OBITUARY

Hugh SCULLIN

April 4, 1952February 5, 2019

Beloved Father, Brother and Grandfater,

Hugh J. Scullin passed away peacefully at home on February 5, 2019. He was 66 years old.

He was the loving father of Matthew (Cathy) and John Scullin. He was the cherished grandfather of Hailey and Matthew. Hugh was predeceased by his brother Patrick. He leaves behind brothers John, James and Daniel as well as numerous nieces and nephews.

Visitation from Casey McCallum Rice South Shore Funeral Home on Saturday February 9, 9am -11am.

In lieu of flowers we ask that you kindly consider a donation to the Steven Siller Tunnel to Towers Foundation in the memory of Hugh.

Thank You

Services

  • Visitation Saturday, February 9, 2019
  • Funeral Service Saturday, February 9, 2019
REMEMBERING

Hugh SCULLIN

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Katherine DuBrall (Scullin)

February 8, 2019

Crescent Ave was an entire universe back in the 60s, and my family seemed to be at it's center - the Scullins at 24 and the Farleys at 44. Everything I've turned out to be was grown on that block surrounded by those amazing people and even though we've been separated by miles and time, my love for all of them has never changed.

When I think of Hughy as a teenager -with cool friends who played cool music and played pool in the basement - I remember him as fairly tolerant of me and my friends. I remember the black-light paint on the ceiling in his attic room (which inspired me to later paint a smiling sun on my own wall) and the times Lauren Chadwick and I would play his Beatles records when he wasn't home (Blue Jay Way over and over) He was kind to me and loved me enough to forgive me when I accidentally caused the premature death of one of his parakeets (I still feel so bad about that) I'm a worrier the way he was who frets the way he did. He's a part of what I am.

True Story: A long time ago in the very late 1960s, my Uncle Hughy had said he would take us to the beach in Grandpa's white convertible. I remember it was raining which wasn't good and "Here Comes The Sun" started to play on the car radio. Hughy was in a great mood and he said not to worry because the song was magic and the rain would stop.

And this will sound crazy, but it did. The sun came out, the rain dried up and I came to believe in a kind of magic from music because of Hughy. I was just a kid and it was long ago but I still believe and every single time I hear George Harrison sing those words I think of Hughy Scullin. What a gift he left me - and he didn't even know.

I'm so sorry for your loss, Matthew and John. I'm sorry for the hurt and I wish I knew you better and that we all could have spent time together with your dad. I wish you peace and I hope you can find comfort in knowing he is loved and that for me he lives forever in a beautiful song.

Catherine Rodner

February 8, 2019

Hughy was part of a tight knit Grade School group of guys and girls. Jeanne, Donna, Eddie and Ralph were part of the clan and we thought we were pretty cool (not!) Hugh was very kind and thoughtful. So sad he is gone so soon. My sympathy to all his family, good to see there are so many members.
















Rick Thompson

February 8, 2019

Matt, I was shocked to hear about your dad's passing. At times like this there is very little that can be said to ease the pain of your loss. Of course time will help a little but it will always be there. As I'm sure you know, family is always important, but at times like this they are invaluable. My thoughts and prayers are with you, John and your kids.

Susan Scullin

February 7, 2019

The last time I saw my Uncle Hughy was in 2009 when my Grandma Farley died. I was crying during her funeral service at St. Peter's and all of the sudden I felt someones hand on my shoulder and I turned and it was Uncle Hughy. He didn't say anything but he looked at me with such love and compassion that it reminded me of the love I always felt as a child being at Grandma and Grandpa Scullins house on Crescent Ave and spending time with Uncle Hughy, Uncle Jimmy, Uncle Danny, Great Uncle Dan, Great Aunt Sally, Grandma and Grandpa and even faint memories of Uncle Pat. All of them, their house, the store, everything lives in me and I miss them all so much because they made me feel so happy and so loved. Matthew and John I'm truly sorry for your loss. I pray that your Dad rests in peace. He was always a good uncle to me. My thoughts are with you both... your cousin Susan Scullin