School, Church, Music & Motorcycles
September 9, 2019
by Robin Bishop
Scott graduated Central High School in 1980. He was very involved in the band and music programs and continued thru college at the University of Arkansas pursing same. He was a tuba player in both high school and college but I'm told he began as a trumpet player in his early years. I've heard many a story about these years. If you have one, be sure to post under stories!
Unknown to many, he was also an accomplished piano player. It was quite the treat to have him play at Christmas - which was about the only time he would do so in his later years. And I loved his voice - what a great voice. He sang in choir at times along the way but as it would conflict with the band and music responsibilities at times, he didn't pursue it much. The man had talent.
Of course, church was a big part of his life having been at the Immanuel Baptist since 1971. We both grew up at this church, attending many a mission trip together, choir, handbells, etc. He took me to my 9th grade prom back in the day. Unfortunately, at the time, neither of us were much attracted to the other - I thought he was obnoxious. And he was in a typical teenage boy way. He grew out of it - mostly. :)
He started riding motorcycles at an early age. He and his dad, Paul Bishop, bought matching Honda Hurricane's back in the day and would often ride together. Those two were quite the pair, evidently. Scott inherited Paul's ability to have fun so you can imagine what those escapades would have been like. They taught the MSF (Motorcycle Safety Foundation) classes at UALR for many years. I would have taken my first class around that time at that location, but evidently just missed them. What a hoot that would have been! He was quite the accomplished rider and would ride often.
For such a great match, we often wondered why we didn't hook up earlier in life. We decided that it just wasn't our time - there were other people, kids, events that needed to take place that wouldn't have if that had happened. We valued and enjoyed our time together, and I'm very thankful for that, but sure wish there had been more of it. I miss him terribly.
Unknown to many, he was also an accomplished piano player. It was quite the treat to have him play at Christmas - which was about the only time he would do so in his later years. And I loved his voice - what a great voice. He sang in choir at times along the way but as it would conflict with the band and music responsibilities at times, he didn't pursue it much. The man had talent.
Of course, church was a big part of his life having been at the Immanuel Baptist since 1971. We both grew up at this church, attending many a mission trip together, choir, handbells, etc. He took me to my 9th grade prom back in the day. Unfortunately, at the time, neither of us were much attracted to the other - I thought he was obnoxious. And he was in a typical teenage boy way. He grew out of it - mostly. :)
He started riding motorcycles at an early age. He and his dad, Paul Bishop, bought matching Honda Hurricane's back in the day and would often ride together. Those two were quite the pair, evidently. Scott inherited Paul's ability to have fun so you can imagine what those escapades would have been like. They taught the MSF (Motorcycle Safety Foundation) classes at UALR for many years. I would have taken my first class around that time at that location, but evidently just missed them. What a hoot that would have been! He was quite the accomplished rider and would ride often.
For such a great match, we often wondered why we didn't hook up earlier in life. We decided that it just wasn't our time - there were other people, kids, events that needed to take place that wouldn't have if that had happened. We valued and enjoyed our time together, and I'm very thankful for that, but sure wish there had been more of it. I miss him terribly.