A friend like Scott comes along once in a lifetime. I cant believe I got to have him as my cousin, too. Scott loved his friends and family so much, that he saw every single day as a cause for celebration, and his joy was infectious. We had so much fun together. My first Phish concert without Scott in 10 years is going to be weird, since weve been to over 20 together. Scott was always there for me and he went out of his way to show me that. Whether it was a random phone call out of the blue or transferring 50 bucks into my PayPal when we lived in different states and I needed a pick-me-up, he always made me feel loved. Besides my immediate family, I havent spent more time or travelled greater distances with another person besides Scott. He always made me feel special and lucky to be his cousin. I remember when I was a kid, I thought he was the coolest person in the world, and I would look forward to every thanksgiving because I knew Scott would be there. We laughed for hours, daring each other to do more ridiculous things like glue-gunning our fingers together or staring directly into my laser pointer for prolonged periods of time. When I was finally old enough to leave the house unattended and spend time with Scott, I felt like I had graduated into adulthood with my super hero. I seized any opportunity to go see Scott, and I proudly introduced him to all my other friends. He came and visited me when I was in college in Vermont and we waited all night in a line stretching around the block for Phish tickets that were going on sale in the morning. We sat outside in lawn chairs and drank beer with our friends until the sun came up. It turned out the concert never sold out and we never needed to wait in line, but we both just laughed about it. I think Scott mostly just wanted the people he loved to be happy. I really believe he cared more about me than I cared about myself at times. He was happiest when the people he loved were happy, and it was Scotts selfless appreciation for the people he held close that made him such a precious friend. I aspire to carry that trait into my life going forward in honor of Scotty, because that is what he would want. I know that more than anything, he wants for us all to be happy, and I believe he will be looking down on us to make sure of that. As my life slowly moves on, I will be looking for all the little signs you leave me, Scott, in the most secret and wonderful of places. I wont let you down, and I will never let you go.