There were many reasons our family were friends with the Maders: children at Our Lady of the Lake and Jesuit; skiing, Irish dance and the biggest of all, the Cleveland Connection. Mary Lynn and I were both from Cleveland; Maureen was too. Scott had had a residency in Cleveland. And it turns out, Maureen’s dad and mine knew each other while in high school and college. The first year in the longest time (in 1995 I think) when the Cleveland Indians went to the Worlds Series, both our families watched the final game of the series at the Mader’s, only to see the Indians blow it in the last inning and lose. My kids—rabid Indians fans—vowed never to watch another sporting event at the Mader’s because it was bad luck! I certainly have a fond memory of cutting grass with Scott at his family’s farm outside Salem late into the night and then again very early in the AM when the dew was still on the seed. But my fondest memory is the help Scott gave Mary Lynn. She always credits Scott with helping secure the diagnosis to what ailed her, a diagnosis that finally brought her treatment and relief in her final years of her life. Mary Lynn had orthostatic hypotension—a condition whose symptoms are common with the elderly. Scott being a physician to the elderly fed many articles to Mary Lynn about her condition, even sneaking her into a doctor’s-only talk given by an expert. Scott helped guide Mary Lynn to a physician who finally properly diagnosed her condition, providing her treatment and medicine that greatly lessened her symptoms and what had been a debilitating condition for her. Scott’s kindness and knowledge allowed Mary Lynn to enjoy several more years of life with a lot less discomfort. She was deeply appreciative of Scott’s efforts on her behalf. Scott had a special place in Mary Lynn’s heart. When I heard the news that Scott had died “surrounded by family and friends”, I knew that Mary Lynn was with him then as well. She no doubt was one of the very first to welcome Scott into heaven. I note the coincidence that Scott died on Mary Lynn’s birthday.