I have known Scott for 46 years. We met at Junior High in the 7th grade and became friends. Our fathers knew each other at Silverton High School and our son's became friends at Jesuit HS. I rode his motorcycle and worked hauling hay for many years at the Mader Farm. In the 9th grade, Scott and I were ski buddies riding the bus from the Salem Capitol to Mt. Hoodoo. When old enough to drive we drove to Hoodoo and Mt. Hood. Our junior year during winter break we went to Crystal Mountain near Mt. Rainier for 3 nights. Our Senior year, I played in the state basketball tournament during spring break. I got home Saturday afternoon. Scott picked me up Sunday morning at 2AM and we drove about 18 hours to Aurora Colorado. On Monday we skied Winter Park, Tuesday Cooper Mountain, Wednesday Vail, Thursday Alta in Salt Lake City, and Friday skied Sun Valley. Drove back to Salem Friday night in a snow storm. What a trip, missed a week of school and had a great time. Played football with him in HS. Junior and Senior years he played defensive line and I played offensive line. During blocking drills, I would move up or back in line just so I could go against him. Don't need to say who won but it really pissed him off. During basketball season I think he had more fun at the games then I did playing. One game, I believe in Corvallis, there was more attention in the stands than the game. We do not need to go into details here but the attention was on Scott. After HS, we went different directions. Scott wanted to become a doctor and I wanted to be a pilot. However, my plans did not work out and I ended up going to Willamette with him for 3 semesters. He joined the SAE fraternity and because of Scott I know many of his brothers. We only had 1 class together - Intro to Psych with Prof. Devry. Scott studied because he wanted to go to med school. I didn't because I just wanted out. Many of your Willamette grads probably remember this class. Prof. Devry said all along he was not going to change grades at the end of the semester. Scott was begging to do anything to get a better grade and could not get his changed. After the last quiz, I went in to see my final grade. Scott had the highest B and I had the highest C. After some shrewd negotiations with Prof. Devry I was able to get my grade changed to a B. I had the lowest and Scott had the highest, but we both had B's. I still remember walking into his parents home and Jackie asking me how I did it. I have told this story many times since then and love telling it, especially to his kids. We lost direct contact due to my new life at OSU and his move to Ohio. I was so excited when hearing he was moving back to Portland. We ran into each other at Timberline skiing with our boys. They were 8 graders going to Jesuit the following year. Both boys were reserve and didn't say a word to each other. The evening that Scott passed away, I was night skiing with my 2 boys. Sometime that evening, while riding the chair lift, I talked about Scott and I skiing and the trips we made. My favorite story was telling my boys that when we saw 2 other girls skiing together, we would ALWAYS ask if they wanted to split and ride the chair with us. Can't remember being shut down, but we always forget the rejections. There are many more stories but I have to stop sometime. What a wonderful 46 years knowing Scott. He will be missed. Love, Byron Zahler