Scott Jack Grant, age 73, of Logan, Iowa passed away Saturday, March 18, 2017 at his home in Logan, Iowa. Scott was born June 23, 1943 in Charles City, Iowa to Jack W. and Ruth V. (Arthur) Grant. Scott grew up in Lansing, Iowa. He attended the University of Upper Iowa where he earned his Bachelor’s Degree. Scott was a teacher in Monona, Iowa from 1966-1969, and in 1969 came to Logan where he was a teacher and a coach until 1999 when he retired. He was married to Linda Michels on August 6, 1966 in Oelwein, Iowa. Scott was a dedicated Iowa Hawkeye Fan and Nascar enthusiast. Scott dedicated much of his life to his teaching career. He had a passion for coaching and built life-long relationships with his students and athletes. His family was first and foremost in his life. Scott’s heart belonged to his children, grandchildren and entire family. Scott was a devoted husband to Linda for fifty years.
Scott was preceded in death by his parents Ruth and Jack, son-in-law Douglas Schaefer.
Scott is survived by his wife: Linda of Logan, Iowa; daughters: Michelle Stewart and husband Lavell of Houston, Texas; Tracy Schaefer and significant other Gary Gruis of Council Bluffs, Iowa; grandchildren: Samantha (Matt) Peckham, Zachary Schaefer, Gracie Gruis, Jaelynn Stewart, Dezarai Stewart; great-grandchild: Jace Peckham; sister: Beth (Don) Leaman; brother: Kevern (Deborah) Grant.
The family will greet friends from 9:00 a.m. until time of service Wednesday at St. Anne’s Catholic Church in Logan, Iowa.
The family would like to invite everyone to a time of lunch and fellowship at the Christian Church in Logan immediately following the service.
In Loving Memory Of
Scott Jack Grant
Funeral Memorial Mass
10:00 a.m. Wednesday, March 22, 2017
St. Anne’s Catholic Church
Celebrant Father Raphael Masabakwa
Song Leader Judy Dinkel
Selections “Come To Me” “I Can Only Imagine”
“Amazing Grace” “On Eagles Wings”
Readers Elly Steffan
Ushers Kevern Grant
Gift Bearers Grandchildren
A giant pine, magnificent and old
Stood staunch against the sky and all around
Shed beauty, grace and power.
Within its fold birds safely reared their young.
The velvet ground beneath was gentle,
and the cooling shade gave cheer to passers by.
Its towering arms a landmark stood, erect and unafraid,
As if to say, “Fear naught from life’s alarms”.
It fell one day.
Where it had dauntless stood was loneliness and void.
But men who passed paid tribute – and said,
“To know this life was good,
It left it’s mark on me. Its work stands fast”.
And so it lives. Such life no bonds can hold –
This giant pine, magnificent and old.