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Dearest family…The love we all have for Scott remains strong and forever.

Our sweet brother, Dad and friend is now at peace and without pain. Released from his earthly journey he now rests with the Lord and our family members who have passed before. He watches over all of us. His example of unconditional love and compassion will guide us through the rest of our lives. Rememberances of my brother are mostly of our youth and early adulthood. I remember watching Captain Kangaroo with him, sitting on the couch eating our cereal in that tiny house in Bountiful. He would walk me down to the gas station to get a piece of candy when we did our chores and earned a few cents. We would go visit Grandma Wilson and pick sweet pea bouquets to take home to Mom. He made sure no bees were in my blossoms. Always my protector. He and I were inseparable. After moving to Woodstock, we grew even closer. We shared school friends and double dated all through our teen years. He made sure I was always safe, setting me up with his friends who would treat me as he wanted me to be treated. No hanky panky!!! Again my knight in a shining red Camaro. How he loved that car. He pulled high school floats in parades, He even let me drive it…. But not too fast. He drove me to anywhere I wanted to go… top down, a cassette in the tape deck and both of us singing as loud as we could. We thought we were that next stars. He was the Rock to my Roll. But on most days he would hold my hand and tell me everything would be ok. Our parents lives were difficult but Scott never wavered in his life mission of protecting those he loved. So many times he sheltered me and the younger siblings from the sorrow and fright that surrounded our lives. He made us feel loved, shared his laughter and was a guiding light for the entire family. As our life journey took us physically in different directions, he never forgot to send me his love, comfort and strength. Even at the passing of our beloved Mother he held my hand giving me strength and comfort, again thinking of me first. So now as I say well done, Sweet Big brother, you will always be my champion. I can never thank you enough for all that you are and will always be in my heart. I will miss you beyond words. So dearest family, let us honor what an incredible man he was. Son, Brother, Dad and friend. One of a kind, My Champion. One last time “Snotty Nose Caramel” I love you always.
From Scotts sister "Peanut" Kathy
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Leroy "Scott (Papa)" Fringer