I don't really want to write yet....I am holding Scott so deeply in my heart, and am still sad. But time is passing, and I awoke today knowing it is his birthday....Happy Birthday Scott. I am his step sister. I first met Nelson Jupiter Logan in their house in White Plains, when he was asleep in his crib. I was 3, he was 1. Our parents were close friends, so I spent much time for many years, with Jupie, and Patty, his older sister, who passed away in the mid-1970's. After both our parents were divorced, my dad, Norman, married his mom, Bertie. Patty, Scott and I were thrilled to be in one family. One day Jupie/Nelson came to me and asked me what would be a better name for him. I immediately said, "Scott" - and he jumped on it as perfect. I haven't used his childhood nickname until now - and Scott would probably be pissed if he knew..... Scott was always kind and thoughtful. He was warm and loving and open minded. He was a dear brother. And he loved my dad Norman dearly and deeply. When dad got really sick and had to move to assisted living, Scott came to my aid to help me with dad in many ways, and he and Robin moved dad's furniture into Chandler Hall. I had hoped that Scott would recover his health enough to visit with me in California for retreat with my Spiritual Master Teacher....but that is not to be. I wish you all my love and hope you are feeling refreshed in your new beginning, Scott. I love you. - Jane