Marie Emily Scott,
more fondly known as Grandma Moo, was born on May 25th, 1930 to Joseph and Mary Bayet.
Born into a farming family, with just her and her younger sister Bertha, you could say she found her passion in life immediately.
She often spoke about riding horses to school, running the binder, helping with other jobs in the field, spending a lot of time with her grandpa, going to school at the convent, and finding buffalo bones with her sister and her pony.
Once she graduated from high school, she began nursing school at St. Paul’s in Saskatoon but her direction changed in life and in December of 1950 she married Andrew Scott. They moved to the Palo Salt Mine where Grandpa worked. They eventually took over the operations at the Scott farm and moved to the homestead, which was located a mile from where her parents were.
They had six children,
Carolyn, Jim, Tom, Joanne, Joe and John.
The kids have many memories of berry picking, fishing with the Gillespies, picnics and always having people over at the farm.
Those who know Grandma, know that she was not one to back down from any challenge she faced.
Losing her husband, her son Jim, and her parents within a few short years and then later facing the loss of her youngest son, John were obviously the biggest challenges in her life.
She maintained her faith, picked up her boot straps continued operating the farm and showed what strength truly meant.
It was not common for women to be a grain farmer at those times, so to get a permit book, she needed Garry May to write a letter to the Grain Growers confirming that she was in fact a grain farmer, making her one of the first women in Saskatchewan with a permit book. She did what she had to do to raise the kids, maintain the farm and home.
When grandma and dad starting farming together, she enjoyed working together and sharing her knowledge and love of farming.
When there were downs in farming, she was always known for saying “there is always next year” or “there’s nothing you can do to stop natures course”. She was never one to sweat the small stuff, or the big stuff. Her positivity throughout life made her a force to be reckoned with.
Life was too short to worry.
Grandma had a love for all animals and over the years had cattle, horses, chickens, pigs and sheep.
She also loved her dog Sheba, but we never knew which Sheba she meant since they were all named Sheba.
Music was a big part of her life. Playing the piano and the banjo, listening to a good western tune and the Saturday Night Polka Party and she sure could yodel.
She loved to travel too, and looked forward to going to visit Aunty Carolyn in BC and Uncle Tom, where his work took him to beautiful places over the years and she loved travelling to watch Aunty Joanne’s children and grandchildren play hockey.
Of all the things grandma loved, her family was by far the most important. We would show up unannounced any given day and she would have something freshly baked that day.
You would never leave empty handed, fresh produce from her garden, berries just picked, anything and everything pickled, apple crisp, lemon meringue pie or her famous macaroni casserole. She was always a call away if the guys needed a ride to or from the field. She always had an open-door policy and even though it seemed like she drove everywhere on a daily basis, she seemed to somehow always be at home too.
Grandma taught us so much over the years and always had an antidote ready to drive her point home.
Life shouldn’t be taken seriously, mistakes happen, you can’t forget to laugh and have fun…and don’t start anything on a Friday because you will never finish
Her daily morning mail runs to Braithwaite’s, Lehnert’s and Mom and Dads were a tradition for a long time. She loved doing it and always had time for a “quick visit”. She was also great at keeping in touch with her friends and family.
There were evenings she would call late at night “I see I missed your call” but even though we hadn’t, you knew she just wanted to check in.
She always seemed to have company too.
Whether it was her “pals” Weston and Brae for a morning chat or their afternoon chocolate bar, the Lehnert’s, Clays, Huber’s, Thomas’s and so many more friends (I know we are missing so many), who all held a very special place in her heart.
Grandma always looked at the bright side of things. She said quite simply that when faced with hardships, that the only way to get through something was to simply just get through it. She definitely followed that rule of thumb.
We admired her positive outlook and her quick wit.
She loved life
She was so many things to so many people
Mom, Grandma, Great Grandma, Aunt, cousin, friend, neighbour and now an angel.
We love you Grandma
Eulogy given by: Maria Danychuk, Andrew Scott and Alex Scott (grandchildren)
(Marie Scott passed away June 12,2022 from heart and kidney failure at the age of 92)