Goodbye Scott

This week we said goodbye to a friend. Scott was our home teacher and just 17 years old. His father found him on Monday night on the track at the local high school, it appears he died of a heart attack while exercising.

Scott was an example to all of Christ like love and service. He would always greet me with a big smile and a firm handshake. As if I had always known him. Our children grew to love him also, he would greet them in the hall, tease them and quickly have them laughing.

Last year, shortly after we moved to Augusta, we asked the young men in our ward if anyone could help us lay sod, we would pay them, we just needed some extra hands. Scott was the only one to come and we spent a very hot, sweaty morning chatting and working. He did it all cheerily and with a big smile on his face. At the time he wanted to be a nurse, but over the past year his plans changed and just before he died he wanted to be a cardiac thoracic surgeon.

About 2 weeks ago we went to a friends house to learn how to make Thai food. Scott had also been invited. He was a great addition to the evening. Joining in the conversation and taking notes so we could all enjoy cooking the food at home later.

Chris and I have moved so often and what ever Ward we are in becomes our family. Scott and his family have become family to us over the past year. He has 6 siblings. I spent many mornings at the pool with his younger siblings over this past summer and my heart aches for them. It was a true testimony builder today at the funeral to hear remarks from his siblings, ranging in age from 6 to 21. I'm so grateful for the gospel and our knowledge that families can be together forever.