Scott Gregory was born February 3, 1947 in Salt Lake City, Utah and passed away March 29, 2012 at the VA Hospital in Temple, Texas.
Scott proudly served his country in the United States Army, including service in Vietnam. After his military service, he worked, and retired from, the Nevada Test Site, after many years in the mining industry.
Scott loved raising horses, and trained them for rodeo events with his children and grandchildren. He was active with the rodeo in Pahrump, Nevada, one of his true passions.
Scott spent countless hours in his shop, building anything and everything for his grandchildren. He loved having his "handy-helpers", his grand-kids, around at all times. Scott lived everyday to the fullest, and cherished each of his family and friends.
Scott was fortunate to be surrounded by his family when the Lord called him home.
Interment services, with military honors were held on April 2 at the Central Texas State Veterans Cemetery at Killeen, Texas. In attendance were the Patriot Guard Riders and fifty American flags, blowing in the Texas wind.
The flag draped casket was moved from the hearse into the committal shelter by six men, decked out in white shirts, cowboy hats, denim pants and cowboy boots. All fit for a rodeo! The belts sported huge rodeo buckles.
After the casket was placed at rest in the shelter, the Patriot Guard Riders formed a line of American flags around the shelter, as a clergyman said the final prayers. One of Scott's daughters read the eulogy.
The United States Army Honor Guard rendered military honors. The bugler played taps, and the flag that draped the casket was folded into a tight triangle and presented to Scott's dearly beloved wife, Donna, on behalf of a grateful nation and the United States Army as a token of appreciation for his honorable and faithful service.
Scott Gregory, Vietnam Veteran, was then laid to rest on the sloping hillside, as the American flag flew at half-staff at the top of the hill in his honor.
Left to cherish his memory are his wife, four children, eight grandchildren, three siblings and a host of other dear family and friends.
When I must Leave You
When I must leave you
For a little while-
Please do not grieve
And shed wild tears
And hug your sorrow to you
Through the years,
But start out bravely
With a gallant smile;
And for my sake and
in my name live on
and do all things the same,
Feed not your loneliness
On empty days,
But fill each waking hour
In useful ways,
Reach out your hand
In comfort and in cheer
And I in turn will comfort you
And hold you near;
And never, never
Be afraid to die,
For I am waiting for you in the sky!
Helen Steiner Rice
With thanks to Crawford-Bowers Funeral Home for biographical information and photo.
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