Good bye Scott I will miss you.........
Well I have to say the closer I get to my trip to Cali the more it's beginning to sink in. Scott are you really dead? I mean I can definately see you faking your death, god know's you know the right/wrong people who could help you orchestrate such an event. And of course you always did things in such grandure. Never let your defenses down, and never let them see you sweat. Guess everyone has a breaking point. Truth be known I thought that you'd reached that long ago. You proved everyone wrong didn't you? But at what expense?
You were always trying to prove something to everyone. You were getting into the bars at 17. Of course being young, blonde and cute didn't hurt your chances at all. I met you through my Dad's best friends son, Brad. It's odd how to guys can grow up with each other, go hunting and fishing with our dads, sleep in the same tent, undress in front of each other, and have no clue that the other is gay. But Brad and I had no desire for each other so I guess that is why we never knew each other liked men. This is a world of devious secrets indeed. To bad Brad was a cheat and a lie. And all you ever wanted Scotty, was for someone to love and love you back in the same way.
You owned your first house at 21 years of age, on top of Queen Anne hill no less. You little tenacious shit! lol of course I was jealous but at the time I had something you didn't have. A boyfriend and a steady one at that. But of course that ended shortly after you sold your house and disappeared down to Cali. I wish you would have taken me with you sometimes. Oh the adventure you had, coming to Socal, living out of your car in Palm Springs while auditioning for a chance to star along side your favorite porn star. Eventually you would own the Studio and instead of star in them you would direct. Such films like Beach Blanket Boner.......and Make a Wish and Blow.....and who could forget Hard to be Good. Well maybe it wasn't Hollywood but it was close enough and better than tucking tail and having to come back up to Seattle as a failure.
Then your lover died, you met Jeff, sold the porn company and when the dust settled you took your cool $35,000 profit and you and Jeff moved to Boise where you opened a small coffe and juice store named JumpinJuice&Java. Then you had four stores, then going on to selling licences online where pretty soon you had about 26 stores out there, a house in Old Las Palmas, the husband, the cars.....it goes on. Truly I have to say you were or are the most sucessful person I know out of all my friends. You showed em all back home didn't you? Kudo's to you my friend.
Now it appears you have lost the strength to fight. I read about your death online in your court hearings http://158.61.133.2/OpenAccess/civil/default.asp (enter Scott A. Schneider or Jeff Gabica) Plantiff deceased it read.....I didn't want to believe it but upon further reading of the public documents it indeed finally stated that you were deceased. Now I ask you Scott, is that any way to tell your best and only friend really, that you are dead? I know we had our differences in the very end there but we both know your Dementia got the best of you now don't we? I had to walk away Scott as much as I didn't want to. I had to for your sanity and for the best interest with the court case. You know must now how frustrated and hurt I was and how painful it was to hear you utter words I have never in my entire years ever heard you say. But you were the second person that I have had to deal with in this respect. My other friend Larry who coincidently lived a similar tale but who is still among us here and doing surprisingly well.
Good bye Scotty I will miss you so much. And so will many other's who you left behind but who still live to hear my stories i tell about you and your life. You don't have to prove anything to anyone anymore Scott. You made it.
And though I used to ask you what it was you were trying to prove Scotty...........I promise you I will never ask you that question again.............
forever your friend,
Ron
You were always trying to prove something to everyone. You were getting into the bars at 17. Of course being young, blonde and cute didn't hurt your chances at all. I met you through my Dad's best friends son, Brad. It's odd how to guys can grow up with each other, go hunting and fishing with our dads, sleep in the same tent, undress in front of each other, and have no clue that the other is gay. But Brad and I had no desire for each other so I guess that is why we never knew each other liked men. This is a world of devious secrets indeed. To bad Brad was a cheat and a lie. And all you ever wanted Scotty, was for someone to love and love you back in the same way.
You owned your first house at 21 years of age, on top of Queen Anne hill no less. You little tenacious shit! lol of course I was jealous but at the time I had something you didn't have. A boyfriend and a steady one at that. But of course that ended shortly after you sold your house and disappeared down to Cali. I wish you would have taken me with you sometimes. Oh the adventure you had, coming to Socal, living out of your car in Palm Springs while auditioning for a chance to star along side your favorite porn star. Eventually you would own the Studio and instead of star in them you would direct. Such films like Beach Blanket Boner.......and Make a Wish and Blow.....and who could forget Hard to be Good. Well maybe it wasn't Hollywood but it was close enough and better than tucking tail and having to come back up to Seattle as a failure.
Then your lover died, you met Jeff, sold the porn company and when the dust settled you took your cool $35,000 profit and you and Jeff moved to Boise where you opened a small coffe and juice store named JumpinJuice&Java. Then you had four stores, then going on to selling licences online where pretty soon you had about 26 stores out there, a house in Old Las Palmas, the husband, the cars.....it goes on. Truly I have to say you were or are the most sucessful person I know out of all my friends. You showed em all back home didn't you? Kudo's to you my friend.
Now it appears you have lost the strength to fight. I read about your death online in your court hearings http://158.61.133.2/OpenAccess/civil/default.asp (enter Scott A. Schneider or Jeff Gabica) Plantiff deceased it read.....I didn't want to believe it but upon further reading of the public documents it indeed finally stated that you were deceased. Now I ask you Scott, is that any way to tell your best and only friend really, that you are dead? I know we had our differences in the very end there but we both know your Dementia got the best of you now don't we? I had to walk away Scott as much as I didn't want to. I had to for your sanity and for the best interest with the court case. You know must now how frustrated and hurt I was and how painful it was to hear you utter words I have never in my entire years ever heard you say. But you were the second person that I have had to deal with in this respect. My other friend Larry who coincidently lived a similar tale but who is still among us here and doing surprisingly well.
Good bye Scotty I will miss you so much. And so will many other's who you left behind but who still live to hear my stories i tell about you and your life. You don't have to prove anything to anyone anymore Scott. You made it.
And though I used to ask you what it was you were trying to prove Scotty...........I promise you I will never ask you that question again.............
forever your friend,
Ron