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Tuesday, February 22, 2011

Feeling The Love... Scott Woods











If you read the comments on my previous blog you may have noticed that Scott was not "feeling the love." He did not make it into the photo (for reasons please see Kelli's blog today at this link). Scott is also concerned ... and rightly so ... that his life has become defined by "snow mounding." It saddens me greatly to think that I may have hurt my sons feelings. And so I am rectifying this situation by adding a few photo's of Scott. And I would love to invite all of you to help ... redefine Scott ... by telling your favorite "Scott story" in the comments.

So come on, America! Let's help Scott FEEL THE LOVE!




8 comments:

Wende said...

I certainly remember the love when all of the Woods children followed by their parents would come into the Yellow Dog Market and Gas Station on Route 140. Not for gas, not for lottery tickets but for the wonderfully sweet slush puppies...yes thats right all three of the Woods children would crowd around my slush puppy machine in hopes of finding their favorite flavor...oh the memories!!

Ron said...

Thanks, Wendy! So far we seem to have a "cold theme" going on. Snow mounding and slushies. so much for "warm and fuzzy."

Scott said...

America needs more blogs like this one.

chris said...

wait... i wasn't in that blog anywhere. what the crap. i demand a blog to be written about me......... with lots of pictures

oh and i remember when i use to call scott "scotty potty" (he loved that)

kellita said...

He was my son's hero and the reason he kept going back to youth group time and again.

Natalie Masulla said...

I just want to know if Scott has any gum?

jeffy777 said...

Your a rich man. Nothing is better than a good family.

Monnie said...

When Scot was a younger boy. You took Debbie and the kids with us on a Mission trip. On our free day we went to see the Detroit Tigers play. We were in the bleachers. Suddenly everyone went wild and was scrambling all around. Scot was near me and I said "What Happened". Scott looked at me with that stunned look and said "He hit a home run, didn't you see it?" Even then he had a love for baseball.