My name is Ace Reeves, a long time brother-from-another-mother of Scott-aka-The Wildman. Scott & I met around 1983ish while playing in our first Band-without a name with the brothers Kyle & Mark Hover of which Mark just recently parted from this world as well to join in with another guitarist that Scott played with Rodney Paise of whose last name I have most likely miss spelled. Scott & I had parted from jamming together for a brief time after our first band but had already established our deep bond with one-another that will last forever. We played again on another project after,  that depend our bond not only musically but as our brotherhood as well & we have built our "family bond" every day since. I cant think of a time that he & I hadn't stayed in touch. Our conversations varied on topics but we both had a veracious apatite for the unknown & supernatural that covered everything from UFO's to Bigfoot & now he has the all the answers. I apologize for not posting our story sooner, I guess I've been putting this off in fear that in some way it would close Scott & I's chapter in our lives but I know now that is further from the truth. I'll see ya-round My Brother, "WHO LUVZ YA BABY"!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!     

 I already bought my plane ticket, can’t wait to share memories and the love. 

Dad’s urn

Dad’s urn

Misty, So sorry to hear about Scott. I enjoyed my short time with him, Chevy and you. It was a pleasure to meet you both. I will keep you in my prayers. 

Memorial Park bike ride

Dad napping with Sadie

Dad and Lana Bug

Family weekend

Family picture with fur babies

Memorial Park bike ride

My wedding

— with Scott & Chris Castille

My deepest condolences.  I played with Scott in a band back in the 80s. He was truly a remarkable drummer and friend. God Speed my friend. love you brother. 💐

I always looked forward to spending some time with Scott; I always new I would come away inspired and more enthused about life and living ....

Scott, Zach, me and two "instant-Scott" fans — with me and two instant-Scott fans

My husband, Jeff, and I were so saddened to read about Scott’s passing. We were his neighbor in Circle C, in Austin, May 2014-August 2017. He was such a nice guy, full of energy and wit. He was outgoing and positive and had the best laugh I think I’ve ever heard. I could hear him laughing from inside our house when he was inside his house!  We saw him play drums at a party when they moved to their beautiful two-story home with the sparkling pool.  We moved to Lakeway but my husband had known where he was via fb (they’d comment on each other’s posts). We are devastated for his family and friends. He truly was a one-of-kind “light” in this world! RIP, Scott.  I know your contagious laugh is making the Angels double-over in laughter up there!

Well my long time friend, I have so many stories, most are best left unsaid. One that was much fun was the underage drinking on Richards hill with a host of friends. And a long time neighbor was good enough to tell us the cops were coming and not turn us in. What a great neighborhood. You will be missed. Now you can play with the angels. Bye my friend, R. Todd Reome

Though miles may stretch and years may fly,

My brother, Scott, beneath the sky,

Your absence casts a shadow deep,

A love unspoken, secrets keep.

I miss your laughter, bright and clear,

The steady comfort, year by year.

The shared adventures, big and small,

I wish I could relive them all.

A bond like ours, a precious thread,

Though pathways diverge, words unsaid,

Know this, dear brother, strong and true:

My heart holds endless love for you.

Love you brother

Bruce