My brother Scott, passed away, suddenly and unexpectedly, early Monday morning.
Scott was two years younger than me. He was only 56 years young.
Although he had been distant from the family for many years, he was still, my little brother.
I remember him as very quiet, one to stay in the background, as a child, funny and quick with a joke, the one to wear a lampshade as a young man and quiet and not easy to get to know as a mature man.
He was a son, brother, husband, father and grandfather.
He will be remembered in many ways and will not be forgotten by anyone who knew him.
Goodbye Scott, rest easy.