Robert “Bob” Anthony Scott, M.D.

I worked with Dr.Scottvfor many years. He always had a smile on his face, never complained, full of positive energy which was contagious. He was such a patient man when it came to teaching me skills. He was a favorite! I am so grateful to have him as one of my mentors besides learning skills in Radiology I learned kindness, positivity and not to sweat the small stuff. You will be missed
Tammy Jewell

After receiving a lower than expected grade on a test in medical school, Bob noticed my dejection. Pulling me aside, he asked what the person was called who graduated last in their class. When I couldn’t answer, he said “doctor”. His kindness to me that day meant a lot to me.

We are all struggling to process the loss of Bob Scott, a loving and devoted son, husband, father, grandfather, brother uncle, cousin, and friend. Bob was also a dedicated doctor and the impact he had on so many lives could never be understated. For me, as Bob’s nephew, there really are no words that can adequately describe how much we all loved and adored our uncle. A true genius, Bob was a master of all things technical and logical. His boundless curiosity and tremendous sense of adventure we will so deeply miss. My fondest childhood memories were of the years Bob spent with us here in Boston while studying for his Masters at MIT. I can remember the summers he spent working at GTE Sylvania in nearby Needham. Uncle Bob supplied his nieces and nephews with countless reems of computer paper, weather balloons, and other assorted gadgets. My uncle was truly a man of science. I remember talking to him, as a kid, about computers. I remember him telling me that someday computers would dominate every aspect of our society. I can remember being awestruck at his knowledge and genius. I remember all the time my uncle devoted to us, the trips into Boston and Cambridge to see The Museum of Science, The New England Aquarium, Faneuil Hall, Harvard Square, you name it. I can still remember when the Boston subway system, known to us locals as the T, was extended to nearby Quincy and my Uncle Bob was the first in our family to ride it. He couldn’t wait to take his niece and nephews into town on this new stretch of subway for an afternoon of fun and adventure. My uncle mastered every facet of this city and surrounding area and he didn’t even live here. His knowledge and sense of direction were second to none. I will miss all things about my Uncle Bob, most notably his sense of cuisine as mine is quite similar. I used to tell him we are not picky eaters but rather “cuisinely challenged.” Marianne used to say she thought it was genetic, I think she is probably right. I will miss my uncle’s great sense of humor, his love of all things Disney and Notre Dame. More than anything, how I will just miss him, just calling him to catch up on everything going on in Cincinnati and Northern Kentucky like new additions at CVG, new menu items at Frisch’s, and the best chicken tenders at Guthrie’s on Mineola Pike. I could never begin to express how much my Uncle Bob meant to me, to all of us. To my beloved Aunt Marianne, to my dear cousins Megan, Brennan, Erin, and Emi, I am so deeply sorry for your loss. Bob Scott was an inherently good man, his life was a blessing to us all. On behalf of his nieces and nephews, and his loving sister, my mom, Mary Sue, our lives lived will never be the same without him. We take comfort in our beautiful memories and knowing we have one more guardian angel in Heaven. God Bless. All our love, Jim Ryan and the Ryan Family.

Any place you saw Bob, he was always smiling, always caring and always making it better. A wonderful man who will be missed by many.