This morning on my way to Chicago where I do most of my work I was called by Scotts brother. When the man said he was Scotts brother my heart jumped into my throat. He told me that there was a tragedy over the weekend and that Scott had succumbed to a severe stroke. This man was one of my best friends in the hobby and loved it as much or more than I do. Though out the year I like to call all the jet pilots in the area from as far away as 300 miles. We all get together and fly jets from Thursday night until we can't stay any longer on Sunday night. He was the first person I would call and the last person to leave. And usually he came the farthest. He was a great modeler, a great pilot and a great friend. He will be sorely missed by my family and our circle of modelers. He will be missed at the Spring Fling, The Fall Fling and the Winamac Jets Over the Heartland jet meet. And any other fling we might have. My heart goes out to his three daughters and his lovely wife. A later conversation with Scotts wife informed us that he had sporadic heart disease. I understand this makes your heart contract and not let go. I am sure his family will not let go either. So lets aways remember him the way he would want it , Doing high speed BONZI!! passes down the runway with his Balsa Bandit always being safe and smiling ear to ear.

Tim.