Scott Mullins died August 3. He was killed on his bike on Farm to Market Road 19 in Frankston. His friends worked very hard to help him that night on the side of the road but we were unable to revive him.
Scott was 27 years old. He left behind two lovely little girls who miss their daddy very much. His mother is having a very hard time losing her only child.
We, his friends, speak of him everyday and cry for him everyday. We laugh at the good times we had over the years and there are not many stories we could tell that don't include Scott.
He could swim the length of Lake Palestine and never lose his breath. He was loved by us all. we called him "Scottie Too Hottie," "Captain T-Watt," and "Big Booty Bubba."
He thought he could dance, but his top half would go one way and his bottom half the other.
He was a big, fun-loving man and we, his friends, miss him very much. The world is not the same without our Scott.