MR. KENNETH SCOTT

I have so many fond memories of our cousin Ken, where to begin. Always making me laugh when we came to visit in boxtown and he’d be there. From the fish fries at family reunions and his finally getting me to have a drink with him. He went and brought me a bottle of moscato after Steins home going. We sat and talked a long time with Tutu before she passed. Always said i was the smart one. So debonaire in his younger days trying to get away from my dads (Uncle Tommie) lectures to all the nephews about fast women, cars and drinking lol. I will miss his hugs he always gave me and his smile he would give me when he saw me. Love and miss you Ken Rest in heavenly peace with Gordon, Aunt Shelby, Anthony and your son.

My name is Tamiko Scott and I am the oldest daughter of the late Kenneth Scott. My mother Rwanda Fisher was married to Kenneth Scott in 1973. When I was younger, while my mother attended Dental School, my father was the one who took care of me. I can remember all the times we spent together. I remember how funny he was always and how I could never be put of his eye sight. Where ever he went I was with him.. Visits to Madea (grandmother), Uncle Gordon and his wife who I adored and June bug. I was daddy's little girl. I remember all of them just pouring love into my heart. Once they divorced, it was hard for me to understand why I could only see him every few days of every other weekends and not everyday as before. Their divorce affected me a great deal. He would call my mom to ask if she would take me over to Madea house so he could spend time with me and when she did it was not for very long and I would beg to stay with him. As a child all I wanted was my daddy. When my mother moved to Delaware with me, it hurt him alot. After that I would only see him on the trips we made back to Detroit for visits. Which were not many. He was an amazing dad and growing up without him made a negative impact on my life. I believe if I could have been able to reconnect with him more frequently or be allowed to visit with him more my life journey as a teen and young adult would have been very different. I wouldn't have gone through half the turmoil I did. Now he is gone and I regret not coming to see him often when I was able to make my own decisions and choices. I have so many regrets about that. Now, I will never be able to capture those moments we could have seen each other and the loss of him wouldn't not have my heart filled with so much agony right now. Daddy please forgive me and I pray you knew how much I loved you and how much I still love you. You are missed and truly loved by your children, family and friends. Rest in Heavenly Peace and give mom a huge hug for me and tell her I love and miss her so much. She taught alot of things but never how to live without her. My heart will be forever filled with love and sorrow for not coming to see you sooner. God knows my heart's desire was not to be able to come home and not being able to talk to you but to lay you to rest. I love you, I always have and always will be daddy's little girl. 😢💔🙏😘🤝

I love you daddy!! Thank you forALWAYS expressing your love and always saying it. You also loved on your grandkids in a special way. I will miss our rides listening to music, going to basketball and baseball games, you cracking g jokes on EVERYBODY!! My memories run deep from being a little child knowing how much you meant to me. This feels so unreal. I keep playing videos and voicemails to hear your voice. As you sang to me “thank you for letting me be myself again”!! We didn’t lose you! We gained!! Watch over us. Fly high daddy!!!