Tuesday, July 22, 2008
I dont even know what to write. I just found out about this about an hour ago. I am completely floored. I guess those of us in Cleveland were the last to know. What do you write when such a special person is taken from your life? As all of you who may read this already know, Scott was the person you always wanted around. That infectious smile and his thick Boston accent always lit up the room. I am at a total loss for words. I dont even want to believe it. Scott, I'll never forget the countless nights we spent arguing about who would win in a fist fight, The Boston Red Sox or a hurricane, or the Patriots vs. God himself. I can remember walking into my living room and seeing you passed out on the couch like it was yesterday. Scott, Im really gonna miss you man. You were a true friend and a really great guy. I know that with the Red Sox tattoo I gave you that you'll always have a piece of me with you wherever you are, and with the love and the frienship that you gave to us all, we'll always have a piece of you. Save me a seat next to you at the bar, the first rounds on me.
