Scott Wiker McMaster

Scott and Nadine were dear, dear friends of my Dad, Byron Sims. I remember going to Scott and Nadine´s farm when we were little kids and running around like chickens set free! Scott put me up on one of his big horses when we visited one time, let me plod along, and made me feel like a real cowgirl. On any given day you could see him at Traveler´s Oasis having coffee with the boys! No matter how long it had been, every time I would see him he always remembered me by name, even though I hadn´t...