With great sadness and everlasting love, we share the passing of Scott Crawford. Scott died in Mississauga on January 17, 2026, with family members at his side. He was 70.

Scott was a loving husband, father and friend. He is survived by his wife Carol Trott of 23 years; children Jackelyn (Alex), Natalie (Jesse) and Darren (Valerie) from his previous marriage (Linda); granddaughters Amelia and Nieve; and brothers Brad, Kevin (Janet) and Brian (Brenda), along with their children.

Those who were closest to Scott appreciated him for how attentive and generous he was, always available for a chat on the phone or to help with a favour. He was a great listener and found humour in every situation. Scott also had a strong sense of self and many interests that defined him.

Scott was born at St. Joseph’s Health Centre in Toronto to parents (predeceased) Grant and Wilma (maiden name Haswell) Crawford. Scott grew up in Orchard Heights in Mississauga, but his family history, which he was so passionate about documenting, is strongly rooted in Toronto. Scott could tell endless stories about his great grandparents and what their lives were like in Cabbagetown and The Beaches, dating as far back as the late 1800s.

His grandfather William G. Crawford was a championship rower, so it was only natural that Scott was an athlete himself. He played hockey starting when he was 6 and was a running back for his high school football team. He skied in college and was a fantastic slalom water skier. He stayed active into his later years, walking frequently (and so fast it was hard to keep up with him) and playing squash. He was also a die-hard sports fan and cheered on the Toronto Argos throughout the ’70s, attending games with season tickets. He loved the Leafs and Jays, and his favourite NFL teams were the New England Patriots and the Tampa Bay Buccaneers.

After graduating from the industrial engineering program at Toronto Metropolitan University in 1978 (then known as Ryerson Polytechnic Institute), Scott went on to pursue a 22-year career at De Havilland Aircraft of Canada, working in manufacturing engineering (“planning”), contracts, and negotiations throughout his time there. He got to travel all over the world, from Kenya to Italy, delivering aircraft to major airlines. His work even inspired him to get his private pilot’s license.

Always up for adventure, there was never a dull moment with Scott. He took his kids on trips to Florida, California and Montreal. Epic bike rides and summers cottaging in Muskoka were a staple. Growing up, Scott made many fond memories at his own cottage on Moon River, a former lodge known as Muskoka Rest, where his family and the four other families who co-owned it would spend action-packed summers. In more recent years, Carol and Scott went on several Caribbean cruises together and a long-distance train journey across Canada.

Scott was a lover of music. He was a big fan of Billy Joel and The Beatles (to call out a few) and could remember songs word-for-word. He could be found blasting records and dancing in the living room after dinner any night of the week. His kids can confidently say Scott influenced their (obviously great!) taste in music.

As extroverted as he was, Scott also enjoyed his quiet time to create and contemplate. He owned and operated his own painting and decorating business beginning in his fifties and had a lot of happy, repeat clients. He was an avid reader and enjoyed researching the history of the Titanic, JFK assassination, Ford Motor Company and so much more. He wrote poems and short stories that made us laugh. He published a book in 2022, Manhattan Mayhem, which was a huge source of pride for him and an important part of his identity.

We’ll miss Scott dearly for his caring nature, sense of humour (he’s the original author of dad jokes) and all the fun and originality he brought to our lives.


“Someday, we’ll all be gone
But lullabies go on and on
They never die
That’s how you
and I will be.”

– Billy Joel