Scott’s Obituary Scott D. Marcott, 57, of Patchogue, NY on January 31st 2019. Scott is survived by his brother Craig Marcott and wife Peg, sister Suzanne Bannon and husband John, and brother Keith Marcott and wife Ann, & his nieces and nephews: Christopher, Erika, Kaitlynn, Peter & Rebecca. Scott his pre-deceased by his parents Rene & Rita Marcott.
Scott was a person with “special needs,” but even more so, he was a person with special gifts. His blue eyes, his smile, and the love he gave so easily touched virtually everyone he met. He accepted everyone and held no grudges.
He literally did not know how to hate. What a world we’d live in if we were all just a little more like Scott. We are planning to hold a celebration of life sometime in the coming months.
In the meantime, if anyone would like to remember Scott with a donation, we ask that you consider a donation to either Life’s WORC or the National Down Syndrome Society. A Beautiful Life A tribute to Scott On an ordinary day in the Month of March A special soul was born. He cautiously slipped into this bright world While doctors looked on with heavy hearts.
“He’ll struggle” they said, “Don’t expect too much” “Just love him for the time he has here”. On that day a family grieved the loss of what they imagined could have been. The first year passed by with trials and strife The baby grew despite the odds.
He faced every new day with determination and grace And emboldened the family to believe in his strength, And love him with all of their heart and soul. “I can do it” he said “watch me grow and believe, Just give me your hand”… so we did. The years passed by, his accomplishments grew His world got bigger each day.
From riding his bike, to swimming and sports He amazed us with each new skill. Touching the hearts of all who he met Extending his hand, his heart, his hugs “I can do it” he said “Watch me grow and believe. Just give me your hand”…so we did.
He grew into a man with a boyish charm Who was quick with his kisses and hugs. He continued to learn and to grow each year Loving music and movies and t.v. shows, Yardwork and parties and friends, The beach and blond girls and bowling and food, The list was quite endless or so it seemed. “I can do it” he said, “Watch me grow and believe.
Just give me your hand”… so we did. Years have gone by and those words still remain, Echoing somewhere far off in our minds… “He’ll struggle” they said “Don’t expect too much” “Just love him for the time he has here”. The struggles were real, the expectations were great But somehow he found a way To heal us to change us, to show us what love is As only he knew how to do.
“I can do it” he said “Watch me grow, and believe” We gave him our hearts… and he did. . The time is now here where his time here is done, We feel wonder and sorrow and love, For the boy who was born on that day long ago, Who would change us forever in so many ways.
Touching lives, touching hearts, giving love, sharing joy. His smile will be missed, his quick wit and his spark. He did it with Grace, he did not disappoint.
“I can do this part too” he said softly one day “I will miss you, but you must believe” So, with Thankfulness for the special gift that was him, We gave him our hearts… and he did.
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