Wayman Cornell Scott - Online Memorial Website

Well Scottie, I prefer Wayman but Scottie was who I met you as.  I remember when I was downtown looking endlessly for my husband Clayton, well ok I'll call him Hector but only for you.  I hate that name Hector and what kind of native guy gives himself the name Hector anyways.  He could of picked a better one.  Well on with my little story.  You were standing at the Mac's store and I was walking from the pay phone and you said "Hey baby!  Are you looking for something."  I was thinking yeah I still got it but then I said yeah my husband.  You told me that you couldn't help me with that and then I turned around and there was my husband.  It freaked you out.  We got off to a rocky start as I didn't really look at people down there as real people.  I looked at them as people that were contributing to my husband's addiction and keeping him away from home.  I remember that you were wearing some of Clayton's clothes (sorry I just can't call him Hector") and I got mad at you and told you to take them off cuz I bought them.  What an idiot I was, did I expect you to just get naked and give them to me right there.  Sorry I was an emotional wreck back then.  Clayton says I am one now but he just kidding....or not.   Then I saw you on the C-Train and you sat beside me and said hi and asked if we could start over.  I was so happy for that and realized that you were just a normal person too.  Ok not quite normal but none of us really are.  I have never had an addiction like that well except a sex addiction....am I allowed to write that. lol. or ever had to live on the street so I don't really understand it.  I know that you are in heaven now while we are all living in hell down here.  Clayton is really trying to change his life.  He is home now and he is trying to be a good father and husband.  You'll be happy to know that our son is just like him......look out.   Clayton tries to be funny and say that I should get a DNA test to see if Jordan is really mine.  You know Clayton's humor isn't always funny.  Ha ha I am just laughing on the outside.  I wish that you had a chance to change your life for the better and that I could of got to know the real Wayman Scott.  I saw pictures of your children and they are beautiful.  I feel like I could write forever but then Clayton would be able to say that I never shut up as always.  I wish that you and Clayton could of known each other without the cloudiness because you would of made great life long friends.  He misses you very much and I just have to ask you something.  When you are up there looking down and you see Clayton screwing up can you send something down like maybe a lightening bolt to shock him in the ass.  May you rest in Peace and I know that you are in the hearts of everyone that you touched so dearly.  I am adding a hurtin' pic of me and Clayton.  I had a better one of myself but it looked like I was blowing you a kiss and Clayton wasn't in it and he didn't want to feel left out.  You know how he gets jealous. lol

I remember the day you were born. So tiny yet you had such a set of lungs. In your first baby pic your hands are balled up into a fist. I sad you were definately going to be a fighter. I always said you would be a football player or a fighter.

 

You grew up to be a fighter. Fighting for your life was the last thing you did. Oh how i miss you. I close my eyes and see those  great big shoulders and shining eyes.

 

I would always light up just hearing your voice. Always stubborn, always on the go. You could never sit still. Oh I am rambling but i just miss you so.

 

I sit back in my chair and imagine you walking into the house coming over, bending down and giving me a hug. so glad to see each other. I wish it could really be

When You feel Lonely

 

When a person you love passes away

Look to the night sky on a clear day.

The star that to you, appears to be bright,

Will be your loved one,

Looking upon you during the night.

The lights of heaven are what shows through

As your loved one watches all that you do.

When you feel lonely for the one that you love,

Look to the Heavens in the night sky above.

 

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I will always remember that cold christmas eve, almost two years ago when I tried to forget christmas was comeing . When I tried to forget I had a familey you got all mad at me. Like lassie you held at me to get away to go home to my mom and my familey. I went home and had a christmas that year thank-you Wayman. You are literly the only person has taken tou coat off your back to keep me warm when fall turned to winter last year. I remeber the last time I seen you like it was yesterday. You took me to A&W and bought me supper helped me out we shared a laugh. Then I went off on my own I never thought ,That would be the last time I seen you. Its such a vivid memory I miss you and you have a great familey. Much love and respect to always bro'  you are always in mt thought and prayers. I talked to nat she got picked up in Edmontan for writeing on a wall, guess what she wrote on that wall? R.I.P WAYMAN.So your names on a wall in E-town! crazy girl ! but she loved you and hasent been the same since.She said she had one good cry before she wrote on that wall .Maybe now her life well change,I told always cry if you need how els do we heal, if not through tears?  anyway tell we meet again which I know we will someday

 

I remember the days waiting to hear if it was Wayman they had found in the deserted area of the Wildlife Preserve. I would sit on the sofa facing the window with my phone sitting next to me. I could move and then I was crying so hard and praying to the Lord for just one more hug from my boy. I needed that one hug to get me through. All of a sudden I recieved the biggest bear hug I had ever felt in my entire life. I knew it was either Wayman or God letting me know he was with me. Now I know that as big and as tight as that hug was it was both of them. Since that day I know I definate am not walking this journey alone.