I am deeply appreciative for the guidance, mentorship, and unwavering support I received from Betty during my practicum placement. She shared her experiences and knowledge with me and truly helped shape my career in ways I never fully understood until years later. The wisdom and kindness she imparted to me continue to influence my journey.

I will be forever grateful to Betty. This scholarship is a way to pay it forward and honor her legacy in the social work community and field of practice.

Hi Brad. I knew and worked with your grandmother for a number of years while I was an employee with Social Services.  My first memories was when she was the Director of Dales House. I also worked with her when she was Regional Director of Regina Region.  She was always child and family focused.  She was a very caring and considerate person always willing to help when needed. The last time I met her was in the parking lot at Normanview Shopping Centre. Religion was also very important to Betty.

Hi Brad. I knew and worked with your grandmother for a number of years while I was an employee with Social Services.  My first memories was when she was the Director of Dales House. I also worked with her when she was Regional Director of Regina Region.  She was always child and family focused.  She was a very caring and considerate person always willing to help when needed. The last time I met her was in the parking lot at Normanview Shopping Centre. Religion was also very important to Betty.

Please share your story about Betty so we can continue to preserve her legacy and values within the next generation of social workers.

I am so pleased to see the Elizabeth (Betty) Fraser Memorial scholarship come together. My mother, Betty, loved children and especially teens. She often said I always talk to teenagers because what you see is what you get. It was this authenticity, inherent in people of this age, that Betty appreciated. While others might say you can't trust kids she saw this differently. She believed their pain, loved their laughter and when she had a really tough day in any of her director roles she would get a cup of coffee and sit with the kids and visit with them. She shared with me that on more than one occasion a youth would ask her if she was aboriginal and she would reply no, she wasn't, but in the end they both found meaningful connection. She said it was these moments that grounded her in what was most important. On a couple of rare occasions, where there were extenuating circumstances, and with the permission of the department of social services she brought a teen home to stay with us.

She loved her work and believed that honesty and integrity were essential in any social worker's character. People who worked with her did not confuse her kindness for weakness. She could hold her own when advocating for a community home for teens who were rehoused in the community, with staff who were not quite meeting expectations and with kids who needed firm boundaries to feel safe. Her harshest word for someone was to call them a "turkey" and a coffee and cinnamon bun always made for a better day. There are so many other stories and I look forward to reading each one.....