My friend, Scott, was amazingly talented. He was a master woodcrafter. He taught himself how play many musical instruments. He could play a song after listening to it. I'll never forget him playing a Beatles tune on a thumb drum.

His funeral was attended by such a diverse crowd of people. There were poetry readings, music and scripture readings. There was an urn for his ashes that was made out of a toolbox. Scott would've enjoyed just about every moment of that service.