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Scott met his wife Vicki in their home town high school, Springtown High, but the two did not start dating until his 3rd year in college. They were married on December 1, 1989. This date was also Scott’s 25th birthday.
Scott began work for Tarrant County Sheriffs Department as a jailer in 1988. He worked while finishing his Criminal Justice degree at Tarleton State University. He graduated from TSU May 1990. He received a Bachelors degree in applied arts and sciences with a criminal justice major. Scott was the first in his family to receive a bachelor’s degree, and he considered this a major accomplishment.
In December 1990, Scott was hired by the White Settlement Police Department as a patrol officer. Finally he had gotten the job that he had worked so hard to obtain.
Scott and Vicki had their first child on April 26, 1991. A baby girl, Sami Jo. Sami Jo was the apple of her dad’s eye. He was not only her dad; he was her hero from the beginning. The family resided in Springtown for the first three years of their marriage. They then purchased 10 acres of land outside of Weatherford in the small community of Peaster, and together, built their house with their own two hands and filled it with love.
On June 1, 1995, Scott and Vicki were blessed with another baby girl. Her name is Lacy Dawn and she was born with the talent of wrapping her dad around her finger, and keeping a big smile on his face.
Scott had a strong construction background, and there was not much that he could not do. His best friend Doug Deweese was detrimental in helping build the house. Scott and Doug were not only best friends, but were very close like brothers. Doug and Scott were inseparable. Doug later joined law enforcement and began working for Tarrant County Sheriffs Department. The two friends could always count on each other to be there when they needed help. Scott later in turned helped Doug build his house. Scott’s abilities around the home were amazing. He not only knew how to build, weld, plumb, run electrical, and do mechanical work. He could build a go cart from scratch, using the same motor that he had on his go cart when he was a kid, build a wooden bench for his wife, coach both of his daughters basketball teams, build 1000 sq foot playroom for his daughters over the garage- to keep tabs on their whereabouts, but he could do all of this, with a smile on his face. He knew where his heart was, and it was with his family. Family was everything to Scott.
Scott was the perfect husband, the perfect father; he built his family the perfect house, in the perfect neighborhood wrapped in a white picket fence. He not only touched the lives of the people around him, but anyone that he would meet. Scott was a true “good ol’ boy”. He was old fashion with good moral values. Scott always thought the best of everyone. Even those on the wrong side of the bars, Scott could always find the good in.
After his death, I found letters written by inmates in the Tarrant County Jail where he worked for three years as a jailer, written to Scott. These letters were written during his last week there, after he had got the job with White Settlement. Inmates spoke so highly of Scott, and the most touching thing was that they knew he respected them, and encouraged them in so many ways to straighten up their lives.
Scott had a way of bringing out the best in everyone he met. He had a special talent in keeping the peace. He was a problem solver, coordinator, and healer of anything that hurt. Just his presence made the room brighter. The smile on his face, and the warmth in his heart followed by the skip in his step alluded happiness in his life.
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