Scott Herrington

Scotty, my bff growing up and first friend in Avoca. All the summers you and Robin spent at the farm, weeks at a time, berry picking, making doughnuts at 1 in the morning, swimming in the lake, multiple times a day, sitting in Marshalls, playing arcade games and campfires with both of our families. You were like a brother to to me and my sisters. Fly high my friend, love you always Lori Kay

I became friends with scott when we were around 3,4 years old. Robin and scott lived across the street and down a few houses. Robin asked" can you come amd play". My response was" my mom says i can't cross the road. Growing up i had many sisters, no brothers. Scott was kinda like my little brother. Although we lost touch i have never forgot the great memories, and fun we had. Robin is still my oldest dearest friend. My heart breaks for the family. I cry for them and selfishly for me. He was loved always and will be missed. Lynette Trapino