Dani

 Thanks so much to OD for putting this memorial tribute together. It's a wonderful way to remember a truly loving man who has touched so many souls in his short journey and to do so in this safe haven makes it even more of a lasting treasure.

Scott and I hit it off almost instantly because of a couple of common goals, our adoration of the Yankees and our passion for writing.  As our friendship began to grow, we also realized some other life experiences which would link us together even closer than we could have imagined.

Our birthdays are a day apart and so we joked about being twins separated at birth. He was the baby in the birth order and so was I.  I lost my dad at a young age as did he.  His mom was tragically killed in an auto accident and mine was very badly injured in one. 

I hesitated telling him about yet another medical ailment which nagged at me aside from my Lupus, thinking the man would think I was a walking hypochondriac.  However, after I "educated" him on the agonizing pain associated with Plantar Fasciitis, as well as all the medical information,  my mouth nearly dropped to the floor when he replied that he was already well informed about Plantar Fasciitis because he had it himself!!!  I was quite astonished since other than a few of the doctors at my hospital, anyone else I told about this had never heard of it, not let alone experienced that awful pain!!!

Sandwiched inbetween all the serious talk about our lives, dreams, regrets, hobbies, work, politics, family dynamics and friends, we did manage to find so many things to laugh about because at the end of the day even in the darkest of times, we both knew humor was essential to getting through and past some of those tumultuous times.

Not too long ago, I posted some pictures of Dave Robertson's Yankee ring on FB and Scott sent me a note stating how thrilled he was that I was able to try on the ring and how nice it looked on my hand.

I replied and asked him, if he actually read my comments associated with those pictures because Dave Robertson couldn't actually get the ring off his finger and so I had to be content with taking a picture of the ring on Dave's finger instead.

Scott wrote back and said, "I guess I'm not a good argument for those that say they read Playboy for the articles"!!  LOL  He then said, "The next time you meet Dave, please don't tell him this, but are you sure that's not your hand because it really looks very feminine"!!!!  LOL

We laughed for a few days over that and that's how I will remember Scott because I loved making him laugh!  

 Many know that I have yet to become a grandmother - and the naming of the baby, whenever that day may come  is not up to me.  However, before ever meeting Scott online, I feel in love with the Arabic name of Ayah. This surprised Scott as he was Muslim and I am Jewish.  Ayah means "miracle" and it held a deep meaning for both of us because we both have daughters who are autistic.  Scott adored all of his children and had a deep and abiding love for his wife.  Ayah held a special place for him...  and I am sure that she wil grow up knowing how much her father loved her...To the entire family....  My G-d Bless you with every good thing... Shalom.  Chaiah