George S. Patton, Jr. once said “It is foolish and wrong to mourn the men who died. Rather we should thank God that such men lived.” Scott is one of those men for he not only was a man but a Soldier, Husband, Father, Son, Brother and a Friend. I had the opportunity to witness some facets of his life, and with each that I witnessed he shared an immeasurable level of compassion. As a Soldier, Scott lived the Army values in his word and deed, through Loyalty, Duty, Respect, Selfless Service, Honor, Integrity, and Personal Courage. As a husband, he cherished his wife, and as with every other part of his life he was the great protector. Not only was Scott a Brother in Arms to me but his was my friend and my Battle. Scott invited me into his home without a second thought, "Mi Casa Su Casa". While we served in Korea, and my family was in Washington, I always felt as though I could walk, but a short distance to be with family. I even babysat his beloved cat Chubbs, and although that ended with Chubbs turning my running shoes into his litter box, I was honored that Scott would trust me to watch his home while he and his wife were out of the country. It is with these ideals that Scott lived his life whether as a Friend, Brother, Son, Father, Husband or Soldier, there was never a lack of giving on Scott's part. And, when it becomes our turn to join Scott, and we are in need of a friend, I am sure we will need to look no further than the rail yards of heaven, for his passion for trains was as the rest of his life, immeasurable.
Rest in Peace My Brother