The loss of your companionship has created a loneliness in each and every one of us. The memories of your smile and laughter bring cheer to every day we are apart. There is never a good moment to lose your loved ones, especially when the natural order of life is broken and the younger ones are taken earlier. While we can't change what has happened, we can reflect upon the memories your being here bestowed upon all that knew and loved you. We can only hope to be as blessed among the family as you are for what impression you've made on every life you touched.
May you rest in peace and the love of God while you await the arrival of those that love you dearly. It is better for now to remain here and see God's plan for our lives and we look ever forward to seeing you again, where we can live and love and share with each other as never before.
We love you and miss you dearly Scott!
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I can remember when he came to visit when we were all still in school, and we lived on the hill we live on now. He wanted to ride Brandie's "50" size motorcycle at the end of the holler by himself. He rode on the back of the motorcycle with her till they got to a spot on the hill way ...
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behind us. He got on and didn't realize the power that this little bike had when he accelerated and he froze scared and went straight down over a wooded hill full of briars, etc. into a ditch. We couldn't see him after that and it was really quiet and we were upset, until we heard him say after what seemed like forever,...............
"I'M OK!
He had leaves, twigs in his hair, scrapes, scratches, sticker bushes stuck to him etc.
Love & miss you cuz...............
What a handsome young man! I actually have been thinking about Scott lately because both he and Teresa will be turning 40 in August. Time moves slowly at first when we lose a loved one and then somehow speeds up throughout the years and we look back and realize how much has happened in our lives ...
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without our loved ones who have passed on. As a person of faith, I take a lot of comfort in knowing that my parents and Aaron are with him, playing ball and fishing I am sure. I have memories of my childhood on Rankins Creek with both Scott and Kristi always being envious of all of their travels around the world... I didn't fly on an airplane until I was 18 years old and always wanted to travel like they did. I believe the real reason for a memorial is to remember and bring family together in hopes that all of us realize how lucky we are to have each other. We should be thinking about our next get together as a family and give thanks for all of the years that Nanny Fern and Uncle Bill hosted the entire family.
We'll never forget the day before that fateful night when Scott came down the stairs on his way to work. Kristi and Colby were at the house & he said "See ya'll later" and out the door. Little did we know then we wouldn't be seein him later. Often wonder what his life ...
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would have been like now --- kids, good job? Only God knows what might have been.
Scott was a wonderful brother, even though he did try to cheat me while playing Battleship before going to the Netherlands. He was 12, I had to hit him, it was my job, he deserved it, little punk! I think this year was the most difficult for me. Scott was almost 27 when he died. My son Anthony ...
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and my stepson Ricky both turned 27 this year. I was sweating every minute of it, that I would not have to endure the same heartbreak as my parents with their child. I feel so lucky and proud to have my children and losing Scott has provided me with a passion of making sure I enjoy each and every moment with my children. Anthony calls me practically daily with some really silly things but he always says I Love You Dad at the end of the conversation. It means the world.
Mothers get upset when you don't send them birthday cards. It seems Ray, Scott, and I all failed to send a card in March of 1995. Mom let each one of us know how she felt about it. Scott called me about it, "hey, mom chew off a piece of your butt too?" Yeah man, sure did. We decided we wouldn't make that mistake again. It was a very odd out of character phone call. He had never called me before, never. As we ended the conversation, I said I love you. He said "I Love You Too Gene". It was the last thing he ever said to me. So, I suppose it wasn't such a terrible thing that prompted that last conversation, forgetting to send momma the birthday card. It ended up giving me a peace that could never be replaced in my heart.
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Our Sweet Scott, I will always remember that smile of yours and how you were always making everybody laugh. I always felt that you were just one of our gang of Roberts kids. Just another brother. We will always love and miss you but what is the blessing we have now is that You and Aunt Fern are ...
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together again and she always missed you alot every August when your Birthday came around, now you can spend them together.I guess I will just bide my time now here on earth till we meet again, Love you always and miss you everyday.
Scott was my best friend, My fishing buddy(although he could catch them he couldnt bring the in), my gold partner but most of all he was my son. I love and miss him very very much. Dad
One memory that really makes me smile is of when I first met Scott. Dad and I went to Florida with Uncle Bob and Brandie. I had just gotten out of the shower and gotten dressed and Brandie walks into the room and says "There's someone here I want you to meet". I'm towel drying ...
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my hair and she opens the door. In walks Scott, the cutest boy I'd ever seen. And here I stand with my hair all wet and I'm sure a dumb look on my face. I'll never forget how nice he was to me.
Scott was and always will be to me, like a second brother. He was always looking out for me and Brandie. The three of us were always together practically, whenever scott would come up to visit mom and dad. Scott always made sure that i felt apart of everything that was going on around us. I loved ...
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him dearly. And always will. I will never forget those times when he came to visit at the farm and we stayed up past midnight just talking, about everything. He so loved being at the farm with mom and dad. I have one memory of him taking me to school one morning, dropping me off, i had a dance that night, scott kept saying to me over and over again, now are you sure you wanna go to this dance with this guy? does your mom and dad know him? He literally insisted on meeting the guy even, that very day. He always tried his best to protect me. And i felt so cool,that day because he took me to school that day. Everyone of my friends kept wanting to know who that hot guy was that had just dropped me off. He was and always will be the best to me.
to me Scott was not only my nephew but also a good friend. when he visited i would walk the hills with him & listen to any problems he had and try to explain things he didn't understand. Fern and i both loved him as one of our own.Scott loved to chase that old mule but he just could ...
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not get the hang of hoeing corn.
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My time in the Air Force took me away from my family for a lot of years. I had not seen Scott since we were kids. It was not me, but my dad Raymond that left a lasting memory. When they came to visit us on the hill, he followed my dad around like a little puppy. Because of his long blond hair, ...
View Full Memory my dad called him Lucille. I'm pretty sure he hated it but it stuck and he went along with it. My dad was always very fond of Scott. I'm sure they are spending some quality time together now. Knowing dad, he's probably still calling him Lucille!