My best friend, Ashley, found this picture for me. He was truly a one in a million friend! I love you Baby Scug! I hope it’s a party everyday for you in heaven.
So it has been a long time since I left Maryland, and with it my best friends, I was checking facebook when my best friend Ashley posted a video in memory of Baby Scug and I was shocked, I thought no not Scott!
Scott King, 27, Dead in car accident.
He was the sweetest most kind hearted person that I knew. I met him at Orpheus in probably 2007 and became close friends with him though Ashley and her parties. I felt at home with my friends in Baltimore, they were like my family. They still are to this day, I am sorry I can’t be there. I am sorry that my friends life was cut short, punishing the people that did this do him won’t bring him back. It certainly won’t help his daughter. Most of my friends are angry, but I am hurt and I feel betrayed. I lose so many friends that I find it hard to have faith in a god that takes the good people and let’s the bad ones say I don’t know go into politics. But I digress, I am thankful to the lord that I had the opportunity to know this fine young man. The watch him grow from a shy teenager into a strong willed, positive brave man. 6 years ago I lost my best friend Nathan Norman Smiler the third, aka Dirk. He is never far from my thoughts, today I can remember another amazing friend taken to soon. Scott King I write this for you:
Prayer of Saint Francis of Assisi
Lord, make me an instrument of your peace.
Where there is hatred, let me sow love;
where there is injury,pardon;
where there is doubt, faith;
where there is despair, hope;
where there is darkness, light;
and where there is sadness, joy.
O Divine Master, grant that I may not so much seek
to be consoled as to console;
to be understood as to understand;
to be loved as to love.
For it is in giving that we receive;
it is in pardoning that we are pardoned;
and it is in dying that we are born to eternal life.
Amen
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How to Save a Life-The Fray
Death is nothing at all. It does not count. I have only slipped away into the next room.
Everything remains as it was. The old life that we lived so fondly together is untouched, unchanged.
Call me by the old familiar name. Speak of me in the easy way which you always used. Put no sorrow in your tone.
Play, smile, think of me, pray for me.
Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight? I am but waiting for you, for an interval, somewhere very near, just around the corner.
All is well. Nothing is hurt; nothing is lost. One brief moment and all will be as it was before.
How we shall laugh at the trouble of parting, when we meet again