Scott William Fisher Jr  
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Below are personal accounts of Scott. If you would like to contribute, please email us.
 

Scott was an intelligent, compassionate, sensitive, honorable, loving, young man. He was talented in many ways. He was an exceptional musician on the guitar, and a talented writer and artist. He excelled at everything he did. He had a loving family, girlfriend and friends. He was a loving son, brother, boyfriend and friend. He had it all.

But on that horrible morning of September 10th, 2005, somehow Scott could not see these things. We will never understand what made Scott take his life. We will ask, "what if", "if only", and most of all "WHY", probably for the rest of our lives.

I have no doubt that Scott is an angel in heaven as he was an angel here on earth. All I had to do was see his face or hear his voice and I was immediately filled with joy. From the moment he was born he brought such joy into my life as well as many other peoples lives, and continued to do so for eighteen years.

In his eighteen years he touched so many lives, more than we ever imagined or will probably ever know about. He was loved by all.

Sandra L. Fisher
 

I find myself of late through all the terrible pain (Not only my own but that of my son, Scott, his beautiful wife Sandy, his lovely daughter, Sandy, as well as her great husband Mike.) thinking so often about the good times I spent with my amazingly brilliant and entertaining grandson Scott. I recall vividly when Scott was about 2 years old, my husband (Scott’s beloved "PaPa") and I would visit him every Saturday evening and he would proudly show us his room, which PaPa named "Scott’s Pad". It was his own little paradise his Mom had so lovingly created for him. Then he would have his bath and put on his favorite "Batman" pajamas and we’d all hug and kiss him "Goodnight". Oh how precious now every moment of those wonderful times spent so lovingly together. They may be gone but will live on always in our memories.

In remembering when we all went to Maine for the first time, he was playing and accidentally stepped on a large bug. He said, "Oh, oh, PaPa I bwoke the bug!" He kept us laughing that entire weekend. We would visit as often as possible and always loved going to Maine.

I looked everywhere for a book his favorite Dallas Cowboys’ quarterback Troy Aikeman had written about his own Grandfather and thought Scott would like to read it. It was a large print child’s book with great illustrations and was clearly for a child Scott’s age. Or so I thought. Maybe a child Scott’s age but definitely not our Scott! When I got there and he showed me the 3 to 400-page book he was currently reading I was embarrassed. But being Scott he just said, "Thank you Granny" and told me how much he enjoyed the book I had given him. I went to Maine one summer to stay with the children when Scott and Sandy went to California for their good friend’s Matty Dwyer’s wedding. On one extremely hot Maine afternoon Scott and I spent most of the day in the pool. He spent the whole time explaining to me about "The Lord of The Rings". This was before the movie of course he had read the entire epic. How I enjoyed spending that time with him.

We had so little time with Scott that I remember and will continue to cherish every moment ever spent with him. I wish I had spent much more time with him. He was a treasure trove of information and wonder. I learned from him rather than the other way around. These are only a very few of my treasured memories of Scott. I hope I haven’t gone on too long but I would love everyone to know what a wonder he was to all who knew and loved him and still do.

Granny Fisher
 
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