The following is a post from Cheryl, Scott's wife. Many people have followed Scott's journey as he was diagnosed and then struggled with a cancer that would not quit. He put up a mighty struggle, but finally was able to be at peace this past Monday, December 3rd. He did not want to give up, believe me, but he fought as hard as he could so we had to let him go.
His fighting spirit, humor, passion for life and ability to say exactly what he was feeling are just a few of the things that will be missed about him. He leaves behind two sons, a mother, brother and two sisters, and a legion of friends who will miss him terribly.
I received many condolences over the past week, and all were very helpful. One in particular, though, really touched me. One of his former students, a good friend of my older son, said that he would now be able to paint the sky. So from now on, whenever I look up at a gorgeous sunset or exquisitely pink and purple sunrise, I will imagine it is his gift to us.
On a personal note, I would like to say thanks to all who enjoyed his writings and supported him in his fight. On a more personal note, I want to say how utterly I love him and will miss him in my life.
