Scott Herrington

I enjoyed his company,humor,talking about sports. He helped me once when my wheelchair broke down,pushed me home five blocks.When we re into each other he talked about his family,he loved you all. He was a nice guy!

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