Our loving, Vivacious Betty (Alias) Elizabeth Mary Collins
By Alan Scott, her brother
The thirties were hard times for the vast majority of people but on 7th March 1936 there was joy in a family in Bootle when a beautiful baby girl was born to the Scott family. The fifth child of what would be a six child family. The Scotts were a working family who struggled through and suffered in the depression but welcomed this little bundle of joy into their loving home. Her name was Elizabeth Mary – 'Betty'.
Betty was always a happy, mischievous little girl who was the apple of the eye of us all – including three Aunts next door who idolised her.
School In 1939 when she was just three years of age was thrown into confusion when Britain declared war on Germany. Betty and Jim stayed in Bootle with Mum and Dad, the rest of us were evacuated to Southport. After about six months of the 'phoney' war the family were reunited and we all returned to Bootle.
The family was nicely settled when the 'blitz' started. Bootle being the epicenter of Liverpool Dock System received more than its share of bombing as a result of which more than 85% of the housing in our little town was destroyed or damaged. Luckily the family had moved one and a half miles inland to new housing in 1930 and Betty and the rest of us escaped the worst of it. Never the less every night the dreadful sirens would sound and she would be bundled down to our 'Anderson' shelter – a tough little galvanised structure dug into the ground and covered with soil - until the all clear sounded and she was tucked back in bed.
As a result of the havoc caused by the bombing Betty, Joyce, Jack and I were evacuated to Halifax in Yorkshire were she lived with our hilarious Auntie Lil until the Luftwafe was no longer a danger and we returned home.
Every Sunday morning and evening she walked the three mile round trip with Auntie Elsie and the rest of us to the Olivet Mission Chapel which the family had attended for many years. It had missed serious damage though it was only a stones throw from the giant Gladstone Dock. The walk was always relieved by the antics of Betty playing tricks much to the frustration of Auntie Elsie who expected decorum on the Sabbath.
Having said this Betty was always very devoted to her Christian duties and her Saviour. A faith which served her all her life as you can all testify.
In 1947 she passed her 11+ exams (an entry scheme whereby c.9% of children moved to higher education) and continued her education at The Bootle Grammar School for Girls where she passed her 'O' and 'A' level certificates with ease .
She had decided years earlier that she would be a teacher, possibly prompted by her experience as a Sunday School teacher. She studied at the C.F. Mott Teacher Training College and qualified in 1955. She proved to be an excellent teacher.
Our brother, Jim, who had graduated from Cambridge University some time earlier had moved to Canada to take up a post as head master of a school in Newfoundland. He found a shortage of good teachers and as a result Betty and her friend joined him in the late 50's. It happened that a local mining company employed a geologist, a young English man called John Perry with whom Betty fell in love; it was a love match and our family immediately took him to our hearts when we met him soon afterwards.
John stayed with Beryl and I for the two weeks required by law and they were married at St Andrews, Maghull my local church.
They moved to the United States of America and tried to break the record for the number of States in which they lived – lots of them! Eventually settling in the Sunshine State. During their travels they had three beautiful babies, Jill, Carolyn and Lisa who have grown into the lovely ladies here today to celebrate the life of their lovely, loving caring Mom and to whom she was so devoted and to her six grand children of whom she was so proud.
John and Betty were such devoted parents giving their girls a loving home for them to develop into the people we know and love. Their church meant so much to them all, one in which the children could develop their faith. They took that faith with them and it appears to have grown stronger in time.
We have vivid memories of visiting the Everglades with Betty and John to see this almost primeval wilderness, visiting the Keys, seeing the sunset at Key West and much more, Betty and John always made us feel really at home on our visits as they did to all their visiting relatives and friends, they were wonderful hosts. They came back to England on numerous occasions to see us all. I have particularly fond memories of our two families visiting York with its magnificent cathedral, the Tower in London and so much more. Our family is so grateful to our lovely Auntie Betty, a very special aunt; and I and Sheila are blessed to have had her as our sister.
Our thoughts go out particularly to Loren at this time. Betty loved him dearly but their bond was all too short. We on this side of the pond have not had the opportunity to meet him yet. We look forward to doing so in the near future.
Good Night, Betty, the world is so much the poorer without you, we have the memory of your lovely smile and the happy times we all had with you and our wonderful children
As Christians we are comforted in the knowledge that "we shall all meet together bye and bye".
Elizabeth is survived by her loving husband, Loren Collins, her three daughters, Jill (husband, Bryan), Carolyn (husband, Paul) and Lisa (husband, Mike), and her seven wonderful grandchildren, Carolyn, Kristen, Shane, Jacob, Owen, Nicholas and Brendan. She showed us all what a loving, caring friend is and we will miss our Nana every day and think of her often with lots of love.
By Alan Scott, her brother
The thirties were hard times for the vast majority of people but on 7th March 1936 there was joy in a family in Bootle when a beautiful baby girl was born to the Scott family. The fifth child of what would be a six child family. The Scotts were a working family who struggled through and suffered in the depression but welcomed this little bundle of joy into their loving home. Her name was Elizabeth Mary – 'Betty'.
Betty was always a happy, mischievous little girl who was the apple of the eye of us all – including three Aunts next door who idolised her.
School In 1939 when she was just three years of age was thrown into confusion when Britain declared war on Germany. Betty and Jim stayed in Bootle with Mum and Dad, the rest of us were evacuated to Southport. After about six months of the 'phoney' war the family were reunited and we all returned to Bootle.
The family was nicely settled when the 'blitz' started. Bootle being the epicenter of Liverpool Dock System received more than its share of bombing as a result of which more than 85% of the housing in our little town was destroyed or damaged. Luckily the family had moved one and a half miles inland to new housing in 1930 and Betty and the rest of us escaped the worst of it. Never the less every night the dreadful sirens would sound and she would be bundled down to our 'Anderson' shelter – a tough little galvanised structure dug into the ground and covered with soil - until the all clear sounded and she was tucked back in bed.
As a result of the havoc caused by the bombing Betty, Joyce, Jack and I were evacuated to Halifax in Yorkshire were she lived with our hilarious Auntie Lil until the Luftwafe was no longer a danger and we returned home.
Every Sunday morning and evening she walked the three mile round trip with Auntie Elsie and the rest of us to the Olivet Mission Chapel which the family had attended for many years. It had missed serious damage though it was only a stones throw from the giant Gladstone Dock. The walk was always relieved by the antics of Betty playing tricks much to the frustration of Auntie Elsie who expected decorum on the Sabbath.
Having said this Betty was always very devoted to her Christian duties and her Saviour. A faith which served her all her life as you can all testify.
In 1947 she passed her 11+ exams (an entry scheme whereby c.9% of children moved to higher education) and continued her education at The Bootle Grammar School for Girls where she passed her 'O' and 'A' level certificates with ease .
She had decided years earlier that she would be a teacher, possibly prompted by her experience as a Sunday School teacher. She studied at the C.F. Mott Teacher Training College and qualified in 1955. She proved to be an excellent teacher.
Our brother, Jim, who had graduated from Cambridge University some time earlier had moved to Canada to take up a post as head master of a school in Newfoundland. He found a shortage of good teachers and as a result Betty and her friend joined him in the late 50's. It happened that a local mining company employed a geologist, a young English man called John Perry with whom Betty fell in love; it was a love match and our family immediately took him to our hearts when we met him soon afterwards.
John stayed with Beryl and I for the two weeks required by law and they were married at St Andrews, Maghull my local church.
They moved to the United States of America and tried to break the record for the number of States in which they lived – lots of them! Eventually settling in the Sunshine State. During their travels they had three beautiful babies, Jill, Carolyn and Lisa who have grown into the lovely ladies here today to celebrate the life of their lovely, loving caring Mom and to whom she was so devoted and to her six grand children of whom she was so proud.
John and Betty were such devoted parents giving their girls a loving home for them to develop into the people we know and love. Their church meant so much to them all, one in which the children could develop their faith. They took that faith with them and it appears to have grown stronger in time.
We have vivid memories of visiting the Everglades with Betty and John to see this almost primeval wilderness, visiting the Keys, seeing the sunset at Key West and much more, Betty and John always made us feel really at home on our visits as they did to all their visiting relatives and friends, they were wonderful hosts. They came back to England on numerous occasions to see us all. I have particularly fond memories of our two families visiting York with its magnificent cathedral, the Tower in London and so much more. Our family is so grateful to our lovely Auntie Betty, a very special aunt; and I and Sheila are blessed to have had her as our sister.
Our thoughts go out particularly to Loren at this time. Betty loved him dearly but their bond was all too short. We on this side of the pond have not had the opportunity to meet him yet. We look forward to doing so in the near future.
Good Night, Betty, the world is so much the poorer without you, we have the memory of your lovely smile and the happy times we all had with you and our wonderful children
As Christians we are comforted in the knowledge that "we shall all meet together bye and bye".
Elizabeth is survived by her loving husband, Loren Collins, her three daughters, Jill (husband, Bryan), Carolyn (husband, Paul) and Lisa (husband, Mike), and her seven wonderful grandchildren, Carolyn, Kristen, Shane, Jacob, Owen, Nicholas and Brendan. She showed us all what a loving, caring friend is and we will miss our Nana every day and think of her often with lots of love.
Our loving, Vivacious Betty (Alias) Elizabeth Mary Collins
By Alan Scott, her brother
The thirties were hard times for the vast majority of people but on 7th March 1936 there was joy in a family in Bootle when a beautiful baby girl was born to the Scott family. The fifth child of what would be a six child family. The Scotts were a working family who struggled through and suffered in the depression but welcomed this little bundle of joy into their loving home. Her name was Elizabeth Mary – 'Betty'.
Betty was always a happy, mischievous little girl who was the apple of the eye of us all – including three Aunts next door who idolised her.
School In 1939 when she was just three years of age was thrown into confusion when Britain declared war on Germany. Betty and Jim stayed in Bootle with Mum and Dad, the rest of us were evacuated to Southport. After about six months of the 'phoney' war the family were reunited and we all returned to Bootle.
The family was nicely settled when the 'blitz' started. Bootle being the epicenter of Liverpool Dock System received more than its share of bombing as a result of which more than 85% of the housing in our little town was destroyed or damaged. Luckily the family had moved one and a half miles inland to new housing in 1930 and Betty and the rest of us escaped the worst of it. Never the less every night the dreadful sirens would sound and she would be bundled down to our 'Anderson' shelter – a tough little galvanised structure dug into the ground and covered with soil - until the all clear sounded and she was tucked back in bed.
As a result of the havoc caused by the bombing Betty, Joyce, Jack and I were evacuated to Halifax in Yorkshire were she lived with our hilarious Auntie Lil until the Luftwafe was no longer a danger and we returned home.
Every Sunday morning and evening she walked the three mile round trip with Auntie Elsie and the rest of us to the Olivet Mission Chapel which the family had attended for many years. It had missed serious damage though it was only a stones throw from the giant Gladstone Dock. The walk was always relieved by the antics of Betty playing tricks much to the frustration of Auntie Elsie who expected decorum on the Sabbath.
Having said this Betty was always very devoted to her Christian duties and her Saviour. A faith which served her all her life as you can all testify.
In 1947 she passed her 11+ exams (an entry scheme whereby c.9% of children moved to higher education) and continued her education at The Bootle Grammar School for Girls where she passed her 'O' and 'A' level certificates with ease .
She had decided years earlier that she would be a teacher, possibly prompted by her experience as a Sunday School teacher. She studied at the C.F. Mott Teacher Training College and qualified in 1955. She proved to be an excellent teacher.
Our brother, Jim, who had graduated from Cambridge University some time earlier had moved to Canada to take up a post as head master of a school in Newfoundland. He found a shortage of good teachers and as a result Betty and her friend joined him in the late 50's. It happened that a local mining company employed a geologist, a young English man called John Perry with whom Betty fell in love; it was a love match and our family immediately took him to our hearts when we met him soon afterwards.
John stayed with Beryl and I for the two weeks required by law and they were married at St Andrews, Maghull my local church.
They moved to the United States of America and tried to break the record for the number of States in which they lived – lots of them! Eventually settling in the Sunshine State. During their travels they had three beautiful babies, Jill, Carolyn and Lisa who have grown into the lovely ladies here today to celebrate the life of their lovely, loving caring Mom and to whom she was so devoted and to her six grand children of whom she was so proud.
John and Betty were such devoted parents giving their girls a loving home for them to develop into the people we know and love. Their church meant so much to them all, one in which the children could develop their faith. They took that faith with them and it appears to have grown stronger in time.
We have vivid memories of visiting the Everglades with Betty and John to see this almost primeval wilderness, visiting the Keys, seeing the sunset at Key West and much more, Betty and John always made us feel really at home on our visits as they did to all their visiting relatives and friends, they were wonderful hosts. They came back to England on numerous occasions to see us all. I have particularly fond memories of our two families visiting York with its magnificent cathedral, the Tower in London and so much more. Our family is so grateful to our lovely Auntie Betty, a very special aunt; and I and Sheila are blessed to have had her as our sister.
Our thoughts go out particularly to Loren at this time. Betty loved him dearly but their bond was all too short. We on this side of the pond have not had the opportunity to meet him yet. We look forward to doing so in the near future.
Good Night, Betty, the world is so much the poorer without you, we have the memory of your lovely smile and the happy times we all had with you and our wonderful children
As Christians we are comforted in the knowledge that "we shall all meet together bye and bye".
Elizabeth is survived by her loving husband, Loren Collins, her three daughters, Jill (husband, Bryan), Carolyn (husband, Paul) and Lisa (husband, Mike), and her seven wonderful grandchildren, Carolyn, Kristen, Shane, Jacob, Owen, Nicholas and Brendan. She showed us all what a loving, caring friend is and we will miss our Nana every day and think of her often with lots of love.
By Alan Scott, her brother
The thirties were hard times for the vast majority of people but on 7th March 1936 there was joy in a family in Bootle when a beautiful baby girl was born to the Scott family. The fifth child of what would be a six child family. The Scotts were a working family who struggled through and suffered in the depression but welcomed this little bundle of joy into their loving home. Her name was Elizabeth Mary – 'Betty'.
Betty was always a happy, mischievous little girl who was the apple of the eye of us all – including three Aunts next door who idolised her.
School In 1939 when she was just three years of age was thrown into confusion when Britain declared war on Germany. Betty and Jim stayed in Bootle with Mum and Dad, the rest of us were evacuated to Southport. After about six months of the 'phoney' war the family were reunited and we all returned to Bootle.
The family was nicely settled when the 'blitz' started. Bootle being the epicenter of Liverpool Dock System received more than its share of bombing as a result of which more than 85% of the housing in our little town was destroyed or damaged. Luckily the family had moved one and a half miles inland to new housing in 1930 and Betty and the rest of us escaped the worst of it. Never the less every night the dreadful sirens would sound and she would be bundled down to our 'Anderson' shelter – a tough little galvanised structure dug into the ground and covered with soil - until the all clear sounded and she was tucked back in bed.
As a result of the havoc caused by the bombing Betty, Joyce, Jack and I were evacuated to Halifax in Yorkshire were she lived with our hilarious Auntie Lil until the Luftwafe was no longer a danger and we returned home.
Every Sunday morning and evening she walked the three mile round trip with Auntie Elsie and the rest of us to the Olivet Mission Chapel which the family had attended for many years. It had missed serious damage though it was only a stones throw from the giant Gladstone Dock. The walk was always relieved by the antics of Betty playing tricks much to the frustration of Auntie Elsie who expected decorum on the Sabbath.
Having said this Betty was always very devoted to her Christian duties and her Saviour. A faith which served her all her life as you can all testify.
In 1947 she passed her 11+ exams (an entry scheme whereby c.9% of children moved to higher education) and continued her education at The Bootle Grammar School for Girls where she passed her 'O' and 'A' level certificates with ease .
She had decided years earlier that she would be a teacher, possibly prompted by her experience as a Sunday School teacher. She studied at the C.F. Mott Teacher Training College and qualified in 1955. She proved to be an excellent teacher.
Our brother, Jim, who had graduated from Cambridge University some time earlier had moved to Canada to take up a post as head master of a school in Newfoundland. He found a shortage of good teachers and as a result Betty and her friend joined him in the late 50's. It happened that a local mining company employed a geologist, a young English man called John Perry with whom Betty fell in love; it was a love match and our family immediately took him to our hearts when we met him soon afterwards.
John stayed with Beryl and I for the two weeks required by law and they were married at St Andrews, Maghull my local church.
They moved to the United States of America and tried to break the record for the number of States in which they lived – lots of them! Eventually settling in the Sunshine State. During their travels they had three beautiful babies, Jill, Carolyn and Lisa who have grown into the lovely ladies here today to celebrate the life of their lovely, loving caring Mom and to whom she was so devoted and to her six grand children of whom she was so proud.
John and Betty were such devoted parents giving their girls a loving home for them to develop into the people we know and love. Their church meant so much to them all, one in which the children could develop their faith. They took that faith with them and it appears to have grown stronger in time.
We have vivid memories of visiting the Everglades with Betty and John to see this almost primeval wilderness, visiting the Keys, seeing the sunset at Key West and much more, Betty and John always made us feel really at home on our visits as they did to all their visiting relatives and friends, they were wonderful hosts. They came back to England on numerous occasions to see us all. I have particularly fond memories of our two families visiting York with its magnificent cathedral, the Tower in London and so much more. Our family is so grateful to our lovely Auntie Betty, a very special aunt; and I and Sheila are blessed to have had her as our sister.
Our thoughts go out particularly to Loren at this time. Betty loved him dearly but their bond was all too short. We on this side of the pond have not had the opportunity to meet him yet. We look forward to doing so in the near future.
Good Night, Betty, the world is so much the poorer without you, we have the memory of your lovely smile and the happy times we all had with you and our wonderful children
As Christians we are comforted in the knowledge that "we shall all meet together bye and bye".
Elizabeth is survived by her loving husband, Loren Collins, her three daughters, Jill (husband, Bryan), Carolyn (husband, Paul) and Lisa (husband, Mike), and her seven wonderful grandchildren, Carolyn, Kristen, Shane, Jacob, Owen, Nicholas and Brendan. She showed us all what a loving, caring friend is and we will miss our Nana every day and think of her often with lots of love.
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