Where did the years go? I was still in high school when I first met Scott. Despite his 80's mustache, I liked him right from the start, although I couldn't really let him know that. Our good-natured competitive pettiness dictated that we be on opposite side of just about everything.
We've been through a lot in 30+ years. I will forever be grateful for a fishing trip to Canada which really helped me through a tough time. Times like that create lifetime bonds.
At my nephew's recent wedding, I reflected on many things throughout the weekend. As Scott and I hoisted a drink together, I thought of how I really appreciate him. He's not just my sister's husband. He's my friend (a friend I still want to crush in every bet, but a very good friend either way).
Happy birthday Pork. Thanks for being like a brother.
Scott Parker and me in Lemont, IL-October 2015.