I don’t remember ever meeting Darryl, but he told me he met me once when I was young. What I remember were all the pictures he would send of his beautiful family, at Christmas and other times, and my mother displaying them on our mantel. Each year I could see the new additions to his family and then watch you all growing up. I know that he loved his family very much and from the few conversations I had with him, I know he was a man of deep faith and conviction. I thought I might meet him and all of you, but our paths never crossed after my father passed away. But I know there was a deep connection between my father and Darryl. I’m offering my condolences and heartfelt sympathy to you all and pray you are blanketed with loving comfort as you honor his memory and I hope you always have many treasured memories of him for the moments when you miss him most and want to feel him near.

I want to send extend my condolences to the Daryl Scott family.  I first met "Scotty" about 50 years ago in Nebraska while I was in Bible College.  He would would always make appointment of dropping by for a visit. I always appreciated his encouragement and love for the Lord. I was a boy from Missouri and he met up with Gaverne from Missouri.  Many blessings Gaverne with the family you raised. In Christian Love Howard Herndon 

Chaplain, as we all addressed him, never needed a pulpit to give a sermon.  He was a committed preacher through and through. Whether at the table, in a car, or on the phone, he never missed an opportunity to share his faith.  Over the years he shared many conversations with us all which covered what we were doing, where we were working, and what was in our plans for the future with true interest and humor.  We could always expect him to know about special events and occasions in Colorado and Zoom in by phone to be a part of it all. He was a true friend of our family and especially a good friend to our mom/grandmother.  We will remember him as someone who always remembered all of us!  He will be missed. 

From the families in Colorado: Leslie (James), Tony, Nnena (Mike), Bryan, Davonne (Mark) and children, Myra and children and Michael (SD) and Andrea (NYC) . We will keep you all in our prayers.

My condolences to the family. May he rest in peace. 🙏🏽

I met Scotty a few short years ago in the waiting room at St Mary’s hospital while waiting on his beloved bride, Gaverne, to come out of surgery. For lack of words, I found him to be very fascinating. I’d never met a person to be so forward, friendly, genuine, and with such a deep passion to share God’s word. Our friendship was fast growing and God appointed. He began teaching me on Wednesday mornings over the phone for a few hours starting in 2021. He would greet each of my phone calls with, “Good morning, Vietnam”, We shared life, family, politics, music, but most importantly God. Scotty was many things to me: a friend, a mentor, a brother in Christ, a father figure, a confidant, a leader, a visionary, a proud US veteran, and a reflection of Jesus Christ. He desired to teach God’s word up until he went home to be with the Lord, and that he did.

I will miss our deep conversations and discussions over God’s powerful word. I will miss hearing him holler into the next room, “Hey Gav.”. I will miss his corrections, even when it stung a little, and the love and teachings that he selflessly dedicated to me each week. He gave me a gift of time, teaching, and knowledge that can never be repaid but will never be forgotten. I hope to one day be as dedicated as him and give selflessly to others as he has me.

Scotty loved to give. If I gave him a bookmark, he’d send me a book. If I gave him a book, he’d send me two and a poster. If I bout lunch for his wife, he’d send me a box of steaks from Omaha Steaks. You could never out give this man. The day of his death Gaverne said, “It’s a good thing we are not rich, or Scotty would have just given it all away anyway.” Gaverne, Scotty was rich in ways that others couldn’t even imagine. Money can not purchase the knowledge, wisdom, and love that this man possessed. His greatest assets were and are his family. He spoke so proudly of each one of you kids. He frequently informed me of the grandkids’ activities and how he wished his health would let him travel to see them more. He loved to share when someone purchased a new home, got a new job/promotion, or a grandchild got accolades in school. You all brought him great joy. He would make jokes like how he always must find everything for Gaverne. Then, He’d do that little Scotty giggle, I will miss that giggle. We both knew he’d be lost without her. He would always refer to her as his “Loving Bride”. Their love is a testament to God’s word.

Scotty and his computer were in a weekly battle. I’m not sure that Satan didn’t have his pass code. His notes wouldn’t load, the internet would shut off, or he’d have 50 tabs open at once. By the grace of God, we always managed. In our last conversation just a few days before he went to be with our Lord and Savior, he was concerned about finishing the last three chapters of our Leviticus study. His focus was never on his own declining health and physical pain, it was focused on God, God’s Kingdom, and witnessing to everyone in his path.

Scotty and I didn’t always see eye to eye on every biblical matter, but I knew better than to debate the master debater. I loved the few moments that he would say, “The student is teaching the teacher”, as he would ask me to repeat my findings so he could add them to his notes. Those were proud moments for both of us. Although we agreed on most things, there is one thing I didn’t and never will agree on, black licorice. Scotty, If God has a stash of that for me in Heaven, you go ahead and help yourself to my portion.

Thank you to the Scott family and especially Gaverne for sharing Scotty with me. I know his time with me was time away for you. I’m a better person thanks to him. I will forever be grateful for every moment. Until we meet again.

Your Sister in Christ,

Tangee Lee