I was going to post only the “Bah Humbug” photo of Scott, taken several years ago on Christmas. That would be a false portrayal.
Scott was not a bah humbug kind of guy. He could assume a character, as he did in the photo, but in general, when it came to how he felt about life’s journey, he embraced it.
Perhaps it’s easy to magnify the positive about a spouse when they are gone, particularly if you’re someone like me who tends to forget the negative. Scott was human, and we did not have a perfect marriage. Who does?
Scott had regrets and he did get depressed. His body’s limitations in recent years were proof of poor decisions early on and he definitely had down days that made our relationship challenging. But we always came through the tough times and were stronger because of them. Instead of days of silence between us, when we were first married 23 years ago (three days not speaking to each other was about max), we got it down to about thirty minutes. Saying, “I’m sorry” became easier.
I am choosing to remember Scott, not as the bah humbug character, but as a multi-faceted man: flawed and brilliant, unsure and self-confident, egotistical, generous and loving. He was a man of many faces (and even more hair styles). Whether it was singing, acting, soldiering, healing, learning, sailing, writing, selling or offering advice (asked for or not), Scott had a lust for life. That’s the collage of memories I’ll carry of Scott Cameron Haverly.