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Malcolm MacIntyre Obituary

Malcolm Scott MacIntyre
Malcolm Scott MacIntyre, 93, of Redding, died at home Friday December 22, 2017 surrounded by his family.
Born in New York City, he was the son of Malcolm and Robina "Nina" Scott MacIntyre. He served as an officer on an attack transport ship in the U.S. Navy during WWII, was an officer in the U.S. Merchant Marine, was partner in a die casting company, managed a factory in Mexico, and then taught Social Studies at Andrew Warde High School in Fairfield for 20 years until his retirement. He received a BA from Hobart College, a BS from the U.S. Merchant Marine Academy and a MA from Columbia Teacher's College. He will always be known for his infectious love of learning, his sense of humor, and for all the wonderfully animated stories he loved to tell, leaving everyone he knew feeling special.
Survivors include his wife of 62 years: Anita, a daughter: Robina and her husband, Malcolm Marshall, and their son Malcolm "Callum"; a son, Scott MacIntyre and his wife Jeanne, and their daughter Callie.

Services will be held at 11:30 a.m. on Friday December 29, 2017 at the First Church of Christ Congregational in Redding Center, with the Rev. Dr. Dean C. Ahlberg, officiating. Interment will follow at 3:00 p.m. in Kensico Cemetery in Valhalla, NY. There will be a gathering in the Church Hall between the service and the interment. To offer online condolences please visit www.boutonfuneralhome.com.

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Published by Connecticut Post & Danbury News Times on Dec. 27, 2017.

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Tom Scott

January 16, 2018

Written Friday, December 29, 2017

At the turn of the century, there were two Scottish families that settled in White Plains, and Rye, New York. The two families were easily American, moving back and forth between America and what they simply called: the other side. In White Plains, Grandfather and Grandmother managed a home with their daughter and one boy (Malcolm) and the widow of their oldest son and her two boys (Ken and Norm). In nearby Rye, their second son had three boys (with his wife I suppose): Fred, Andrew and myself.

And from the beginning and through the years, I feel we have all been brothers.

Among much that can be said this day- and what can you cover of a successful life that ran just short of a century? -- I will limit myself to two significant parts.

I just wanted to note first, that Mac did his war service in the US Navy and the Merchant Marines, the much forgotten service that suffered the highest casualty rate and at the end of the war only the marines had lost more servicemen. And those sailors, like Mac, were all volunteers.

And Mac, you will forgive me for the informal name by which he was always known, he served as well at sea as he did in the other great service to which he devoted his life: education. In this day, with so many mercenary attacks on our educational system, I can hear Mac quoting the marvelous words of President John Adams who made public education the basis of the democracy he was creating. (You all have computers, go look it up.)

Among other things about Mac, we all remember him as a great story teller, a true raconteur. And, familiar with the color and flair of his life, I would love to have been a fly on the wall in one of his classes. I am sure he did not suffer fools gladly but I am also sure he suffered them kindly.

Not the least, an iconoclast, decrying all pomp and pretention. Master of his classroom, but in himself a man of humility and self-deprecation.

He came by learning naturally, through his heritage. After all, among the Scottish inventions was the first national public school system. And then there was the family he grew up in. The six cousins, all benefited from the typically erudite Scots family of that era. Table talk was frequently salted by quotations from great writers or the reciting of verse. The six of us cousins came to appreciate knowledge. Words were discussed, discovered and corrected. I can remember young Tom listening in quiet awe as four of us were bantering: you guys can talk.

And so, Mac, we have raised many a cup together, and so at last I can say: here's tae ye, whas like us? De'il the yin.

Paul dROB

January 9, 2018

A great teacher. I enjoyed his class my entire sophomore year at Andrew Warde H.S.

Jan Jurgielewicz

January 6, 2018

My deepest condolences to the Macintyre family for your loss. I remember Malcolm as a great educator with a heart warming approach to instructing his students. He, along with the Macintyre family will be remembered in my prayers. --
-Jan Jurgielewicz

January 6, 2018

My deepest condolences to the Macintyre family. Malcolm was a great teacher and will be remembered for his kind hearted approach while educating his students. He will be included in my prayers along with the Macintyre family.

Rick Slivka

January 6, 2018

In memory of my home room teacher. A great educator who had a genuine love of teaching and learning for his students. RIP Mr. Macintyre

Stuart Rosenberg

January 6, 2018

A great teacher and friend .He was my homeroom teacher who made high school much better

Martin Swist

January 3, 2018

Dear MacIntyre Family,
I am so sorry for your loss.
Mr. MacIntyre was a truly unique gentleman and educator. His love of learning was infectious. No one in Mr. MacIntyre's classes would come to class unprepared. No one wanted to disappoint him. His classes were always interesting challengesand fun. And who could forget Mr. MacIntyre in his elegant three-piece suits with handkerchiefs in his breast pockets and white, starched shirts? Mr. MacIntyre and his Rolls were two magnificent classics!

Norman Scott

December 31, 2017

It is with a deep sense of sadness and loss that I have learned of the death of my dear cousin Malcolm. He was the youngest of our group of six Scott family grandchildren and might reasonably have been expected to be the last to go. But I know that at the end he suffered such pain that he was glad to leave. In the words of that great Scottish writer Robert Louis Stevenson, Glad did I live and gladly die, and I lay me down with a will.

I have such fond memories of Malcolmof his warmth, his gentle manner, his kindly ways to all, He was an integral part of our family even though he didn't always live with us. I cherish an old snapshot of Grandmother and Granddad and us six little kids sitting among them om the front steps at the family house in White Plains, with Malcolm perched on his Grandmother's knee.

He was deeply loved by all and is deeply missed by all.

Love - - - Norman

Scott MacIntyre

December 31, 2017

When my father was born almost 94 years ago, he very nearly didn't make it out of the hospital.

Nina, his mother, my grandmother... was told by the nurses and doctors not to get too attached to him. He wasn't going to make it. But the fact is, the nurses in that cold New York City hospital during the winter of 1924 wouldn't even let my grandmother hold her dying baby.

So there was my father, a tiny new born, forced to suffer alone, dying in a cold New York hospital without the comfort of his loving mother or father.

But like all of my family to this day, his mother was tenacious, and she was determined that her baby was not going to die alone. Determined that wee Malcolm would know the warmth of his mother's touch, and that he would feel her love for him even if it were for only a moment.

So after much protesting, her wish was finally granted, and that heavenly moment came. My Father was given that one chance at life that a cold hospital couldn't give him. And that was love.

And wee Malcolm went on to become all the things we all knew him as during his long life. A lieutenant, a husband, a cousin, an uncle, a leader, a teacher, a Dad. And always a great friend.

I told my father during his final days on this Earth that he was a pillar in the lives of so many. A structural member of this family and circle of friends that could be counted on to always be there no matter what. That he was truly loved and would be missed by so many.

His good nature, his sense of humor, his genuine kindness, always encouraging to others. He had a big soft spot for animals and real empathy towards people in need. He was just such a great guy that could always be counted on to just be his big warm lovable self. His great big heart is the thing I will certainly miss the most and in this I know I'm not alone. He truly was one of a kind.

And so, as I try to find the words to say a proper goodbye to my father, I find it hard to believe that I'm actually writing this. That the flag draped coffin lying before us contains his remains. That I'll never again be able to learn something new from him, or to explore some idea about how something works with him. To hear one of his great stories from a past that only my Father could tell. To have one more laugh.

So it is with a terrible ache in my heart that I say goodbye to my loving Father, my Dad, my pillar.

And to everybody here today that came to pay your final respects to my Father, and to those he knew and loved that couldn't make it here...Thank you all so much! You really meant the world to him and he loved you all as much as any man has loved anything in this world. And this is especially true of my wonderful mother who he loved very much for more than 62 years of his life.

So Dad, as you embark on this one final mission, go in peace. Go home to God. Go and be with all those wonderful people who you've kept alive in this life through your thoughts and your great stories.

I, like everyone who knew you, will always love and respect you. And I know I will see you again some sunny day.

Your loving Son,
Scott

December 31, 2017

My sincere condolences go to the McIntyre Family in this time of loss. Malcolm was a special person and he contributed greatly to the success of the Fairfield Public Schools. He helped make our schools great. I thank Malcolm for his contribution.
Joseph S. Zapytowski

Eve Darcy

December 28, 2017

To the MacIntyre family: this uniquely talented man made my life in high school tolerable. His wit, commitment to instruction, and jovially intimidating presence in class left a lasting impression. I've never forgotten the redoubtable Mr. MacIntrye and I count myself lucky to have spent some of my otherwise misspent youth in his classroom. I send my sincere condolences.

December 28, 2017

Such a wonderful teacher and a truly kind man. He left a big impression on me in the late 70's and this picture brings back such fond memories of Mr. MacIntyre at Warde. My condolences to his family, May his memory be eternal.

Suzanne Bona

December 27, 2017

Such sad news -- Mr. MacIntyre was my homeroom teacher at Warde. A true gentleman, and especially kind and supportive. My deepest condolences to his family.

Paul Piorek

December 27, 2017

I am so very sorry to hear about the passing of Mr. MacIntyre. He was my Social Studies teacher at Andrew Warde High School in the early 1970s. I always admired him. He was distinguished, professional, and had a love of learning and of life. My deepest sympathies are extended to his family.

Sandra Biassey Mantz

December 27, 2017

He was a gifted teacher and made each one of us feel special. He had a great wit too. Thanks to him I continue to love Social Studies. He touch so many of our lives and we are blessed because of it, May he rest in peace and prayers and love are with you,

December 27, 2017

I had Mr. macintyre as a freshman at Warde in 1971-72. I will never forget him. His dry wit and scholarly nature impressed me greatly. You have my sympathy. best, David Hornby PS He was a great dresser.

Pat Pressel

December 27, 2017

I always admired this man. When he retired there was a void in the Social Studies department, He was a real gentleman and kind hearted to all.

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