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Hannah posted a condolence
Friday, March 26, 2021
When I was a kid, my sister would fall in love with a singer. The ones that stand out are the times she was obsessed by Janice Joplin (in the late 70s) and then later Stevie Nicks. She would immerse herself into these singers' lives, complete with fashion accessories, all bought at Courage My Love in Kensington Market. She would bring me along to shop with her, and I thought she was the coolest person in the world. I remember taking all her hand-me downs and putting my own spin on them. Her bell-bottoms became my punk rock pants. Her shirts became my shirts. Even then, she would wake me up in the middle of the night, to play Janice, or Stevie... and for about 6 months... Steve Martin... "Let's Get Small!" The only accessory she bought for that phase was an arrow through the head gag head gear, but looked endlessly for the "little kitty handcuffs... just the ones that go around the front paws." I eventually found them 10 years ago. I showed them to her. She sparkled and laughed... that was a really good day.
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Emmy planted a tree in memory of Sarah Scott
Wednesday, March 24, 2021
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Emmy posted a condolence
Wednesday, March 24, 2021
Let me tell you about Sarah Scott. If I say she was my best friend’s mom when I was a kid, you won’t understand. So let me tell you that my mom worked all the time. She was never home. I was basically raised by Sarah. Sarah was a force of nature. She was terrible, and wonderful. I received so many hard teachings from her. I worshiped at her feet. When I was 10, she insisted to take me to Mary Magdalene church, where she explained to me that god was a woman. She made me sit and listen to the entirety of Thunder, Perfect Mind on multiple occasions. She would wake us up at 5 am and make us watch Purple Rain, Sign of the Times, Phantom of the Paradise more than once. Later, as a young adult, I would run into her around Bloor and Bathurst area. She was homeless. She would snap into a moment of lucidity and call my name. She would ask me about her daughter. She would tell me how much she loved me. And then she would tell me my hair was made of snakes. I haven’t seen her in maybe 10 years. I have missed her for all of these years. I was devastated to hear she passed away yesterday. I hope she is with Mary Magdalene.
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Tuesday, March 23, 2021
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