming to get me. I was 28 years old when my dream came through. Yes he came to see me by Ms Vergie, just where he left me all those years. 
He was everything I dreamt of and more. I will never forget, how he was dressed, how he walked, how he looked, his smile his voice. My heart melts but I was on cloud nine. It seemed at the time like I knew him forever and everthing was perfect in my life.
 It wasn't hard for me to accept him as I had  loved him all my life. I was so happy that I could see and touch him.
When I visited him and his wife Aunty Blosson in New York, that was my Christmas. He treated me like a princess. He showed me off to all his friends and I can still hear him say ' this is my daughter'. 
He seem proud to announce that. And of course evertime I see my dad I am always on cloud nine.I needed more time with him.
 When I visited him my favorite time was simple sitting around the dinner table and watched him eat. Unlike me he can't eat without a knife and fork. He loved meat and was always having drink. 
We would talk of old days and listening to his voice and see him laugh was so satisfying to me. I will cherish those moment forever.
I needed more time with him.
Oh my dad was añways well dressed.He  was always very slick. He loved his nice colognes just as  love nice perfumes
He loved a nice clean house and a nice care. As time went on I.could  see that we had many things in common.I needed more time with him.
My Father LOVED life. He was a people person. He loved his family and friends. He was a very kind man. 
He is very hard worker who believed in doing his best.  I can see where I get my hardworking attitude from; my father. -Gosh! I needed more time with him.
We had made  plans to  be with each other more and for him to get to know his grand children more. We planned to all travel together and all.
My Father's death seem so unreal. I didnt get to hold his hand and comfort him. I never got to be by his bed side and suddenly I was planning a funeral and I would not be there. It seem so unreal and  still  hurts like hell. I needed more time with him!
I spoke to him on his birthday last year and he said he wasn't feeling well but little did I know that it would be his last week on this earth. 
I will cherish the last talks we had, his voice and laughter with be forever burn in my heart."I loved you daddy Williams, always and forever." 
Rest well and sleep well. Forever be in my heart.I just needed more time with you but God knows best, it wasn't meant to be.
Your loving daughter- Chevanne
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God speed Scotty. I wish we had more time so we could know each other better but God knows best. You will be forever in our hearts. RIP. Clive Wallace...son in law.
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"Gone but not forgotten. Thankful for all that you have done. On the other side may you be strong, resilient yet jovial as you were when with us. May your soul rest in peace Grandad."- Grandson. Kharnatan affectionately known as Khan.
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Grandad was a powerhouse of energy and creativity. He loved to work with his hands and could build almost anything one imagined. He created works of beauty and has left behind a legacy of art, home decor and furnishings that have added value to people's lives. It would have been a pleasure to have spent more time with him and to learn from his life experiences. We will however, treasure the memories we have shared.-Tenesha Wallace- Granddaughter

From the family of Bishop Rennie Wiliams- Brother

March 23, 2021
by Donnette Norman
We grew up hearing our father speak of his brothers. He  loved them dearly and told us of Eric a younger brother that passed as a young child.
His brothers all lived in England then and some moved to the United States after a while.  From time to time they visited Jamaica. We looked forward to when they would visit.
Uncle Scotty loved his family and there was always the sound of laughter  whenever he was with us.  He had a zest for life and was always willing to engage in a conversation. He was a classy  and fashionable dresser.
Our father loved all his brothers and called all of them *brother*. We often laughed and asked him which one. We could tell when he was talking to  Uncle Scotty, they would laugh and laugh and laugh some more. They were not just brothers but friends.
He would go to visit him in New York and would call  home to tell of the good times they had working together, shopping, visiting friends and going to church and that Uncle Scotty and Aunty Blossom were taking good care of him. 
Sadly our father predeceased him on April 10 2017,  and we could tell that Uncle Scotty was deeply moved and negatively affected by his brothers passing.
Uncle Scotty  was greatly loved  and will be forever in our hearts.
The Family of Bishop Rennie Williams- Brother: Wife Myrtle, Son Paul, Daughters, Olive, Donnette Norman, Curline Brown, Jacqueline Samuels, Claudette and Verona Williams
March 29, 2021
by Donnette Norman
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Your  late husband  Scotty Theophilus  Williams was   a remarkable person  he show love to you his relatives  and friends  I cannot find and adjective to describe  your late husband  .He was a man with  positive attitude. May his soul rest in peace ✌and light perpetual shown upon him.