Saying Goodbye

On Saturday we drove up to Pennsylvania for a memorial service for one of Jake's lifelong friends, Scott. His battle with cancer was well-fought but very short and so I think a lot of people were very taken by surprise in his passing. I first met Scott and his wife Rachel in 2007, the week of their wedding and my second trip to Bustins Island. Jake has photos of himself with Scott and his brother Dave that go back to when they were probably 3, 4 or 5 years old. The fact that he is gone now hasn't fully settled in for myself or Jake at this point. Jake summed it up nicely by describing that we would see Scott maybe a few times a year and so right now feels a lot like the in between time. I suspect it will really hit us this summer when we go to Bustins. Scott was an amazing person. And people didn't just recount that sentiment over and over again on Saturday because he is gone. He really was an amazing person. Scott was the kind of person who was going to be himself no matter what. He was a singer, an actor, a husband, father and friend. He was kind and compassionate. I look at myself and wish I could lead as genuine a life as he did. I also wish I'd had more time to know him. It really is true that the good ones always leave us too soon. The memorial service for him was, by far, the saddest and most amazing event of that type I have had the misfortune to attend. He was so loved, by so many people and that is not surprising at all. I continue to wish his family peace as Christmas fast approaches. I know he is somewhere watching over them.