FAMILY OWNED AND OPERATED FUNERAL HOMES SINCE 1881
| Ronald Scott Geddes |
| August 30, 1966 - November 28, 2007 |
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Public Events and LocationsViewing - Saturday, December 1, 2007, 9:00 to 11:00 A.M. at Wetzel and Son, Willow GroveFuneral Service - Saturday, December 1, 2007, 11:00 A.M. at Wetzel and Son, Willow Grove Reception - Saturday, December 1, 2007, 12 noon at , |
ContactsFuneral Home - Wetzel and Son Funeral Home - 501 Easton Road, Willow Grove, PA 19090 - 215-659-0911 - Map |
| Clergy - St. David Church - 316 Easton Road, Willow Grove, PA 19090 - 215-657-0252 - Map |
| Family Florist - Kremp Florist - 220 Davisville Road, Willow Grove, PA 19090 - 215-657-6700 - Map |
R. Scott Geddes of Willow Grove, Pennsylvania died suddenly Wednesday, November 28, 2007 at Abington Memorial Hospital. He was 41 years old. Scott was born August 30, 1966 in Abington, Pennsylvania.
He is the beloved husband of Tanya Geddes. Father of Kadyn and his much anticipated second son Kasper. Son of Bonnie MacDonald and Ron Geddes. Grandson of Judy and the late Robert Herold, and Ginny and Frank Geddes. Brother of Jeff and Jason Geddes. He is also survived by his many aunts, uncles, cousins, nieces and nephews.
Scott was devoted to his son and shined when with him. He was excitedly awaiting his second son Kasper and looked forward to all of the things they could share together. He was a great friend to everyone, a genuine people person.
Scott was a carefree soul who often had his own unique timetable. He spent time traveling in California. He also enjoyed fishing, riding motorcycles (sportbikes), camping, going to the beach with his son and traveling in the family motor home. He was able to recognize all models of cars, even by shape when they were hidden under tarps at the backs of driveways. Periodically he would approach these hidden cars owner’s and ask if they were for sale. Scott was a consummate “trash picker” who was able to rescue and revive old things. His desire to help even led him to try to save injured animals when he came across them. He would bring the animals home for Kadyn to have as pets even though sometimes the animals were not “pet” material.
“Mom I found a motor home under I-95 and its MINT!”
“Babe, I’m on the Schuylkill. I’ll be home in an hour.”
“I’m whackin it out.”
“You’re the best.”
Scott learned a special perspective from his grandfather which he used frequently in his life : Every problem is an opportunity in disguise, an opportunity to learn something, a challenge not to be feared.
Scott attended St. David church in Willow Grove, PA.
Relatives and friends were invited to his viewing, Saturday, December 1, 2007 from 9:00 to 11:00 A.M. and his funeral service at 11:00 A.M. at the Wetzel and Son Funeral Home, 501 North Easton Road, Willow Grove, PA. 19090. Interment was held privately. Services were conducted by Msgr. Richard Bolger from St. David Church, 316 North Easton Road, Willow Grove, PA 19090.
In lieu of flowers donations in his memory may be made to “Geddes Children Education Fund,” c/o Wetzel and Son, 501 North Easton Road, Willow Grove, PA 19090.
Family flowers arranged by Kremp Florist 215-657-6700.
<== A eulogy for Scott Geddes, written and presented by his mother Bonnie at the funeral service: ==>
“We're gathered here today to celebrate the too short life of my son Scott.
And while I stand before you, bereft from his loss, my heart is full of
wonderful memories of the man he had grown to be.
From his very earliest days, Scott had a charm that was just shy of
bewitching, with a quick, genuine smile that told of secrets to be shared …
the kind of smile that reached his eyes. The twinkle in his eye only ever
faded; it never disappeared. My son Scott was my heart's sweetest
challenge.
Scott was the original party animal who worked as hard as he played. The
enthusiasm he brought to everything he did was contagious --- whether he was
doing a rip-out or catching fish with his son --- Scott threw his whole self
into everything he did. He could spot a "mint vehicle" at 50 yards --- in
the dark! And I'll bet he sold more re-conditioned air conditioners than
any retailer in the 5 county area. A most amazing trash-picker, Scott was
forever finding "gems" everywhere.
Everyone that knew Scott was aware that he had his own personal timekeeper
and running on "Scott time" could be frustrating at best. I know his hours
seemed like minutes to him, but for those of us on the waiting end, the wait
could seem interminable. When at last he'd show up, he'd jump right to
whatever needing doing, and finish before one could really complain. Since
he worked by the project and not the hour, he was quick and thorough … never
attempting to make a mystery out of anything he did, always willing to
share his knowledge with any of his crew that was willing to listen, learn,
and do it Scott's way. Scott was a "go for it" kind of guy!
Scott had learned his lessons from his grandfather, and like his Opa, was
openly available to solve everyone's problem. The two of them shared the
philosophy that every problem was an opportunity in disguise … a chance to
learn something new. He was never afraid of a work challenge, and I know
because I presented him with many.
He always knew he was representing me, and even on his worst day, he tried
to leave our client satisfied and happy. He took any criticism to heart and
strove to please.
Scott was a remarkable storyteller, and with his adventures, such as they
were, had little need for embellishment.
Scott and I shared a love of animals that kept us in creatures of all sorts.
Today it still does. He has cats, a rescue dog and fishes. He loved to
introduce creatures and adventures of all kinds to his son, Kadyn.
Scott was a genuinely special man. He was strong and he was gentle and
kind. He could be frivolous and playful, and completely serious a moment
later. He didn't trash people, and had a great deal of respect for the
underdog. He wasn't judgmental or cruel --- EVER! He was self-effacing and
generous to a fault.
The greatest change in Scott occurred when his son Kadyn was born: his love
for his son knew absolutely no bounds. He wanted fatherhood and he wanted
to be good at it more than he wanted anything else. With his wife, Tanya,
he was striving to build a future big enough to hold them all. He usually
worked six days a week to make his dreams happen, many of those days ending
well after everyone else had called it a day. Tanya, who wanted Scott to be
the best he could be, was the soul mate he needed to give him the gentle
boot in the butt to realize his potential.
This past Black Friday, he joined the early morning "Mom's line" outside of
Toys R Us to purchase his son's first swing-set, and spent Sunday erecting
it for Kadyn's first push!
Scott dreamed of his sons' athletic futures, looking forward to coaching his
sons in Pop Warner leagues, teaching them skateboarding and dirt-biking. He
thought of their first girls, first dates and first cars. He wanted to be
there for everything. It breaks my heart for all three of them that this
will never happen.
Scott was thrilled when he learned of their new baby boy, Kasper … a child
who will never know that light in his Daddy's eyes or the guidance of his
strong hands. Our family will try to keep Scott alive for the boys with
'Scott tales', and hopefully, you friends will help Tanya throughout the
future, not just today.
I know by your very presence that he touched each of you. I invite you to
share your favorite Scott story with us … thank you for letting me share
mine.”
www.wetzelandson.com
He is the beloved husband of Tanya Geddes. Father of Kadyn and his much anticipated second son Kasper. Son of Bonnie MacDonald and Ron Geddes. Grandson of Judy and the late Robert Herold, and Ginny and Frank Geddes. Brother of Jeff and Jason Geddes. He is also survived by his many aunts, uncles, cousins, nieces and nephews.
Scott was devoted to his son and shined when with him. He was excitedly awaiting his second son Kasper and looked forward to all of the things they could share together. He was a great friend to everyone, a genuine people person.
Scott was a carefree soul who often had his own unique timetable. He spent time traveling in California. He also enjoyed fishing, riding motorcycles (sportbikes), camping, going to the beach with his son and traveling in the family motor home. He was able to recognize all models of cars, even by shape when they were hidden under tarps at the backs of driveways. Periodically he would approach these hidden cars owner’s and ask if they were for sale. Scott was a consummate “trash picker” who was able to rescue and revive old things. His desire to help even led him to try to save injured animals when he came across them. He would bring the animals home for Kadyn to have as pets even though sometimes the animals were not “pet” material.
“Mom I found a motor home under I-95 and its MINT!”
“Babe, I’m on the Schuylkill. I’ll be home in an hour.”
“I’m whackin it out.”
“You’re the best.”
Scott learned a special perspective from his grandfather which he used frequently in his life : Every problem is an opportunity in disguise, an opportunity to learn something, a challenge not to be feared.
Scott attended St. David church in Willow Grove, PA.
Relatives and friends were invited to his viewing, Saturday, December 1, 2007 from 9:00 to 11:00 A.M. and his funeral service at 11:00 A.M. at the Wetzel and Son Funeral Home, 501 North Easton Road, Willow Grove, PA. 19090. Interment was held privately. Services were conducted by Msgr. Richard Bolger from St. David Church, 316 North Easton Road, Willow Grove, PA 19090.
In lieu of flowers donations in his memory may be made to “Geddes Children Education Fund,” c/o Wetzel and Son, 501 North Easton Road, Willow Grove, PA 19090.
Family flowers arranged by Kremp Florist 215-657-6700.
<== A eulogy for Scott Geddes, written and presented by his mother Bonnie at the funeral service: ==>
“We're gathered here today to celebrate the too short life of my son Scott.
And while I stand before you, bereft from his loss, my heart is full of
wonderful memories of the man he had grown to be.
From his very earliest days, Scott had a charm that was just shy of
bewitching, with a quick, genuine smile that told of secrets to be shared …
the kind of smile that reached his eyes. The twinkle in his eye only ever
faded; it never disappeared. My son Scott was my heart's sweetest
challenge.
Scott was the original party animal who worked as hard as he played. The
enthusiasm he brought to everything he did was contagious --- whether he was
doing a rip-out or catching fish with his son --- Scott threw his whole self
into everything he did. He could spot a "mint vehicle" at 50 yards --- in
the dark! And I'll bet he sold more re-conditioned air conditioners than
any retailer in the 5 county area. A most amazing trash-picker, Scott was
forever finding "gems" everywhere.
Everyone that knew Scott was aware that he had his own personal timekeeper
and running on "Scott time" could be frustrating at best. I know his hours
seemed like minutes to him, but for those of us on the waiting end, the wait
could seem interminable. When at last he'd show up, he'd jump right to
whatever needing doing, and finish before one could really complain. Since
he worked by the project and not the hour, he was quick and thorough … never
attempting to make a mystery out of anything he did, always willing to
share his knowledge with any of his crew that was willing to listen, learn,
and do it Scott's way. Scott was a "go for it" kind of guy!
Scott had learned his lessons from his grandfather, and like his Opa, was
openly available to solve everyone's problem. The two of them shared the
philosophy that every problem was an opportunity in disguise … a chance to
learn something new. He was never afraid of a work challenge, and I know
because I presented him with many.
He always knew he was representing me, and even on his worst day, he tried
to leave our client satisfied and happy. He took any criticism to heart and
strove to please.
Scott was a remarkable storyteller, and with his adventures, such as they
were, had little need for embellishment.
Scott and I shared a love of animals that kept us in creatures of all sorts.
Today it still does. He has cats, a rescue dog and fishes. He loved to
introduce creatures and adventures of all kinds to his son, Kadyn.
Scott was a genuinely special man. He was strong and he was gentle and
kind. He could be frivolous and playful, and completely serious a moment
later. He didn't trash people, and had a great deal of respect for the
underdog. He wasn't judgmental or cruel --- EVER! He was self-effacing and
generous to a fault.
The greatest change in Scott occurred when his son Kadyn was born: his love
for his son knew absolutely no bounds. He wanted fatherhood and he wanted
to be good at it more than he wanted anything else. With his wife, Tanya,
he was striving to build a future big enough to hold them all. He usually
worked six days a week to make his dreams happen, many of those days ending
well after everyone else had called it a day. Tanya, who wanted Scott to be
the best he could be, was the soul mate he needed to give him the gentle
boot in the butt to realize his potential.
This past Black Friday, he joined the early morning "Mom's line" outside of
Toys R Us to purchase his son's first swing-set, and spent Sunday erecting
it for Kadyn's first push!
Scott dreamed of his sons' athletic futures, looking forward to coaching his
sons in Pop Warner leagues, teaching them skateboarding and dirt-biking. He
thought of their first girls, first dates and first cars. He wanted to be
there for everything. It breaks my heart for all three of them that this
will never happen.
Scott was thrilled when he learned of their new baby boy, Kasper … a child
who will never know that light in his Daddy's eyes or the guidance of his
strong hands. Our family will try to keep Scott alive for the boys with
'Scott tales', and hopefully, you friends will help Tanya throughout the
future, not just today.
I know by your very presence that he touched each of you. I invite you to
share your favorite Scott story with us … thank you for letting me share
mine.”
www.wetzelandson.com
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