A REMEMBERANCE AND A EULOGY
Dr. KENNETH M. SCOTT
1916-2014
By Dr. Ernest Chander
Dr. Scott left for his heavenly abode at 4.00 p.m. on September 15, 2014. He was surrounded by his three children, Ken, Charles and Betsy. Grand children had been coming to see him. Pushpa and I were very fortunate to reach there about 2.00 P.M. Dr. Molly Joshi (Retired Dietitian) and Dr. Joy Joshi (retired founder principal of the dental college: a South- North Indian couple of CMC, Ludhiana) were with us. They were in the USA visiting their friends and students. I had the privilege to pray for and thank God for Dr. Scottâs life, for giving him to his family, and to us, his extended family. I asked for Godâs peace in this time of our sorrow. He was in a coma when Joy and I bade farewell to him. However, when Pushpa and Molly said âgoodbyeâ he opened his eyes a little, looked at Molly and murmured a feeble goodbye response! We left him breathing his last in the company of his loving children. We went to spend some time with Dr. Andrew Forbat (formerly anesthesiologist in Vellore and Ludhiana) who is 89 years old and lives in the same assisted living place where Dr. and Mrs. Scott had moved.
Dr. Scott came from a family with a long tradition of missionary work and witness abroad. He wrote in his memoirs (AROUND THE WORLD IN EIGHTY YEARS, 1998), âAnn Bicksler: the nurse I fell in love with and married, 1942.â Ann stood by him throughout their long years of living and working together and facing many uncertainties of life. Once she told some of us, who were gathered in their home in Swannanoa, North Carolina, âIn all these years of our being together, he has never once raised his voice at me.â After her death he looked rather lonely, but was always cheerful and had the same old (or rather that of the younger daysâŠ) welcoming smile on his face. Pushpa and I had visited him about a month ago. He had become very weak after a fall, but his mind was clear till a few weeks before his death.
Before becoming a Christian missionary himself, he had served in the US army as a medical officer in the China-Burma-India Theater during World War II. After the army service, he entered surgical residency and served the US Veterans. Before going to Ludhiana, India, he served as a medical missionary in Korea. Though his sister and brother-in law were beheaded in communist China (December 8, 1934) , some Chinese Christians were able to hide their infant daughter and later smuggled her back to the USA. Dr. Scott himself was born in China to American Missionary parents.
Dr. Scott writes in his book, ââŠ.More and more Christian Koreans with professional and administrative expertise and growing responsibility were arriving on the scene. After all, our missionary goals were to do ourselves out of our jobs by raising the nationals to replace usâŠ.â The Christian Medical College, Ludhiana, India needed a committed missionary doctor to be the new director of the Institution. âThe answer came like a thunderbolt out of the blue sky, totally unexpected (both for him and the people in Ludhiana)âŠFirst came a cable from London, followed within a day from New Yorkâinviting me to come to India to be the director of the Christian Medical College and Hospital, LudhianaâŠ.my initial reaction was âwhy me LordââŠ.Just then I was reading about Moses at the burning bush⊠âThen the Lordâs anger burned against Mosesâ, and I didnât want that to happen to me. I knew I was not Moses, but the story squarely hit its target as far as what my response to Ludhianaâs invitation should be.â Dr. Scottâs memoirs narrate his own good and bad times there. Different people will have different memories of the Scotts. Some used to be annoyed saying that he used his partial loss of hearing to his advantage: agreed with what he liked and turned a deaf ear to what he did not! But I never heard anyone say that he was malicious, arrogant and unfair.
Here, I am summarizing my own memories and transections with him.
Ann and Ken Scott lived in Ludhiana for ten years (1964-1974). Their children recollect some happy memories of those days. Betsy, in fact, went back to Agra to major in Hindi before she became a nurse. He had not been there too long, when Christmas came. I was the president of the Student Christian Movement (It was later changed to S.C. Fellowship). Along with some staff members, Dr. Constable (British principle) had invited me to the Principalâs office to plan the program. I felt rather small and insignificant among the big wigs. Dr. Scott came and sat next to me. He conversed with me and made me feel at ease. I felt important. Next spring we planned a retreat. At the last minute we students found out that the driver who was to drive our van had fallen sick. No one had any idea what to do. I did not want to cancel the retreat. I told the students and our staff guides that I could go and ask Dr. Scott if he would help us. They were flabbergasted at my audacity. But I had been touched by Dr. Scottâs humility and the gentle side. I had no hesitation to approach him. He gladly agreed to do so and said, âJust sit behind me and make sure I donât veer to the right side as in America we drive on that side!â
Recent generations of CMC staff, students and alumni may not know much about him. During his time there the Ross hostel for men medical students, Mitchel hostel for technicians, hostels for nurses, the large hospital chapel and the private patients block were built. Nursing college was started and many departments were upgraded to the post-graduation level. He was well known and appreciated for playing the piano during the Sunday services in the nearby Calvary Church of Ludhiana. After his retirement in the USA, his alma mater the famous Davidson College of North Carolina, recognized him with an honorary Doctorate in Music.
Just as in Seoul Korea, He encouraged students to go for higher education and experience and return to be on the faculty and staff of CMC. He also looked for deserving Christians to join and stay in CMC. Drs. Joy and Molly Joshi are a great example of such people who have spent their lives at Ludhiana. He had postponed starting a department of psychiatry till a local/regional Christian psychiatrist was available. As the Lord would have it, I wanted to be a psychiatrist and, after completing MD (Post graduation) from the A.I.I.M.S. , New Delhi, I had the privilege to be the founder of the department. He granted me three yearsâ study leave to gain experience about the US mental health and administrative systems (Johns Hopkins). On my return to Ludhiana I was given the opportunity to be the first alumnus medical superintendent of the institution.
By the time Pushpa and I returned to Ludhiana in September 1976, the Scotts had retired and were settled in Swannanoa, North Carolina, a beautiful part of the Smokey Mountains of the East Coast. We visited them there before our return to India. Our small daughter, Renuka, and son were with us. Neeraj was playing with his little toy car on Dr. Scottâs piano. The car fell down into a crevice! Ken got up and brought a screw driver and opened the back of the piano. He reached in to get the car and gave it back to Neeraj. Both had broad smiles on their faces. In early 1983 we moved to settle in Connecticut. Pushpa had been an anesthesiologist in Ludhiana. In the USA she entered internal medicine residency (at the University of Connecticut), while I completed my Post-Doctoral Fellowship at Yale. In 1995 we moved to practice in North Carolina, little realizing that we will be just two hoursâ drive away from the Scotts. Sometimes Pushpa cooked a nice Indian meal and we took it to the Scott house, where many other former missionaries would also be gathered to refresh their taste for such delicacies. Pushpa worked for the Gaston County Health department before staring her own practice. She came across a familiar handwriting in some of the patientsâ notes. She was pleasantly surprised to see Dr. Scottâs signatures at the end of the notes. Both Ken and Ann had served the people of this region before going on full time retirement.
After he finished writing and publishing his own memoirs, he helped to edit my book (Trishul to Trinity: an Indo-American Christian psychiatristâs account of Heritage, History, Healing, Faith and Dharma: 1999). He gladly accepted to write the foreword also saying, âAs a North Indian Christian, you are amply suited to write such a book.â Dr. Silas Charles (Ludhianaâs first alumnus Indo-American physician to hold such a position) carried its copies to CMC. I have some more copies left over. I am interested in putting these in the hands of the outgoing CMC students so that they get a perspective of India from an Indian Christian alumnus authorâs point of view. I am waiting to get an acceptance reply from the present director Dr. Abraham Thomas. Dr. Scottâs children will be happy to include copies of his book also for free distribution to such mature students so that they may understand how West and East met in Ludhiana to proclaim to proclaim the News of the Gospel. When Dr. Scott was at Ludhiana, after some functions and plays in the college assembly hall, he witnessed to staff and students by giving them copies of the book which detailed his sister Elizabeth Alden Scott Stam and her husband John Cornelius Stamâs work, life and tragic death in China. He has written in his book, âGod has used Betty and Johnâs story to Sharpen and strengthen Christian commitment around the world to such a degree that its blessing has far exceeded its tragedyâ. Besides its excellent medical work, Ludhiana, also needs to uphold the Christian witness to keeps its previous generationsâ memory and efforts alive.
Charles Scott, Kenâs second son, called me to inform us of his passing away. Molly has already sent out the sad message of Dr. Scottâs death on Facebook and so many have already responded back. I am sure his memorial service will be a memorable occasion (Sept. 28, 2014 at 3.00 p.m.)
Ken is now a pillar in the eternal Kingdom of GOD.
Ernest R. Chander
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