I knew Scott was battling a horrible illness, but his death still came as a gut punch. I literally sat down on my bed and cried.
He was an amazingly talented photographer. He was a mentor to so many young up and comers in the newsroom. He was a personal friend of mine. He made me laugh.
We took our kids trick or treating together shortly after I started at WREG. He babysat my baby girl Rachel so I could attend the station Christmas party that first year I was there, because I didn't know anyone to babysit yet. Both being Collierville residents, he was my ride to work when the occasional ice storms scared me out of driving my own car. He took me to the pet store on Christmas Eve morning (in bad, snowy weather) and we picked up a dachshund puppy I had purchased (Hope) as a Christmas present for my little girl that year.
When Scott became your friend, you had a friend for life. He would do anything for you, all you had to do was ask - and sometimes even when you didn't ask. He was a very loyal, dedicated husband, father and member of the church we both attended. When I learned he had ALS, my heart ached. He lived a wonderful life and certainly didn't deserve such a tragic and early end, just when we was settling into being a Grandpa.
I know many are hurting today. I pray God brings you comfort and a loving embrace. I know Scott and he wouldn't want people to be sad. Of course we will be though. I will always have great memories of this incredible friend. I am glad he is free from the ravages of ALS. I know he is in the loving arms of Jesus and feeling the peace that only our eternal home can bring. Rest in peace Scott. Until we meet again. You sir, are one of the good ones and I will never forget you.