Scott was a really, really fantastic person whom I was in school with staring in kindergarten. We were not all that close after high school but I always considered him a friend and brother of sorts since we knew each other since childhood. I tried to speak to him in the last days of his life by phone and we never connected. I was so sad over his passing. I will always remember him.
I knew Scott from the time I was at kiddy college. He was one of the nicest people I knew. Later on in elementary school, he moved 2 doors down from me. I will never forget in the 5th grade when Audrey and I decided to "run away from home", we packed up our wagon and started off. We only made it two doors down to where Scott was playing frisbee in his front yard where we stopped and ended up hanging out with him and having a great day. I was so saddened to hear about his pasing and I think of him everytime I go home to visit and drive by his house on the way to my mother's house.
My mother has a picture of Scott and I on a blanket on our bellies when we were infants. I had known Scott all of my life, and our brother's had a lot of the same activities, as did our parents. So, Scott was around in my life since I can remember. He could always make you laugh and his smile is one not to forget. I lost touch with him after high school, but I would hear about his life from my Mother who had contact with Scott's Mother. One trip home to visit my parents, my mother mentioned that he was not doing well. After some convincing by my Mother to go see him, and that I would be sorry if I didn't. So, I called him and took a drive over to his parents to see him. We only visited for a short time and it was a little awkward as we hadn't talked in a long time, but I am now glad I did it. Even as his last days were nearing, he was sweet as ever and altough he had lost his hair and had to wear a ball cap, his smile was still contagious. We joked about Elementary School and having to play together as small children. I still feel a heaviness in my chest when I drive past his parents house in remembering what a great person he was and how he is missed.
Scott was one of my longest childhood friends, and I still think about him often and feel saddened by his death. As many of us did, I started out with Scott at the age of 5 in Kiddy College. I will always think fondly of the many memories created with him and his family at their big spooky house in Mesilla Park, his mom as our cub scout leader, the many hiking trips and 50-milers we did with his dad as our scout leader, and Scott in the band playing the french horn. He was a great guy, a good friend, and a genuinely good person. I still have a scar on my stomach from where he tossed a lit firecracker up into his treehouse where I was sitting trying to get a bottle rocket lit to shoot at him and Mike Matson. I show my kids the scar and tell them about my childhood friend Scott. It breaks my heart knowing that he did not have the opportunity to fully grow up the way the rest of us did.
I got to know Scott later in high school and we became good friends in college. We both decided to transfer from NMSU to UNM to study architecture at the same time, so we ended up being room mates in college in Albuquerque. Scott decided to go into pre-med after the first year, and he was waltzing through the toughest classes they had to offer. I think he had found his niche. He was such an intelligent, sharp and witty guy. It just came easy to him. My wife and I got to know him really well during those college years, and were devastated when he called one night from a trip back to LC to tell us he had cancer. It was Ewing's Sarcoma, a rare childhood form of cancer, even more rare in young adults. We watched him courageously fight through the treatment, and never heard a complaint or discouraging word. He was so strong right up until the end. It was evident that his faith carried him through. We miss him terribly, but look forward to seeing him in heaven someday. Wow do we ever miss him. What an amazing, dear friend he was and always will be.
Scott and I used to go to concerts, take the motorcycles out to the river, drive that big white chevy boat of a car he had around town on Friday nights laughing and hanging with friends.
These are the memories I will hold with me, not of his death but of his life and how he lived it to the fullest.
Hello all. This is Kelly Ellington. Audrey graciously called and gave me her login to the reunion site so I could read your comments and recollections about my brother. I cannot tell you how appreciative I am of the things you had to say and of the consideration you showed by sitting down and taking the time to write something here. I have always been grateful to all of my brother's friends who were always so loyal and who made such effort to support him throughout his illness as well as the outpouring towards my family over the 14 years since his death. Darren/Alice and Rick - you were there throughout and until till the very end. We will never forget that. Dave and Barbara - the old school Mesilla Park crowd - those are good stories. Audrey, Carol - well, obviously the list is too long. Matt - I'm glad to hear from you again since I last saw you in Boulder. Connie and Jason - Thanks. You guys have always gone out of your way.
I knew Scott since the early days at Mesilla Park Elementary. We grew up together at Zia and Cruces High, sharing most of our classes together. My fondest memories of Scott are back in 1st and 2nd grade when we would play "boys chase the girls." He was a damn fast runner and would always catch me right away. I knew if he started out to tag me, it would be a quick catch! We would laugh everytime because I never gave up trying to outrun him. He was a gentle soul who loved to laugh. He is missed.
I had heard of Scott's passing and was very sadden, recently with Facebook I've reconnected with many, a page was started to honor all LCHS that have passed. Someone submitted a picture of Scott and a flood of memories came back. I miss his smile and even though few knew it he could be a jokester but always sweet and kind. May he rest in peace!
Matthew Boudreau
Scott was a really, really fantastic person whom I was in school with staring in kindergarten. We were not all that close after high school but I always considered him a friend and brother of sorts since we knew each other since childhood. I tried to speak to him in the last days of his life by phone and we never connected. I was so sad over his passing. I will always remember him.Matt Boudreau
Barbara Streett
I knew Scott from the time I was at kiddy college. He was one of the nicest people I knew. Later on in elementary school, he moved 2 doors down from me. I will never forget in the 5th grade when Audrey and I decided to "run away from home", we packed up our wagon and started off. We only made it two doors down to where Scott was playing frisbee in his front yard where we stopped and ended up hanging out with him and having a great day. I was so saddened to hear about his pasing and I think of him everytime I go home to visit and drive by his house on the way to my mother's house.Connie Ames
My mother has a picture of Scott and I on a blanket on our bellies when we were infants. I had known Scott all of my life, and our brother's had a lot of the same activities, as did our parents. So, Scott was around in my life since I can remember. He could always make you laugh and his smile is one not to forget.
I lost touch with him after high school, but I would hear about his life from my Mother who had contact with Scott's Mother. One trip home to visit my parents, my mother mentioned that he was not doing well. After some convincing by my Mother to go see him, and that I would be sorry if I didn't. So, I called him and took a drive over to his parents to see him. We only visited for a short time and it was a little awkward as we hadn't talked in a long time, but I am now glad I did it. Even as his last days were nearing, he was sweet as ever and altough he had lost his hair and had to wear a ball cap, his smile was still contagious. We joked about Elementary School and having to play together as small children. I still feel a heaviness in my chest when I drive past his parents house in remembering what a great person he was and how he is missed.
Dave Woodruff
Scott was one of my longest childhood friends, and I still think about him often and feel saddened by his death. As many of us did, I started out with Scott at the age of 5 in Kiddy College. I will always think fondly of the many memories created with him and his family at their big spooky house in Mesilla Park, his mom as our cub scout leader, the many hiking trips and 50-milers we did with his dad as our scout leader, and Scott in the band playing the french horn. He was a great guy, a good friend, and a genuinely good person. I still have a scar on my stomach from where he tossed a lit firecracker up into his treehouse where I was sitting trying to get a bottle rocket lit to shoot at him and Mike Matson. I show my kids the scar and tell them about my childhood friend Scott. It breaks my heart knowing that he did not have the opportunity to fully grow up the way the rest of us did.Darren Rouse
I got to know Scott later in high school and we became good friends in college. We both decided to transfer from NMSU to UNM to study architecture at the same time, so we ended up being room mates in college in Albuquerque. Scott decided to go into pre-med after the first year, and he was waltzing through the toughest classes they had to offer. I think he had found his niche. He was such an intelligent, sharp and witty guy. It just came easy to him. My wife and I got to know him really well during those college years, and were devastated when he called one night from a trip back to LC to tell us he had cancer. It was Ewing's Sarcoma, a rare childhood form of cancer, even more rare in young adults. We watched him courageously fight through the treatment, and never heard a complaint or discouraging word. He was so strong right up until the end. It was evident that his faith carried him through. We miss him terribly, but look forward to seeing him in heaven someday. Wow do we ever miss him. What an amazing, dear friend he was and always will be.Jason Black
Scott and I used to go to concerts, take the motorcycles out to the river, drive that big white chevy boat of a car he had around town on Friday nights laughing and hanging with friends.These are the memories I will hold with me, not of his death but of his life and how he lived it to the fullest.
My friend, you are missed.
Audrey Hoeksema (Bergen)
Hello all. This is Kelly Ellington. Audrey graciously called and gave me her login to the reunion site so I could read your comments and recollections about my brother. I cannot tell you how appreciative I am of the things you had to say and of the consideration you showed by sitting down and taking the time to write something here. I have always been grateful to all of my brother's friends who were always so loyal and who made such effort to support him throughout his illness as well as the outpouring towards my family over the 14 years since his death. Darren/Alice and Rick - you were there throughout and until till the very end. We will never forget that. Dave and Barbara - the old school Mesilla Park crowd - those are good stories. Audrey, Carol - well, obviously the list is too long. Matt - I'm glad to hear from you again since I last saw you in Boulder. Connie and Jason - Thanks. You guys have always gone out of your way.Too much I could say, too little space.
Thanks again.
Kelly (Kelly_Ellington@msn.com)
Audrey Hoeksema (Bergen)
I knew Scott since the early days at Mesilla Park Elementary. We grew up together at Zia and Cruces High, sharing most of our classes together. My fondest memories of Scott are back in 1st and 2nd grade when we would play "boys chase the girls." He was a damn fast runner and would always catch me right away. I knew if he started out to tag me, it would be a quick catch! We would laugh everytime because I never gave up trying to outrun him. He was a gentle soul who loved to laugh. He is missed.Sylvia Romero (Rivera)
I had heard of Scott's passing and was very sadden, recently with Facebook I've reconnected with many, a page was started to honor all LCHS that have passed. Someone submitted a picture of Scott and a flood of memories came back. I miss his smile and even though few knew it he could be a jokester but always sweet and kind. May he rest in peace!Ron Lawson
Lot's of memories. May you R.I.P.