George L. Scott of Stillwater, Oklahoma, died Tuesday, December 31, 2019. A beloved husband, father, and grandfather, George was a model of Christian integrity and cowboy virtue. The perfect blend of grit and grace, George “Poppa” Scott left a lasting legacy of gentleness, joy, and quiet faith. Everyone that knew him would testify to the humility, joy, and tenderness that characterized his life. A cowboy from childhood, his time on this earth was spent on, around, but mostly under horses. A farrier for more than half a century, George was a man’s man. After beginning his craft as a mere hobby and labor of love he went to Mineral Wells, Texas for formal training at the North Texas Farriers School in 1972. Although he later graduated (1977) from Oklahoma State University with a degree in industrial arts education and was a skilled craftsman across a wide spectrum, his love for horses made horseshoeing the primary occupation of his life. Three words best capture his essence: Christian, gentle, man.
George came to know Jesus Christ as his personal Savior in the early 1960s. His spiritual life blossomed in 1974 after moving to Stillwater and attending Bible Baptist Church. Serving there for more than 45 years under the capable ministries of pastors Sam Davison, Dave McCracken, and Wayne Hardy, George grew to display a mature faith that remained unflappable throughout every storm life hurled his way. George was not a part-time Christian. His private devotion was every bit as genuine and consistent as his public service. Those who knew him best spoke often of his prayers and spiritual leadership. George was also the embodiment of faithfulness. He was faithful to his church, faithful to his family, and most importantly, faithful to the Lord. George was friendly and personable; he never met a stranger and even if you’d only just met him, he made you feel like he’d known you forever. He used that special ability to build relationships to influence others for Christ. The Scriptures say, “…the tongue of the wise is health” and this was his specialty. He constantly offered encouragement to the hurting, exhortation to the weary, and kind instruction to the wayward. On the other hand, many will remember him as the consummate giver. Thoughtful and generous, he was always there in the hour of need. Whether it was organizing a special offering to help a missionary or secretly saving so he could surprise Charlotte with a special dress, George thought first of helping others. George was not a scholar; he was, however, wise. Gifted with common sense and a lifetime of experience, George offered practical counsel whenever it was needed. Decisive but never hasty, his church and family had confidence in the guidance of his steady hands.
George was gentle. To be so strong, he was astonishingly sensitive. He often joked about being a crybaby, but it took only a moment to see that his were not tears of weakness, they were tears of compassion and empathy. His daughters could testify that George’s hands were hard as steel when they had done wrong, but those steel hands always wore velvet gloves. It is difficult to think of anyone who reflected Jesus’ balance of kindness and firmness better than George. His kindness, however, never kept him from exercising his sense of humor. It wasn’t uncommon to see folks doubled over in laughter as he told stories or shared the latest joke. Just two days before he passed, he tricked his (youngest) son-in-law into striking the pose of a dog at a fire hydrant in front of the whole family. They all roared with laughter. George was a cuddler, too. Even when his girls were in high school, every morning they would either sit with him in his recliner or lay with him on the floor and watch the weather. Though his hands were scarred and weathered like an old saddle, they were filled with a tenderness that everyone could feel.
Finally, George was a man – a masculine man. Known far and wide for his bushy handlebar mustache, red tall-top boots proudly emblazoned with the “walking ‘A’ bar” brand, and colorful wild rags, George looked the part of an authentic cowboy. He could wield a 120-pound anvil as easily as a sack of potatoes and shoe horses all day in the scorching summer sun. His wrist and elbow joints ached from years of pounding abuse, yet his happy cheeks radiated joy with the copper glow of sunrise. Not just a top-notch hand with a horse, George was also a first-class campfire cook. Whether he was cooking beans for two thousand at Men’s Advance, or baking delicious pineapple upside down cakes in a Dutch oven for his family, George could do a lot with a little. In the end, George was a man everyone could love and respect – a true Christian gentleman.
He was preceded in death by his parents: George Alva & Lexie Mavelene Scott; three brothers: Jerry Lee, A.L., and Stanley Dale Scott; and middle daughter: Amy Lynn Jones. He is survived by: his beloved wife of forty-seven years, Charlotte Louise; daughter Lee Merrell of Weatherford, TX, and her husband Josh; son-in-law Landon Jones of Cordell, OK; Lexie Fleet of Owasso, OK, and her husband Andrew; sister Peggy Harris of Cushing, OK; and five grandchildren: Lily, Jorja, and Elijah Merrell of Weatherford, TX, as well as Cooper and Wyatt Jones of Cordell, OK.
In lieu of flowers, a memorial fund is being set up by Bible Baptist Church for Charlotte. Contributions can be given online at http://stillwaterbbc.org
or mailed to Bible Baptist Church, PO Box 1985, Stillwater, OK 74076 marked "Scott.”