Scott

Nathan's best friend in the whole world died tragically Wednesday, April 6, durning the early morning. He was hit by a car traveling on I45 South bound as he walked. We found out on Friday that the victim was Scott. He had been missing since Tuesday. The particulars are unknown. We all loved Scott. He called me Mom. He loved Nathan. Nathan is feeling a pain right now that we all hope never to feel.

Jacob came down in support of Nathan. Friday evening Nathan came over with Roxanne, Trey, and Jessica in tow. They all came in the back door. It was nice to see them all. We all hugged and sat in the living room to visit. The conversation quickly turned comical with reminising of past experiences. It was decided that we were all going to go play pool. We went to the pool hall that Scott and Nathan frequently visited. We all had a good time. I had to hide in the bathroom once when overcome with emotion, feeling the absence of Scott. Jacob showed off his fooseball playing abilities. We all went to the favorite bar after we left the pool hall and enjoyed a live band. Nathan soon was overwelmed with emotion. He left our table. I went to look for him after five minutes and found him outside in the thralls of extreme emotional pain. I sat down next to him and held him as he wept.

I heard from him last night. He called from a tatoo parlor. He and a bunch of friends as well as one of Scott's sisters were getting tatoos in memory of Scott. He sounded happy. The friends all got a little mushroom tatoo. Nathan and Scott had matching mushroom tatoos. Nathan got geckos with RIP/Scott's name and the dates. Scott loved geckos.

Thursday at lunch time Nathan called me before he knew of Scott's fate to let me know Scott was missing. I told him of a tragic accident on 59 where a man was killed while crossing it, and we hoped that wasn't Scott. Then when we heard about Scott, I assumed that was him, but it wasn't. It turns out two separate incidents of the same nature occurred on the same night on different highways. Friday Nathan called me at work after he and Scott's wife viewed the body and I couldn't understand a word he said, but I'll never forget the sound of pain in his voice.

Barry, Jacob, and I took a hamburger stew, cornbread, and german chocolate cake to Scott's parents house. We visited with them for an hour and a half. Barry and Scott's dad had a spirited conversation about work related things. I enjoyed visiting with Scott's mom, she is easy to talk with. We got to see a video of Nathan's little dog Marilyn meeting Scott's 100 lb pit bull. She growled at him and nipped at his nose. She was littlier than his face. It was so cute. All the smokers hung out in the garage where three couches and a chair surround a square table full of ash trays and misc. stuff. It was the beloved hang-out.

Scott will be sorely missed by all who knew him. Although he was over six foot tall, he was a gentle soul with a soft voice. His body was cremated on Friday and there will be a memorial next sunday.