Private Leslie Bryan Scott, 6th. Marines, 2nd Div.

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Leslie Bryan Scott was born on July 21, 1897 in League City, Texas. He was the first male child born to a city that was itself in its infancy, the only man to enlist in the Marines, and the only man to die in battle from League City (two other soldiers from League City died during the war, but neither death was combat related). His father, James S. Scott, was a Judge in this small city and was married to a fine lady by the name of Pearl. The couple had a total of three children; Leslie was the elder brother of Earl (who served in the Army during WW I), and his sister Norma Rhea. From oral accounts of the town’s people, Leslie was an obedient and respectful son, and was a friend to all in the town.

 

 

 

 

Private Scott enlisted on April 7, 1917, and traveled to various training camps in New Orleans, Louisiana Quantico, and Norfolk Virginia. He departed the US to the battlefields of France in February of 1918. On July 10, Scott was wounded and sent to hospital where he was treated and released back into the line. During this time of intense fighting, Private Scott was once again wounded in action, this time he would not recover. On September 13, 1918, Scott was hit by shrapnel, tearing away most of his shoulder. He lay wounded and dying in the hospital for two days – passing into immortality on September 15, 1918, Private Scott was buried temporarily under French soil. Following the end of the Great War, arrangements were made to have the body exhumed and returned to the States for a hometown burial. On the 5th of June 1921, the remains of the fallen hero left New York for League City upon arrival from overseas. The telegram below was sent to his mother notifying her of the homecoming.

 

 

 

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On the rainy afternoon of June 10, 1921, one of the largest crowds ever seen in League City assembled at St. Mary’s Catholic Church. The church, built in 1910, was overflowing with people, and many had to stand outside in the rain during the service. The mood inside was a mixture of sadness, patriotism, and admiration, and pride. US flags, fern, and flowers covered every bare area of wall and table space inside. The casket containing the remains of our hero lay in state in a prominent place near the pulpit, behind which, was a picture of the deceased and his decorations awarded for bravery. Around the base of the fallen, flowers of every size, variety, and color appeared to actually support the dead hero. On one of the church walls, the service flag of our city displayed the valor of those serving in the form of three gold and 47 blue stars.

 

 

 

 

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The church is a historical landmark today, and therefore is locked except for special occasions.

 

 

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The first photo was taken through the front glass windows, so I apologize for the poor quality. The area in these photos, show the same area from period photos where Scott lay during the ceremony.

 

 

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After the services were concluded, a contingent of four Marines called upon from Houston, just 25 miles away, carried the body down the church steps and placed their brother in arms upon a horse-drawn caisson. The final resting-place for Scott was to be Fairview Cemetery, only about 8 blocks away and poised overlooking Clear Creek. The honor guard and the citizens accompanied Scott in the procession on his last journey. Except for the modern trashcan, the missing iron gates, and the occasional addition to the number of deceased, this small cemetery has not changed much at all since it was established in 1900. Although not a State or National cemetery, approximately 30% of the graves there hold the remains of veterans from both sides of the Civil War, Spanish American War, WW I, WW II, Korea, and Vietnam. The remains of Leslie B. Scott passed through these very gate obelisks seen in the picture below for the conclusion of his long journey.

 

 

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Very appropriately, Pvt. Leslie B. Scott’s body rests in the center of the cemetery, the heart of the grounds one might say.

 

Finally, here is the grave of our sole Marine to serve in WW I, modest and somewhat inconspicuous lies the hero.

 

 

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The day of my visit to the cemetery was very much like the day of the burial long ago, intermittent downpours followed by drizzle. This fact struck me as I stood under the rain at the foot of the grave, and remembering the details of my research and study on Scott – coincidence I guess. My mind wandered back to the day of his burial and I imagined that I was there, visualizing the sad expressions and the atmosphere of that day. Imagining that long-past day was not difficult with the thunder and rain painting the backdrop in my mind’s eye. Strangely, I have passed Scott’s grave many times on strolls through this peaceful area in the evenings where I like to collect my thoughts. This time, knowing all of the intimate details of his death, standing at his feet was very moving and I felt as though I knew him. I stood there thinking of his poor Mother, grief no doubt still fresh for her son, now grieving all over again for him and her husband. Yes, sadly, Judge Scott died in 1921, two months before his son’s body returned home. He is however, buried next to Leslie, and wife Pearl who passed in 1949.

 

 

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In keeping with old traditions during my visit, I placed a river pebble from my yard on top of the marble headstone to mark my visit next to a penny left by another - days, weeks, or months ago. I left a little something else as well – a ribbon bar to the Purple Heart Medal. I hope that it will remind others who visit Leslie that he paid the ultimate price for the freedom that we unfortunately take advantage of too often today, even in a time of war. Stone and ribbon being in place, I said farewell, touched the face of the marble, and walked away as the rainfall increased.

 

Leaving the cemetery…I could not help thinking about future burials of heroes here from the wars of today, and those yet to come.

 

 

 

Rest in peace Private Leslie Byran Scott.

[Dirk]

A great thread! Thanks for sharing it.

[jeremiahcable]

Excellent thread Steven. Thanks for taking the time to learn about Pvt Scott and to share his story with us.

 

Jeremiah

[bobgee]

Great post. Thank you for the fine job you've done in memorializing Pvt. Scott.

Semper Fi................Bobgee

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I thought it appropriate to revive this thread to serve as a Memorial Day remembrance of my town's hero...I hope you all don't mind seeing it again. I think of him every time I drive past the church.

[teufelhunde.ret]

Steven, thank you for sharing with us this history of a hometown hero. A wonderful tribute!

[Rustykamel]

This is a wonderful thread! Thank you for sharing your photos, research, and your thoughts on this brave Marine.

 

Jim

[Jim Baker]

Excellent.

 

Thank you Private Scott.

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Just so he is not forgotten...

[80thdiv313fa]

Very nice! Thank you for sharing.

[101combatvet]

Very nicely done.

 

Can you explain the significance of the stone and the penny..... I have never heard of those traditions.... only the bottle.

 

In keeping with old traditions during my visit, I placed a river pebble from my yard on top of the marble headstone to mark my visit next to a penny left by another - days, weeks, or months ago. I left a little something else as well – a ribbon bar to the Purple Heart Medal. I hope that it will remind others who visit Leslie that he paid the ultimate price for the freedom that we unfortunately take advantage of too often today, even in a time of war. Stone and ribbon being in place, I said farewell, touched the face of the marble, and walked away as the rainfall increased.

 

Leaving the cemetery…I could not help thinking about future burials of heroes here from the wars of today, and those yet to come.

 

 

 

Rest in peace Private Leslie Byran Scott.

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Very nicely done.

 

Can you explain the significance of the stone and the penny..... I have never heard of those traditions.... only the bottle.

 

Hi, thank you. As far as I know, the tradition of leaving the stone has its origins in the Jewish culture. It was intended to symbolize that the deceased was not forgotten and was visited by a living person. There is a deeper spiritual meaning in the Jewish religion as well...

 

As far as the penny, I am not sure, I am thinking that the visitor did this on the spur of the moment, so they used what they had in their pocket. I brought the stone with me as I thought it would look better than using a piece of crushed gravel on the road.

[Bugme]

The tradition of the river stone goes all the way back to shortly after the Hebrew Exodus out of Egypt. After 40 years of wondering the wilderness, the Jews came to the promised land(Canaan) The only thing between them and the promise was the river Jordan. Joshua(The leader of the Jews after Moses died) commanded the priests to carry the Ark of the Covenant into the river. When they did, the river stopped flowing and became as a wall of water(similar to the Red Sea experience 40 years earlier). At that point the people of Israel walked across as on dry land. Joshua then commanded that one man from each of the 12 tribes of Israel pick up a stone and to pile them on the bank of the river as a reminder to future generations of where the promise occurred.

 

Many have taken that story and made a tradition out of picking up a river stone and placing it on the headstone as a symbol of the cross over from this world into the the promised land of heaven.

 

By the way Steve, that is still a very neat idea.

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The tradition of the river stone goes all the way back to shortly after the Hebrew Exodus out of Egypt. After 40 years of wondering the wilderness, the Jews came to the promised land(Canaan) The only thing between them and the promise was the river Jordan. Joshua(The leader of the Jews after Moses died) commanded the priests to carry the Ark of the Covenant into the river. When they did, the river stopped flowing and became as a wall of water(similar to the Red Sea experience 40 years earlier). At that point the people of Israel walked across as on dry land. Joshua then commanded that one man from each of the 12 tribes of Israel pick up a stone and to pile them on the bank of the river as a reminder to future generations of where the promise occurred.

 

Many have taken that story and made a tradition out of picking up a river stone and placing it on the headstone as a symbol of the cross over from this world into the the promised land of heaven.

 

By the way Steve, that is still a very neat idea.

 

There is that "deeper spiritual meaning" I was talking about. Thanks for the excellent explanation Scott.

[teufelhunde.ret]

And leaving a coin on a departed family members headstone was a wish for a safe journey to heaven and eternal peace. s/f Darrell

[101combatvet]

Thanks, I now remember that in the movie Schindler's List the many survivor's did place a stone on Oskar Schindler's gravestone.