Scott was a friend of mine in my graduating class at Berlin High School 1977. He was also a member of Emmaus Lutheran Church and was in my Confirmation Class of 1973.
His father, Earl, owned a bar in Poy Sippi. Scott was a very smart person, although it seemed his real joy was to play pool. He was a "laid back" guy.
One night he sneaked out of the house and went joy riding with two other friends in the back-roads around Poy Sippi. The driver of the car decided he wanted to know how fast he could drive around this one curve in the the road. He found that out, the hard way. He lost control of the car and the car smashed into a tree. Scott and another friend in the car lost their lives in the accident. The driver lived and has had to live with tragedy all of his life. I remember hearing the news on the radio the next morning.
Scott's funeral was held at Emmaus Lutheran Church, by the same Pastor that confirmed him, Pastor Carl F. Selle.
Some of my classmates took his death really hard. Shortly after, his family sold the bar and moved out west. I don't know if they ever visit the grave, but there are always flowers on it every time I stop to visit it.
He isn't family, as I usually memorialize here, nor a good friend, but he was a classmate of mine and I thought that he should be remembered.
His father, Earl, owned a bar in Poy Sippi. Scott was a very smart person, although it seemed his real joy was to play pool. He was a "laid back" guy.
One night he sneaked out of the house and went joy riding with two other friends in the back-roads around Poy Sippi. The driver of the car decided he wanted to know how fast he could drive around this one curve in the the road. He found that out, the hard way. He lost control of the car and the car smashed into a tree. Scott and another friend in the car lost their lives in the accident. The driver lived and has had to live with tragedy all of his life. I remember hearing the news on the radio the next morning.
Scott's funeral was held at Emmaus Lutheran Church, by the same Pastor that confirmed him, Pastor Carl F. Selle.
Some of my classmates took his death really hard. Shortly after, his family sold the bar and moved out west. I don't know if they ever visit the grave, but there are always flowers on it every time I stop to visit it.
He isn't family, as I usually memorialize here, nor a good friend, but he was a classmate of mine and I thought that he should be remembered.
Scott was a friend of mine in my graduating class at Berlin High School 1977. He was also a member of Emmaus Lutheran Church and was in my Confirmation Class of 1973.
His father, Earl, owned a bar in Poy Sippi. Scott was a very smart person, although it seemed his real joy was to play pool. He was a "laid back" guy.
One night he sneaked out of the house and went joy riding with two other friends in the back-roads around Poy Sippi. The driver of the car decided he wanted to know how fast he could drive around this one curve in the the road. He found that out, the hard way. He lost control of the car and the car smashed into a tree. Scott and another friend in the car lost their lives in the accident. The driver lived and has had to live with tragedy all of his life. I remember hearing the news on the radio the next morning.
Scott's funeral was held at Emmaus Lutheran Church, by the same Pastor that confirmed him, Pastor Carl F. Selle.
Some of my classmates took his death really hard. Shortly after, his family sold the bar and moved out west. I don't know if they ever visit the grave, but there are always flowers on it every time I stop to visit it.
He isn't family, as I usually memorialize here, nor a good friend, but he was a classmate of mine and I thought that he should be remembered.
His father, Earl, owned a bar in Poy Sippi. Scott was a very smart person, although it seemed his real joy was to play pool. He was a "laid back" guy.
One night he sneaked out of the house and went joy riding with two other friends in the back-roads around Poy Sippi. The driver of the car decided he wanted to know how fast he could drive around this one curve in the the road. He found that out, the hard way. He lost control of the car and the car smashed into a tree. Scott and another friend in the car lost their lives in the accident. The driver lived and has had to live with tragedy all of his life. I remember hearing the news on the radio the next morning.
Scott's funeral was held at Emmaus Lutheran Church, by the same Pastor that confirmed him, Pastor Carl F. Selle.
Some of my classmates took his death really hard. Shortly after, his family sold the bar and moved out west. I don't know if they ever visit the grave, but there are always flowers on it every time I stop to visit it.
He isn't family, as I usually memorialize here, nor a good friend, but he was a classmate of mine and I thought that he should be remembered.
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