Saturday, May 15, 2021
Its been 40 years since I met you in Oscoda, Michigan. With your TCU hornfrogs hat and blue 68 Camaro, you got my attention. That and your dads whitest car in the world, Caprice. You became like a brother to me. What a good time we had from racquetball to trapping muskrats. I dont think we would have discovered that a Crown Royal bag of quarters would get a nice haul of Miller High Life from a Pepsi machine in the barracks at Wurtsmith Air Force Base, if we didnt meet. LOL. You brought alot of fun into my life in a short time. I dont know anyone else who would join me for a dive for golf balls in a Louisiana pond, or float down the Ausable River on an iceberg, let alone, the Colonels son. Its sad to see you go but great knowing you. Watching Caddyshack will never be the same, as I wont have someone to call to recite Carl Spacklers lines. God must have had great plans for you. You and your humor will always be remembered. God Bless and RIP. Love You, Scott
