July 30, 1988 – May 1, 2013
Cherished and beloved son of Jim Stone and Judie Hosie. Big brother to Mac and Cam and a friend to many.
Scott was an athlete and adventurer. He grew up in Victoria and attended St. Mike’s and Oak Bay. Friends, family and sports were his passions. He excelled at soccer, rugby and lacrosse and played on many teams at all levels.
He surfed, fished, bungy jumped, sky dived, snow boarded and wake boarded; announcing his enjoyment with his loud, infectious and unique laugh.
Scott also lived in Australia and Africa where he became a safari field guide and pursued his fascination with animals.
Scott completed his life long dream of becoming a helicopter pilot.
Fly free Scotty.
You will be forever missed by family, friends and Bubba J.
A Lakeside Memorial service will be held at West Shawnigan Lake Provincial Park on Tuesday, May 7th at 2:00 p.m. You are welcome to share any memories or stories. Barbeque to follow at Camp Pringle. Please bring your own lawn chair for the service and the reception.
Missed and loved.
Condolences may be offered to the family below.
McCall Bros. Funeral Home
45 Responses
Dear Jude, (Jim, Cam and Mac)
It seems like only weeks ago you e-mailed me Jude … I just opened Jill’s e-mail to read about the loss of your son. My daughter, Alyson, was born the same year. I remember Scott once when we were at the lake visiting with Jill and Evan – an active and happy little boy full of life having much fun on the water. I am so very, very sad for your loss. Take much care, Deb
Jim, Judie and family,
I am so very sorry to hear of your loss and my thoughts are with you.
Bill & Loree McGowan
For Judie, Jim, Mac and Cam,
Scott is always on my mind, I miss him every day, I love him, I am so proud to be his Auntie Jane, and he will always be in our family’s hearts.
Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there; I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glints on snow,
I am the sun on ripened grain,
I am the gentle Autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning’s hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circling flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
I am the joy of a gut laugh from way down deep,
I am the stealth of a cheetah’s creep.
I am the soft embrace of a cozie hoodie,
I am the love of a headlock and noogie.
I am the power of a lion’s roar,
And I am the thrill of a perfectly timed goal.
I am the music of a piano played,
I am the spirit of a surfer’s wave.
For I am the gentle mist rising from Shawnigan Lake,
I am the sparkle in a trickster’s eye.
And I am the freedom and the forever of the widest sky.
Do not stand at my grave and cry.
I am not there; I did not die.
Mary Elizabeth Frye and Auntie Jane
Love you forever Scotty
Fly Free
Auntie Jane
Dear Judie, Jim, Mac, and Camille,
My connection with Scott was very important to me. I knew a kind, considerate, and charismatic boy: a gem.
It is difficult to accept that is no longer on this planet.
Fortunately, I firmly believe that this earth is not all there is – otherwise I would be very sad: in fact, I know that not only does Scott’s spirit remain in our midst (all of those who knew him, loved him), we will see him again; we will be with him sooner than we think.
Don’t be sad! He wouldn’t like to see us that way.
I think of him with the big smile (he often displayed) on my face.
See you soon, my dear.
Roxana and family
I am so sorry for your loss, my heart breaks for you all. I am thankful that I was able to meet Scotty, he was such a happy young man and I will not forget him.