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Lillian Darlene Scott
February 11, 1950 ~ October 6, 2023 (age 73) 73 Years Old
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On Friday, October 6,2023, our beloved sister, mother daughter and friend, Lillian Darlene Scott was taken from us suddenly due to complications with a heart valve. She left the world.
My mom was born on February 11,1950, right here in Nampa, Idaho at the old Mercy Hospital. Her parents were Donald and Mary Scott. She was the youngest of their three children, George Raymond Scott, followed by Bonnie Gene Fry – Scott, which made her family lovingly refer to her as the “baby of the family.”
From the time my mom was born, my grandma always said that she was so sweet that she would melt in your arms. That wonderful sweetness grew with her. It was more than just her personality; it was part of her soul.
She was truly creative and artistic. My mom taught me to see beauty and magic within the smallest things in the world.
I think one of her favorite stories to tell me was when she was about threes years of age. She was crawling through the grass and saw a breathtaking “bug”. The bug was yellow and black, it seemed like it was made of stained glass. When she grabbed it, the bug was hot! Of course, it was a bee. Another story she loved to tell was about the times when George and Bonnie would get to go to school, being too young, she would have to wait for them. While sitting in the was afternoon sun, a trail of tiny honey-colored ants would march across her little legs. She also told me about when she first saw my father, he was about 11 years old, hanging upside down from a tree. That story always made both of us smile. He could describe so many memories with great detail.
My mom had great passion for art and was an amazing artist. Anything from studies of Leonardo da Vinci to sketching photos from a magazine. She could create masterpieces. My mom also had a great love of classical music. I was introduced to Mozart and Beethoven at a young age. Later when I was a teenager, I introduced my mother to 80’s heavy metal. I even took her to a concert, a very loud concert. I was so happy that she agreed to go because she was truly interested in what I liked, and it made me feel so loved. She was always very patient, allowing lots of giggling teens to stay up all night watching scary movies, plus everyone will never forget those homemade pizzas she especially made for us. Everyone wanted my mom for their own, and I was so incredibly grateful that she was mine.
When I became an adult, I was lucky enough to have three children of my own. They were given the gift of growing up with my mom and calling her Nana. While the kids grew up, she was there to help bake cookies or finish school projects. But more importantly, she was there to talk or listen when they needed. That meant the world to me. She showed the kids how to be empathetic, compassionate and loving.
In my mom’s last year of life, her granddaughter started a small business. Everyone pitched in to make rafts. Everything from candles to soap, flower crowns to painted masks.
I’d hear her in the kitchen saying, “I’m making candle art” or “I’m making soap art”. It made me so happy to hear her excitement.
At our events many people commented how they could feel a presence of love and goodness in her crafts. I would just smile and say, “That’s because my mom made them!”
I loved my mom with all my heart. She honestly made the world a better place. She made people better for knowing her. I am very lucky she was in my life. I’ll end with a quote that I wanted to share, it says: “Be the things you loved most about the people who are gone.”
Lillian is survived by her daughter: Beverly Patchett (Thomas Patchett) Grandchildren: Thomas Jeffrey Patchett II (T>J>), Angelina Dawn Patchett, Christopher Alexander Patchett. Sister Bonnie Gene Fry, Brother: George Raymon Scott (Nerce Scott) Niece: Mary Anne Scott
Lillian is preceded in death by her mother: Mary Scott, Father: Donald Scott, Brother-in-Law: Douglas Martin Fry.