Sunday, August 20, 2017

94 Years Remembered in 94 Days-Post 44

The Catholic Sun Newspaper
November 5, 1998

Two honored as 'extraordinary servants'

By Carol Rennen

A lifelong Catholic and a distinguished rabbi may have different religious practices, but for these two Arizona men, a love for mankind and service to God has brought them side by side in the name of the poor.
Matthew J. Scott and Rabbi Albert Plotkin were honored Oct 15 as the first recipients of the Dan O'Meara Extraordinary Servant Award at a luncheon hosted by the Society of St. Vincent de Paul on West Watkins Road in south Phoenix, a facility the two honorees know well.
Scott, the only surviving founder of the Phoenix Society of St. Vincent de Paul, continues his service today at the age of 91.   He served as the first president of the Phoenix Council of St Vincent de Paul, and in 1952 established the first charity dining room in the city of Phoenix.   That program has since served more than 23 million free meals.
The dining room on Watkins Road and the Extraordinary Servant Award were named after Dan O'Meara, a cofonder of the Society of St. Vincent de Paul who died Aug. 19, 1997 at the age of 76.
Wife of the late O'Meara, Peggy, presented the awards with tears of appreciation and words of praise for the years of service given by the recipients.  
Scott accepted his award in honor of the 17,000 Vincentians who work to provide daily meals for the poor in Arizona,  "Any of of them is as entitled to this as I am." he said.  "our work has been truly blessed by God."
Rabbi Plotkin accepted his award in the name of members of Temple Beth Israel.   Through Rabbi Plotkin's leadership, they volunteer to feed the poor during the Christmas Day and Easter Sunday to enable the Christian employees and volunteers to be home with their families.
In addition to his many community efforts to find solutions to help the poor, Rabbi Plotkin has served on the Mayor's Committee for the Homeless, the Mayor's Task Force on Drugs and Alchohol and the Governor's Task Force on Marriage and Divorce.
"These two fine men, as busy as they are with everything they do, still found the time to do the quiet things which no one would ever know about," said Steve Zablinski, executive director of St. Vincent de Paul.  "I am grateful, truly grateful, to Rabbi Plotkin and Matt Scott for their years of service for their love, their insight and their wisdom."
I remember this ceremony very well.   My mom and Teresa came up from Douglas and of course all of the Phoenix cousins were there.    
Our uncle Matt was so deserving of this award.   Not too long after this, St. Vincent de Paul Society named the chapel at the south Phoenix location after Matt.
Our family heritage is amazing!!! 

Saturday, August 19, 2017

94 Years Remembered in 94 Days-Post 43

As I continue to watch what unfolds on the national scene over the last few days with the awful rhetoric and hate that is spewing at so many levels, I continue to be very thankful for the way I was raised.

My mom was much stricter than Teresa. Teresa was  a much more gentle soul, but nonetheless, my mom deeply cared about many things.  She just showed it in a different way than Teresa did.

And then there was our Uncle Johnny.    Both Judy and I adored him and the feeling was mutual.   He was so good to us.  I will write more about him later.

Last night when I was watching the news, I was reminded of a quote that my dear friend, Wally Delecki, always used.   He was our GPS Superintendent for over 20 years and one of the best humans I know.   His quote is "that sometimes it is better to be KIND than to be RIGHT!"

Which then brought back a memory of a lesson I learned about that from my mom.   I was a pretty good kid in school.   I was very involved in activities and did not get into trouble.    

My sophomore year in high school, I had two teachers for biology.   Mrs. Herner was the lab teacher.   One day when my mom picked me up for lunch, Mrs. Herner had called her.    Mrs. Herner wasn't one of the most popular teachers.    She told my mom that I had been disrespectful to her.    I told my mom that I hadn't been and I wasn't even sure what she was talking about.   And it wasn't like me to be disrespectful to a teacher.    My mom's response was that she believed me, but that Mrs. Herner's perception was that I had been disrespectful so I needed to fix the perception.   She told me that I had to apologize to her.  I said I wouldn't--which was a bit of a mistake because it wasn't really a good idea to tell my mom I wouldn't do something!!

Needless to say, that afternoon after lunch, I went to Mrs. Herner's class and apologized to her.    It is still to this day one of the greatest lessons that I ever learned. 

From that day forward, I became one of her favorite students (and science was never my thing).   I was her aide for a period one year.   She had a pet skunk named, Petunia, and I got to go visit Petunia every now and then.   What I found out about this lady was that underneath her very gruff exterior was just a lonely person.   She could not have been warmer or nicer to me!

And this gets back to the quote--I did the kind thing by apologizing to her even though I know I was right in that I had not been disrespectful to her.   But a person's perception is their reality.   I am happy that I learned this at a young age and I have such a vivid memory of it.

I think there are a lot of people in this country right now who should heed this advice!

Thank you, mom, for this invaluable lesson that I have carried through my life!  Who would have ever thought that something so trivial, could have the impact that it did?

Friday, August 18, 2017

94 Years Remembered in 94 Days-Post 42

Over the last several days we have watched something really awful happen in our country.   Many of our family have been involved in politics at some level.   Although he never ran for any public office, our grandfather, E.A. Scott, was always involved in Democratic politics and union activities.

I remember a story my mom or Teresa told when I was young and something was going on in the country.  It might have been during some of the civil rights movement in the 1960's but I don't remember.

I know that when JFK was running and elected to the Presidency, there was an undercurrent of prejudice because he was a Catholic.   

Apparently, during the early days in Douglas, there was an active KKK organization.  I am thinking that this must have been in the 20's or 30's.   I think that when I have a little time, I may do some research as to the timing.

However, the KKK not only hates people of color and those who are Jewish, in those days they hated Catholics, too.    

I remember being told that the KKK was having a rally and was walking down 10th Street in their "garb."     I was told that our grandfather went to Immaculate Conception Church, which is on 10th Street, and stood proudly on the steps as the KKK marched by.   When I think about that today, all I can say is "WOW"--what courage that must have taken!!!!!

I also remember my mom saying that he was proud to stand there and be recognized and not be hiding behind some "garb."

I shared this post with my cousin, Ted, and asked him if he had heard this story before.  He hadn't.  But he gave me a little history.   There was a resurgence of the KKK in the 20's, so most likely it happened then.   

He also reminded me of something I had heard my mom say that was from Harry Truman, who our grandfather deeply admired.   Truman said that the KKK was a bunch of damn fools.  "Who else would spend $16.95 for a 69 cent cloth and put it on their heads?" 

After watching the awful things that are happening right now with all of the hatred that is being thrown around, I can honestly say that I was raised to be accepting of all and to treat everyone with dignity and respect.  

Growing up in Douglas which has a very large Hispanic population because of being on the border, I never thought about who my friends were other than they were my friends!  And I will always appreciate that I was taught that from an early age.  

Children are not born to hate.    They don't see color or make judgements.   They have to be taught this.    How fortunate we are to have been brought up the way we were.   

My hope for this wonderful country of ours that is what it is because of immigrants like our grandparents from all places all of the world can start a dialog about hatred and racism.   And maybe our current leadership will cause that to happen because of his actions, words and basic lack of any kind of empathy.

I can't imagine how my mom would feel about what is happening today.    Knowing her like I did, I think she would be out there with her "fighting spirit!"

Again, I will say, that we have had wonderful role models in this Scott Family and I know that I am most grateful!!

Thursday, August 17, 2017

94 Years Remembered in 94 Days-Post 41

From the Douglas Dispatch,  Feb. 1949

Final Rites For
E. A. Scott Set
For this Morning

Another Douglas pioneer is being laid to rest today.   A resident of this city since 1912, Edward A. (Pappy) Scott who passed away suddenly last Thursday, will be given final rites at a requiem mass in the Church of the Immaculate Conception at 10:30 a.m.,  with Fr. Doran officiating.

Coming to Douglas in its early days, "Pappy" was a pioneer in the true sense of the word.   He was a member of the Elks Lodge for 45 years having joined in 1903.  He was a member of the brotherhood of Railway Trainmen for 50 years--the oldest continuous membership in the state of Arizona.   He aided in the organization of lodges in the state and in Leadville, Colo.   And from the time he first came to Douglas, he pioneered strongly for the Democratic party.

Last evening the rosary was recited at the family home, 858 Fourteenth street, at 8 p.m., and a memorial service was conducted by the Douglas Elks No. 955 in the Elks Home at 4 p.m.

Active pallbearers at the services this morning will be four sons, John, Matthew, Thomas, and William; a son-in-law, Edwin Park; and a grandson, Edward Scott.   Honorary pallbearers are Dr. N. V. Alessi,  S. P.  Applewhite, Johnny Hart, Ben Blum, J. W. Rhodes, O. E. Spaw, J. B. Ward, W. J. Reay, Martin Donohoe, L. J. Park, Myer Gray, Everett Jones, Henry Williams, E. C. Hample, Rufus Northup, Fred Taylor, Fred Paxton, Lynn Palmer, E. B. Lynn, Oakley Lucas, Percy Bowden, Bob Ledford,  J. T. Byrne,  Frank Krentz,  Arch Jackson,  Bob Ellis, Wirt French, Tommy Donohue, Martin Byrne, Dave Richards, Henri Birch, Steve Puzzi, David Hickman, Tom Sanders, Cornelius Reidy, David Marks, Howard Ames, and D. M.Bloodworth.

Mr. Scott was born Sept. 3, 1874 at Amherst, Ohio.  He was married in April, 1902 to Miss Katherine Roughan, who survives him.   The couple had 10 children, five boys and five girls; seven of who are living.   

Survivors include his wife; three daughters, Mrs. Edwin Park of Sacramento, Calif.; Mrs. Tom Shannon and Miss Teresa Scott of this city; four sons, John Scott of Douglas, Matthew Scott of Phoenix, Thomas Scott of Washington D.C. and William Scott, a student at Tempe; ten granddaughters and three grandsons.   One grandson, Edward, who will be one of the active pallbearers, is in his fifth year at Saint Anthony's seminary, where he is studying for the priesthood.    The 13th grandchild is the month old Sheila "Cheyenne" Shannon.

Rev. Victor G. Burcher, O.F.M., pastor of St. Mary's Church,  Phoenix, a friend of Matthew Scott and his family, will be in Douglas for the funeral.

When we found all of these in the desk in Douglas, Ted Park said he had never heard me be called Cheyenne.   I told him the story behind it as best I could remember.   

When our Aunt Dot had Jean and Jan, I guess she was originally going to name them Pamela and Penelope.   Our grandpa wanted to know why someone would name their kids, Antelope and Cantaloupe?   Teresa actually named me Sheila and my mom was fine with it.   Apparently, our grandfather likened it to the Antelope and Cantaloupe names, and said something to the effect that if you name her "some damn name" like that, then I will call her what I want, which was "Cheyenne."   Interestingly enough, the only person I ever remember calling me Cheyenne was our cousin,  Eddie (Joel).  He always called me that!! 

This is a picture of Immaculate Conception Church from many years ago.  Notice the "tracks" running down the middle of the street from the street car?


Wednesday, August 16, 2017

94 Years Remembered in 94 Days-Post 40

I often regret that I didn't record or write things down after I heard them through the years.    I am going to relay this story with the best of my memory.

Our grandfather had a heart attack and died very suddenly in February of 1949. He was in Agua Prieta, Sonora, Mexico at the time of his death.   Going to Agua Prieta, in those days, was like going to the grocery store is for us today.  It is so close to Douglas and it was very easy to cross back and forth between the border.

Teresa told me that she went with Percy Bowden, the Police Chief of Douglas, over the Agua Prieta as soon as they heard about it.

During that time, priests and nuns were not allowed to wear their religious "garb" in public.    It was my understanding that a Mexican priest gave our grandfather the last rites and that the Federales looked the other way while it was being done.

I know from growing up in Douglas that sometimes it was hard to get a body back across the border if a person died there who was a U. S. citizen.   I can only assume that because of the connections our grandfather had, there were no problems.   If there had been, I am sure I would have heard that story.

I remember Teresa saying ho difficult it was to hear the police radio when they were going to Agua Prieta.

As I have said before, I am trying to remember things as accurately as I can. If anyone has a different memory or something additional to share, please let me know.

Tuesday, August 15, 2017

94 Years Remembered in 94 Days-Post 39

Another memory from Saturday night--tamales, which are my comfort food.    Before we left Douglas Sunday a week ago, a dear friend, Maritza, brought me three doxen tamales.    I always buy the ones that her aunt makes and they are delicious.  She said that she had some in the freezer that she kept for the family so she brought them to me before we left.

Saturday night, after a long week and a morning meeting, I didn't think I would be fixing dinner.  However, plans changed and Cameron wanted tamales.  So we pulled out a dozen and I put them on the stove to warm them.

It brought back so many memories.    I consider a lot of Mexican food comfort food after growing up in Douglas.    But the humorous part of this is that growing up whenever we  had tamales, my mom and Teresa (and many other family members) would eat them with ketchup.   I don't like ketchup very much so I never did.   When I asked about it, the response was that when our Irish grandparents moved to the Mexican border in the early 1900's, they had not had a lot of foods with chili in them.   So ketchup helped with the taste of hotness.     Whenever we had a family reunion and served tamales, I had to have a large bottle of ketchup available.

The other thing I remember was when Mary made her delicious red chili enchiladas, they always had sweet pickle relish on the side.  Once again, I don't like sweet pickle relish, so I never ate that.   I guess being born on the border and growing up there, I am okay with "hot" stuff.   Although I really don't like things that are so "hot" you can't taste it--unlike my cousin, Cecilia!

So many great memories keep coming up on a regular basis.   I am writing this in red for the "hotness," the "red chili" tamales, and  of course, "ketchup."

Monday, August 14, 2017

94 Years Remembered in 94 Days-Post 38

Something funny happened on Saturday when I was talking to a friend who works for GPS.    She told me that there was a problem with her paycheck and the District issued her a "live" check.   The best part is that the check was signed by me and by our interim superintendent.  I didn't realize that I was signing  a live payroll check in my role as board president.

We got to laughing because I told the story in my eulogy about Teresa doing payroll all of those years with many of her "clients" being done for free on her part.  I told about how my mom would sometimes ask could they just donate a ream of paper.   Well, I just realized with that conversation, that I am doing almost the exact same thing!!!  I am doing "payroll" so to speak with no pay.

When my mom ran for and served three terms on the City Council of Douglas after she retired, she was paid (I think) $100 a month for that position.   Even in those days, that was not a lot for the amount of time that she put in to being a City Councilwoman.   When we spent summers there, she was often on the phone, at meetings and events all because of being a council member.  But she loved the 12 years that she did this.  And I know that Teresa loved her years doing bookkeeping and payroll.

This past week when I got back from Douglas, I had a very busy week.  We had a special Board meeting Tuesday night,  a meeting with administrators late Wednesday afternoon, and a community/parent forum on Wednesday evening.    In between, I attended several other meetings and events that have to do with my role on the Board, including a town hall this morning.   Although I have been exhausted, it has been good to be so busy.  

I really thought I was following more in my mom's footsteps by running for an elected office after retiring.   But after the paycheck story, I guess I am also following in Teresa's footsteps, too.   In Arizona board members do not get paid!  

I don't know why this tickled me so.   I think it was because I had not made the association and I had told the story when I did her eulogy.

What incredible role models I have had in my mom, Margaret, and my aunt, Teresa!!!

Sunday, August 13, 2017

94 Years Remembered in 94 Days-Post 37

Douglas Daily Dispatch
Sunday, August 31, 1947

Douglasite's Trip Successful;
Story Told in National Paper

E. A. Scott, retired railroad man who lives at 858 Fourteenth Street has returned from an eventful visit to the grand lodge of the Brotherhood of Railroad Trainmen at Cleveland.

His visit was the subject of an article in the Trainmen News, official organ of the national brotherhood.   The article described the Douglas man as a "real old-timer" of the brotherhood, mentioned the 40 year button he received in 1938 and traced his career.

Mr. Scott and Dave Lowther were sent by the Douglas lodge to Cleveland to represent the interests of the lodge in opposing the attempt to move the terminal for Southern Pacific freight employees in this area from Douglas to El Paso.

They conferred with A. F. Whitney, president of the brotherhood and a close personal friend of Mr. Scott.

The proposed change was defeated last week in a vote of brotherhood men involved.

Mr. Scott also went to Washington to visit his son, Tom Scott, a senate investigator.

While there he made an attempt, apparently unsuccessful, to convince two Arizona representatives in congress--John B. Murdock and Richard F. Harless--that one of them should move to Douglas.

Reminding the congressmen that both will be able to retain residence in Maricopa county, he invited them to  Douglas.

Both were non-committal, he reported.   "They laughed it off." he explained, adding that both men hastened to get way from a newspaper reporter who was present.

The Douglas man had lunch with both congressmen, both of who are personal friends..  He also met Rep. Robert Crosser of Ohio, father of the railroad retirement act.

While in Ohio, Mr. Scott visited relatives.  A native of Amherst, Ohio, he was first employed on the Cleveland, Lorain and Wheelin railroad and later on the Lake Shore and Michigan Southern as a brakeman.

The brotherhood paper related that Mr. Scott later moved to Knoxville and worked as a switchman for the Southern between Ashvillle and Spartanburg Junction.

He also worked as a switchman for the Baltimore and Ohio at Washington and the Illinois Central in Memphis.  He went from there to Raton, N.M, working as a brakeman for the Santa Fe.   Next he was a Leadville, Colo., where he married Miss Catherine Roughan in 1902.

He came to Douglas in 1912 and was employed by the El Paso and Southwestern railroad for 32 years serving as a brakeman and freight and passenger conductor.   He was a state legislative representative for the brotherhood for many years.   

The picture below was the Depot in Douglas during the early days.  I found it on a Facebook page about Douglas history.

Saturday, August 12, 2017

94 Years Remembered in 94 Days-Post 36

I found this article from someone who posts about Douglas.  I thought it was quite interesting.   Our great grandparents moved to Arizona in1903.   Grandpa Roughan was a miner in Bisbee.   E.A. and Katherine Scott moved to Douglas in 1912.   Dot was born that November.   Arizona became a state on Feb. 14, 1912.   This advertisement is from 1913.   858 was built in 1915.   Teresa always told me that grandpa loved it as it was being built and wanted to buy it if it ever came on the market.   She told me that he bought it in 1918.   I found something on a paper written in my mom's handwriting that said it was purchased in 1919.

Anyway, I thought this was interesting information about the early days in Douglas when our family was there.  It was in Sunset Magazine.  

If you click on the article, it will show you the full article, not just the portion that shows here on the blog.


Friday, August 11, 2017

94 Years Remembered in 94 Days--Post 35

During the five years I spent in Douglas, the majority of it was great.   However, there was one person who did everything he could to make my life miserable.   I was stalked at every level of  my life.    He attended 5 o'clock Mass and where I was a  reader quite often.    Many times by 8 on that Saturday night, I had a very nasty email from  him taking something out of the reading and then saying awful stuff about me.   He continually wrote letters to the editor, letters to the board, letters to any business we worked with about me.  The emails I received from him were often and awful.  

The reason I am writing about this as it was not only upsetting to me, but it was upsetting to Teresa.   She often told me that she didn't know what to do to help me.   She said that all she could do was pray and that she did.    

When I knew I was going to have a particularly difficult meeting, she said the rosary the entire time I was gone.   The minute she heard my car drive up, she had a gin and tonic ready for me and a vodka tonic ready for her and she would sit and listen to me rant and rave about the meeting.    There was one night I said to her that I was packing my bags and we were getting the hell out of Douglas the next day.   Of course, I calmed down a little bit and stuck it out until the end of my contract.

My mom was on the City Council in Douglas for 12 years after she retired.   She was the vice mayor and her good friend, Liz Williams, was the mayor.   Together they were quite a team.

In the old newspaper articles that we found, I came across this letter to the editor dated November 4, 1994.   AND IT IS WRITTEN BY TERESA (although I suspect it may have been written by my mom and Teresa signed it)!   It just really tickled me after our many conversations when I was going through so much.

Page 4, The Daily Dispatch, Friday, November 4, 1994
St. Bernard's hospitality 

Dear Editor:

I recently attended a County wide St. Vincent De Paul special luncheon at St. Bernard's Parish in Pirtleville.   The scrumptiousness of the luncheon was way out done only by the warm welcome extended to all present.

I thank the parishioners for their hospitality, also at the event was our Mayor Elizabeth Ames.  I am pleased to report that she was so lovingly received by the parishioners, it was so touching to me to see so many happy faces delighted with Liz.   I happened to be seated at the same table with her and it was a great tribute to a great lady by so many people.  I just thought this was something I should comment about since she has recently been subjected to what appears to be inaccurate and misguided criticism by members of our community who, unfortunately do not realize how lucky Douglas is to have such a gracious and generous person as its mayor.

Teresa Scott 

This would have been at the same time my mom was serving on the City Council.    And this is so typical Teresa.   She writes a letter to the editor about an event that happened at church and says so many positive things and then ends it with something so positive about Liz, who truly is a wonderful human.

But once again, when I was going through the old articles, I burst out laughing here by myself when I read that she actually WROTE A LETTER TO THE EDITOR!!!

Thursday, August 10, 2017

94 Years Remembered in 94 Days-Post 34

Tom Scott was the manager of the football team at Loretto in 1932.

This is  a program from the Loretto High School in Douglas:

Banquet and Entertainment
Honoring Loretto Football Team
Auspices Douglas Council No. 1858
Knights of Columbus

Loretto School
Douglas, Arizona
Saturday, Dec. 17th, 1932
7 p.m.

First page inside has the menu.
Second  page has the program.

Here is the last page just in case it is hard to read:

The Sisters of Loretto invite you to make a tour of inspection of their beautiful school building.   The members of the Football Team will act as your guides.

Loretto Tigers Football Team 1932

Bill Mahoney, Capt.
Jim Childers, Acting Capt.
Joe Adair
Leonard Beecroft
Dennis Best
Lloyd Branum
Edward Donnelly
Joe Donohoe
Alfonso Durazo
Nano Flores
Vernon Taylor, Adv. Mgr.
Ira Herbert
Ed. Hernandeez
Lewis Jordan
Ivan Kelter
Lester McGregor
Adrain Saurez
George Tato
James Griffith
James Guthrie
Tom Scott, Mgr.
   Ed Adair, Asst. Mgr.      

I am going to try to scan all of these articles, etc. and then send copies to any of the family who would like them. 

Wednesday, August 9, 2017

94 Years Remembered in 94 Days-Post 33

This letter is a bit hard to read so I will write down what it says.   Ted Park sent it to me a few years ago and I couldn't find it so he sent it to me again.  It is a letter from Sidney P. Osborn, who was the Governor of Arizona and it is dated March 14, 1942.   I remember my mom would say (I don't think she liked him very much) that Sidney P's in the governor's chair, with the emphasis on P's).


To Whom it May Concern:

The bearer, Mrs. Edward Parks, accompanied by her sister and brother, Miss Teresa Scott and Mr. William Scott, are enroute  on a trip from Douglas, Arizona to Washington D.C., and return.  They come from an old and one of the finest Arizona families who are personal friends of mine whom I can heartily recommend.

Courtesies shown to them along the way will be greatly appreciated.


Sidney P. Osborn

I don't know the story behind this, but they were going to visit their brother, Tom Scott, in Washington.   I am sure they went by train.   I don't know if they needed a letter because of the war.  Maybe Ted can shed some light on this.

However, this is pretty amazing to have the governor say the things about our family that he did.

Tuesday, August 8, 2017

94 Years Remembered in 94 Days-Post 32

I am not going to write much today.   However, I am going to post some pictures of the cemetery and of the Gadsden Hotel.   Since that is where we all were last Saturday, hopefully they will keep the memories.   And for those of you who couldn't make it, you can see the beauty of the hotel and what the cemetery looks like.

The first picture is of the beautiful trees that are all over the cemetery.   The second is me standing by where my mom is buried.   Our grandfather and grandmother are on the plot adjoining Teresa's  It is actually right above the plot.   Our Uncle Johnny is also buried in that one.     My mom and our Mary are on either side of Teresa.   She is in the middle between them and our grandmother is in the same spot as Teresa in the other grave.

Next are the pictures of the lobby of the Gadsden Hotel.   The stained glass windows are by Tiffany.

Monday, August 7, 2017

94 Years Remembered in 94 Days-Post 31

Yesterday (August 6) would have been the 78th wedding anniversary of my Aunt Dot and Uncle Ed Park.    Teresa dearly loved her sister, Dot, as did I.  And we were all really fond of Ed, too.   He was a great guy.

This is her wedding picture.   My mom was the maid of honor and our Uncle Matt was the best man.   Miriam Williams was the flower girl.   She was the sister of my mom and Teresa's dear friend, Liz Williams.  Miriam died as a young child.  
When we were in Douglas, we found old newspaper articles and other memorabilia.   It is amazing.  I brought it home and want to use it for my blog and then get it to the different families.

Here is the article from the Douglas newspaper:

Miss Scott Is August Bride
Douglas Girl is Married to Edwin P. Park In Church Rites
Douglas, August 7. (Special to The Daily Citizen)--It was in the paper 78 years ago today.

Yesterday at high noon Miss Dorothea Kathleen Scott, daughter of Mr. and Mrs. E.A. Scott, became the bride of Edwin P. Park.  The marriage vows were exchanged in the Immaculate Conception church before altar hidden by banks of white blossoms and lighted by tall tapers.   In the background were great baskets of pink gladioli, palms and bowls of flowers.   Rev. F. B. Healy read the marriage vows.  He was assisted by the bride's brother and nephew, Billie Scott and Edward Scott, as servers.  

Mrs. James Mahoney presided at the organ the guests assembled, Miss Mary Semolich sang "Because" and Bach-Gounod's "Ave Maria."

Given By Father 
The bride, who was given in marriage by her father, chose her wedding gown white marquisette with lace insertions, made with long sleeves and a high neck, with the skirt falling in a slight train.  She wore a finger-tip tulle veil with Juliette cap and fastened with orange blossoms and carried a shower bouquet of white roses, white sweet peas and lilies of the valley.

Miss Scott chose her sister, Miss Margaret Scott, as her bridesmaid.  She wore  floor length frock of heaven blue chiffon with a shoulder length veil of the same shade.   Miriam Williams, small daughter of Mrs. Ralph Williams, served as flower girl and work a frock of pink organdy and carried a basket of pink rose petals.  The bride's mother wore blue print with matching accessories and a corsage of white gardenias.  Mrs. Park, mother of the groom, chose ashes of roses crepe with white accessories and a gardenia corsage.
Matthew Scott, of Phoenix, brother of the bride, attended the groom as best man.  Ushers were Tom Sanders, Frank Cummings, Stuart Krentz and Cornelius Reidy.

Luncheon Served 
Immediately following the ceremony, a luncheon was served at the Gasden hotel forthe bridal party and the immediate members of the families.   A wedding cake, surrounded by low pink flowers, formed the centerpiece for the luncheon table.   After the luncheon, the bride and groom left by motor for Los Angeles and San Francisco.   The bride chose for traveling an ensemble of navy blue sheer with matching accessories.  

Mrs. Park was graduated from the Loretto high school and has been a teller in the Bank of Douglas for several years.   Mr. Park, a graduate of the Douglas high school and the Arizona State Teachers' college at Flagstaff, is a member of the Douglas high school faculty.
(FYI-I wrote this just as it was printed in the newspaper article.)

Sunday, August 6, 2017

94 Years Remembered in 94 Days-Post 30

Yesterday we finally made it through the longest 34 days.   Teresa died July 2 and we had the final service and burial here in Douglas yesterday, August 5.

Many of our cousins either stayed or came back for this.  I was very touched by all of the family who was here.

There were many old family friends and many friends that I made in my five years living down here.    I so appreciate all of them.   They got to know Teresa because I took her to so many events during those years.    Several people told me a "Teresa" story and they were all about her kindness and her humanity.

I thought the Mass was beautiful.  Father Gilbert gave a wonderful sermon.  It was truly from  his heart because he dearly loved Teresa.   Dr. Ed Gomez, who was a board member during my time as superintendent, was a deacon.   Anna Parra's dad, Gabe Saspe, was also a deacon.   Anna was a parent when I was the principal of Gibert El and now teaches there.  She had told me at last week's service that her dad wanted to be a part of it.  He also did the graveside service.   Two of my very favorite young men, Patrick and Casey Hoyack, were the altar boys (men).  I had asked both of them to do this.   I love those two young men.  And a very special thank you to Marsha John for making sure everything went well.   We weren't going to have live music.  However, Marsha gifted us with music from Rudy Bernal.

I got to sit "by my mom" at the graveside service.  Cameron was with me and  he kept touching her gravestone.  I remember him doing this when Mary died in 2008.  

The reception at the Gadsden was wonderful.    We had cheese crisps and guacamole and some sandwiches and served beer and wine.   What a difference in price compared to the Sheraton!!!

Many people came to this and I was actually able to visit with some very dear friends.  I love so many of the people I worked with here.   

A very special group who came were four of my dear friends from the class of 1967.  They traveled from Tucson and Nogales to be there.   I was so touched.  Of course, they all  had wonderful memories of my mom, Teresa and Johnny.

Many of the family came back to 858 after the reception.   Douglas weather is so nice that we sat out in the backyard.   We ended up ordering tacos, beans and rice from one of the many great Mexican restaurants here.

Somehow,  I lost my voice, which could be a good thing for some people.   I don't feel badly but I can hardly talk. 

We will be heading home in just a bit and will be coming down often to clean out the house and get it ready to put on the market.    I can honestly say that this is going to be a very hard day for me.    I love this house and all of the memories, but it is just not feasible to keep it.

So now all we have left are the wonderful memories and they can never "be put on the market."     It is the end of an incredible era!!