Carolyn Scott

Carolyn Mary Scott was born in Omaha Nebraska on May 4, 1942 to Ray and Mary Anne Green and passed away July 7, 2024.

Carolyn was the youngest of three girls. She was born at home and the midwife bounced her in her arms and estimated her weight around 4 lbs. Carolyn was welcomed to the world in the middle of World War II, where rationing of many items, including milk, was prevalent. Mary Anne said Carolyn had an iron stomach as switching to different milk types never seemed to upset that tiny but mighty baby.

Her family moved to Fruita, Colorado when she was just a little over a year old and lived in the "shack" on Taber street. Carolyn had many good memories living in Fruita, including spending time with her best friend Flossy.

Coming from a family of all girls and having her hair curled every night and dresses pressed, one would expect Carolyn and her sisters to be little princesses. Not so...Carolyn loved catching bugs, snakes, playing hard ball, and exploring. This is jumping forward in time a bit, but one of my son's favorite memories of her was when we were playing ball. She was up to bat in her squatting stance and Robbie was pitching. As he looked at her, for the life of him, he couldn't figure out how to pitch that ball into such a tiny strike zone.

In 1952 the Greens moved to Grand Junction into a house that still stands on Cherry Street. Carolyn excelled in English classes and was blessed with artistic talents. She loved drawing and regretted not pursuing art further. In high school she served as an editor on the school paper. She developed a reputation for being so meticulous that the other students did NOT want her to edit their pieces.

Very early on, Carolyn developed a great work ethic. She was not afraid of hard work and secured a job at a young age. From that time on, she bought all of her own clothes and had a great knack for budgeting and saving. She was completely financially independent and even paid for her own wedding.

She was introduced to Robert Elroy Glasgow after high school and married him in December of 1961. Carolyn has a mischievous side and loves to joke. One day while playing cards with Bob, he was so frustrated because he could not win. He was wearing mirrored sunglasses so she took full advantage of the extra bits of information that she gathered from the reflection. He was so angry that she was cheating - ironic coming from Bob Glasgow.

Bob worked for Frontier Airlines and his job took them to Sante Fe, New Mexico where she had her son, Scott Alan Glasgow in April of 1964. In 1965 they moved back to Grand Junction and stayed for just over a year. Later, they moved to El Paso, Texas. Carolyn was fiercely loyal but she and Bob eventually divorced.

She moved to Boulder City to be near her parents because her mother needed Gallbladder surgery. While she was there, she met Alec Mackey. They married and shortly after moved to Albany, Oregon. Albany was beautiful and they had property with horses. She had a neighbor that she loved to ride horses with. This neighbor introduced her to the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints. Carolyn felt like it was important for Scott to be raised with such a good influence so he was baptized first and then Carolyn followed several months later. She embraced her new religion.

She and Alec did not agree on parenting, religion, and many other topics. Eventually their differences became too much and soon her marriage to Alec ended and Carolyn moved to Phoenix to live near her parents once more.

She worked hard to provide a loving home for her son and was single for over a decade. She was beautiful, organized, talented and always did her best. She worked in a variety of positions from banking, utilities, and business offices. Her organization skills served her well and she could type well over 120 words per minute. Carolyn's employers loved her but she did run into a little bit of office drama occasionally. She was beautiful and shy which would sometimes lead to office jealousy and rumors. She endured it well and would find opportunities to thrive, even if circumstances weren't always ideal.

She kept an immaculate house and made everything around her more beautiful. She completely spoiled Scott as a child, even going as far as ironing his shirts in the morning. She would yell, "hot shirt" and Scott would yawn and stretch and sit up quickly so he could put on a warm shirt.

After Scott went off to BYU and on his mission, Carolyn inserted herself more seriously back into dating. She was much more selective this time as she didn't want any more surprises as she had had in her previous marriages.

One weekend in 1985, she attended a singles conference in Phoenix and met her eternal companion, Allen Scott. On one of their dates, she made it clear to Allen that she knew they would get married but she still wanted him to propose. Allen was smitten with her and gladly obliged. They were married in December of 1985 in the Mesa, Arizona temple.

Soon they bought a home in Corona De Tucson. Carolyn now went from a mother of one to a mother of six in some sorts. Allen still had two daughters living at home, Jenny and Caryn, and Carolyn slipped right into the role of being their mother. Again, blending a family presented its challenges but Carolyn was not swayed away from embracing her new family and trying to raise them righteously, even if that meant conflict. She never backed down from a challenge. She was a little stubborn...

This is when I met her. I was dating Scott at the time. I remember sitting on the barstools in the kitchen and listening to the two of them talking. I was in awe that they were so open and spoke so comfortably. She made it so easy to talk about any subject. No topic was off limits. This was the beginning of our lifelong friendship.

Carolyn was not your typical mother-in-law. She was so interested in me personally and was always willing to help with anything we needed. When Scott and I moved back to Tucson for graduate school, our friendship took off. Carolyn always had some new fun project that she very enthusiastically shared with all around. We sewed, painted, and crafted together regularly. The family started 4 wheeling and she would make trips fun and comfortable. She and Allen together made an unstoppable team that created fun for the whole family.

Cherie (grand daughter) remembers using the bathroom at Grandma's house in Corona. She washed her hands and came out of the bathroom only to be called back in by Carolyn. She pointed at a pile of poo on the floor and accused Cherie of leaving a mess. Cherie was quite young and had already established herself as a germaphobe so was shocked that her grandma would ask her to pick up the pile of poo with her bare hands. Carolyn finally picked it up with her bare hands. Cherie was in horror until Carolyn couldn't keep a straight face anymore and revealed that the poo was fake. That fake poo was found in many more strategic places over time.

As Allen got closer to retirement, they decided to buy a summer get-away home in ShowLow Arizona. It was a small mobile home in a nice park. They fell in love with the mountains and eventually built a beautiful home there. Allen retired from IBM and picked up a job managing the networks at the local school so they sold their home Corona De Tucson and set up permanent residence in ShowLow. It was a nice change of pace and they were grateful to leave the hot summer days in Tucson. They designed a home they both dreamed of. Carolyn couldn't have been happier as she went about decorating her brand new home and working in their yard. In 2002 the Rodeo fire swept through the White Mountains and burnt their home to the ground. Nothing was left but ash. As they sifted through the ash and rubble, they would stumble on balls of metal and speculate on what appliance or motor that melted slab came from. What used to be forest was now a moonscape and no longer held the charm that originally attracted them to the area.

The new home search brought them to Cache Valley and bought a home in Wellsville, Utah. There, Carolyn's urge to farm came to the surface. Allen built her a greenhouse and they set up a coup for their new chickens. I had never seen chickens follow a person around like Carolyn's did. She was the pied piper and her chickens really earned their keep in the years when crickets were thriving and eating everyone's lawns. Carolyn and Allen's lawn was spared. Thank you chickens!

During their time in Wellsville, Carolyn and Allen decided they would like to serve a mission. They chose to be caretakers of a girls camp in Morgan, Utah. There they hosted hundreds of girls each summer. When the girls weren't there, family was welcome. We spent Christmas there in the lodge where there was plenty of room for a full train setup and wonderful meals to be had. Carolyn urged Allen to put together winter activities so he took some old chairs and mounted skis to the legs, providing a unique tubing experience for all!

During the summers in Wellsville, Carolyn arranged for us to participate in various parades (4th of July and Founder's Day) pulling handcarts that Allen had built. Grandchildren loved being in the parade and actually throwing the candy to the onlookers.

In time, the winters became cold and long in Wellsville so they bought a winter home in Hurricane, Utah. They loved the warmth of southern Utah and decided to set up permanent residence in St. George, returning to the desert heat.

Carolyn again went to work beautifying their new home in St. George. She had a secret garden and a luxury chicken coop. She also rescued a stray cat that provided her with kittens. She officially became the cat lady. Her cats would come when she called and loved the attention (and food) that she provided them with. She had Allen build a table with a cat home base where the cats could retreat in the cold winter.

A very big part of her time in St. George was working in the Family History Center. While she has worked on family history over the years, she spent a significant amount of time in St. George helping others find their ancestors. She truly had the spirit of Elijah and wanted to share it with all who would let her. I am confident she had a stadium's worth of people greeting her on the other side to thank her for finding them!

Despite her various interests, she was always available to spend time with or care for her family members. Scott and I took a trip and left our youngest, Nicole, with Carolyn for a week. Nicole has very fond memories of Carolyn lining up playdates with the neighbor children her age, taking her on excursions, but best of all, the big bowl of ice cream every night. She loved sitting and talking with her grandma. They would laugh and play games. Carolyn makes everything better!

Carolyn began to really struggle to find words after a while. She tried everything she could think of to keep her brain sharp but after wandering off to find her lost kitty and then not knowing how to get back home, it was clear that it was time for some additional help. Phil and Valerie took on the monumental effort of moving Carolyn and Allen to their home here in Snowflake. In hindsight, it was the perfect time for them to relocate and have the daily support that Phil and Valerie have provided for them.

Carolyn is the best friend that I could have ever hoped for. We laughed, cried, played, and cheered each other's successes. She helped me become a better person. We only ever had one disagreement and that was enough! Life wasn't complete without her. She makes everything better. I look forward to the day that we can be together again in our perfect bodies. I love her dearly. She is, no doubt, anxiously engaged in good works on the other side of the veil. I thank my Heavenly Father for the privilege of spending the almost four decades together.

I love you Carolyn! Come nudge me every once in a while...