Rita O. Scott

Died: Sun., Aug. 27, 2017


10:00 AM to 11:00 AM, Fri., Sep. 08, 2017
Location: Calvary Episcopal Church

Homegoing Celebration

11:00 AM Fri., Sep. 08, 2017
Location: Calvary Episcopal Church

Interment Following Funeral Service

Fri., Sep. 08, 2017
Location: National Harmony Memorial Park

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Rita O. Scott, 63, native Washingtonian and passionate educator and consultant, inspired hundreds of District of Columbia public school children with math and science games and competitions, success in regional Scripps Spelling Bee and cross cultural discovery gathered from her 12 years corporate business experience living in Tokyo, Japan.
Rita was the beloved daughter of the late Otis and Catherine Scott.
She is survived by sisters, Paula and Allison Scott; niece, Catherine Scott; nephews, Marcus and Jared Scott; aunts, Flossie Hudson, Louise Scott, Dora Scott, Ruby Scott, Myrtle L. Scott, Evelyn Higginbotham, Ella Burgess and Alberta Burgess; uncles, James Scott (Evoria), Harvey Burgess (Dessie) and George Burgess (Jean); many other relatives and friends through out the U.S.A. and the world.

Charitable donations may be made in Rita's memory to the following organization:

Calvary Episcopal Church, Saturday Breakfast for the Homeless program
820 - 6th Street N.E., Washington, DC 20002

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Nancy Baron
   Posted Thu September 07, 2017
To those who loved Rita,

I am sorry to miss Rita's memorial service. You will be in my heart and I will join you in spirit from my home in Cairo, Egypt to say goodbye.

Over the last days since I learned of Rita's passing, I have recalled memories of the times I shared with her in Tokyo back 28 years ago. Each memory has a smiling playful Rita on the top of Mt Fuji, on bicycles in a rural Japanese town, with my parents on the floor of a restaurant when my mother snuck her fork out of her purse, on mat after mat sleeping in ryokan while we explored the Japanese countryside, next to painted Geisha in Kyoto, in the front row when Nelson Mandela walked on stage and smiled at our row of foreigners, at dinner with the South African dancers from Serifina and on a ski slope in Hokkaido. I hold dear lovely images of Rita in kimono dancing from her first recital to her most advanced solo. I remember the passion and commitment Rita felt for her line of Japanese students who through her efforts advanced their English went on to higher education and returned home with professional capacities that are likely to have advanced Japan.

Rita, was my dear friend. She is forever remembered for the joy and laughter and adventures we shared.

“There are no goodbyes. Where ever you’ll be, you’ll be in my heart.” (Ghandi)