John Moreland
Scott was a brother to me.I am so sorry for the lose to his family. I am lost for words Friends like Scott are hard to come by. I can remember the many good times we had on Mt Vernon Ave back in the 70's. I have a burn mark on my left arm from where we both playede a stupid game with cigeretes called chicken...neither of us would move.....thething went out twice on us. I will always have something to remember him by that I cant lose, it was stupid at the time we did it but now it wiull mean true friendship from a [erson I thought of as a little brother. I will see ya one day Scott, but no more chicken. Good by my friend and brother. Love ya dude